The Boyfriend Blog

He settles between my thighs. His hard cock slides against my core, but he pulls back before pushing in.

“Condom,” he breathes, dropping his head to my neck. “Please tell me you have condoms.”

“Top drawer.” I try to reach the nightstand, but it’s too far away.

Aiden sits up and grabs a condom. He tears the package, slides it on, and then uses his legs to nudge mine farther apart. I let them drop to the sides, opening myself up to him. He positions his cock at my entrance, and my body arches, seeking his touch. Slowly, inch by delicious inch, he pushes into me. My eyes close, and I roll my head back onto the pillow at the feel of him inside me.

He rocks his hips, pulling out a fraction before pushing back in. “I’ll never get used to this.”

Neither will I. “I love you.”

He hums deep in his chest and kisses me like his life depends on it.

My body vibrates with energy. Needing more, I wrap my legs around him and pulse my hips in tandem with his. Emotion builds thick in my throat, my eyes clogging with tears. Not because he’s hurting me, but because this is everything.

He is everything.

I’ve wanted Aiden for so long, and to know that I not only have him but also his love is overwhelming. Even without the words—which he has freely given me—I know how much he loves me. It’s the way his eyes brighten when he looks at me, the gentleness of his touch, the smile after each time we kiss, and the way his heart speeds beneath my touch when I tell him how I feel.

“I love you,” I say again.

“I love you, too.”

His declaration causes a shiver to run through my body. Aiden glides his hand up my bare thigh and grips it tightly, holding my leg against his hip.

“You’re mine, Lizzie.”

“Yours,” I pant, fireworks erupting low in my belly.

With each stroke, he hits that sweet spot deep inside of me, and every time he pushes in, his pelvis grinds against my clit. The steady rhythm drives me crazy. I drop my arms, fisting the sheet in my hands to try and hold off my orgasm for as long as possible because I don’t want this to end.

Aiden’s head drops. His lips encircle an aching breast. His teeth nip and tease my nipples, shooting sparks of pleasure to my core. I squirm beneath him.

“I’ll never last with you wiggling like that,” he says against my breast.

Aiden places open-mouthed kisses from one breast to the other and then, without warning, and without dislodging himself from my body, he manages to flip us over so I’m sitting on top of him.

My knees push into the mattress, and when he lifts his hips, I gasp. He’s deep like this. So deep and…mmm, this feels good. I roll my hips over his. Aiden’s hungry eyes drink in every inch of my body. His hands skim up my sides and squeeze my breasts before pushing into my hair. He grips the back of my head and pulls me to him.

“There’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be than with you, Lizzie.”

I never thought I’d hear those words come from a man’s mouth, let alone Aiden’s. Tears that I’ve been holding back leak from my eyes, but Aiden catches them with a thumb. “Don’t cry. Why are you crying?”

“I just love you so much, and this feels like a dream. Please tell me it’s not a dream. Because if it is, I don’t ever want to wake up. I want to be right here, like this, with you. Forever.”

“It’s not a dream.” Aiden smiles against my lips. “It’s real. The most real thing I’ve ever felt.”

Aiden cradles my face in his warm hands and makes love to my mouth and my body. Our hips find the perfect rhythm, and before long, sensations overtake my body. All it takes is one perfectly timed thrust to send me over the edge. My body explodes into millions of colored pieces. Aiden grunts as he continues to pound into me.

“Lizzie.” My name leaves his mouth with a deep growl as he holds me to him and buries his face against the side of my neck. His body rocks slowly against mine several more times before he comes to a leisurely stop.

I’m bursting at the seams with emotion—love, contentment, peace, and happiness to name a few. “Aiden.”

He shifts his head from the crook of my neck and kisses me softly several times before looking at me.

Cupping his cheek, I rub my thumb along his swollen bottom lip. “You’re amazing.”

“Only because I have you.”