by K E Osborn
“Oh, Jeni,” he murmurs into my neck.
I grasp his back and pull him closer to me. There is no air between us. I wrap my legs around his bare body. He thrusts into me hard, endlessly and strongly. I feel his weight on top me, surrounding me. His hands take mine, interlacing our fingers and placing them above my head. He kisses me forcefully as he moves inside me. The sting of pleasure hangs on a precipice as he unremittingly thrusts inside me. I feel the heat within me start to rise again. I arch my back, he starts to moan, and our foreheads meet. He looks at me with those bright blue, lustful eyes staring right into me. His face tightens with pleasure as he thrusts again, sending me over the edge into an orgasm, bigger and more powerful than the previous.
“Ooh, Aiden,” I scream. I’ve never felt anything like this before. It feels so good, so right. I tighten my muscles. He tightens his grip on my hands. He thrusts one last time deeply into me, pausing to unload himself into me.
“Je..e..eni,” he murmurs on release.
Our bodies start to relax. He lies there, still on top of me, surrounding me. I feel safe and protected. My heart is pounding in my chest. Sweat beads atop his forehead. He wipes his brow with his arm and rests his forehead on mine.
“You are amazing,” he whispers to me. We gaze into each other’s eyes.
“I’m amazing? What does that make you then?” I say through staggered breaths. He looks at me.
“Outstanding?” he asks with a grin.
“Amazingly outstanding,” I say. I kiss his soft lips, still falling from grace as our breathing slows. I wince as he pulls out of me and rolls over onto the bed next to me. We both lay there, trying to catch our breath. He moves his hand to hold mine as my eyes softly close. My breathing steadies back to normal, and we both sleep from exhaustion.
Chapter 14
I wake to find I’m under the covers. Aiden is holding me tightly from behind, his head snuggled into my hair. I feel a painful ache down there. I’ve never felt this way, the sweet sensation taking my memory back to last night. His touch, his kiss, everything was perfect. I still feel the sensation of him inside me, and I want more. I touch my swollen lips. I turn to face Aiden, waking him from his slumber. He looks so gorgeous with his hair disheveled, lying next to me, deliciously naked.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” I lie to him. He rubs his face as he tries to wake up.
“Morning, beautiful, got to love those panda-eyes in the morning,” he says jokingly. I shake my head and wipe underneath my eyes, leaving black eye shadow and eyeliner on the tips of my fingers. He rolls over and gets a tissue from his bedside table. He hands it to me, kissing me on my forehead. I wipe my fingertips and use it to wipe under my eyes.
“There, is that better?” I ask.
“You look beautiful whether you wear your makeup on or under your eyes, baby,” he says jokingly. I giggle and give him the evil eye. He tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear and comes in for a morning kiss. I back away and put my hand over my mouth. He looks at me.
“What’s wrong?” he asks looking worried.
“I have morning breath.”
He shakes his head and laughs. “Just like when you said you had garlic breath, I don’t care. Kiss me, woman,” he says, laughing. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me passionately. My hands grab hold of his biceps, those bulging, strong arms. I feel the ache down there becoming more apparent. My need for him is building stronger and stronger until I can’t handle it any more. I move my hand down to his large manhood. It’s already slightly erect. I take him in my hand and slowly start to run my hand up and down his silky length. He stops kissing me, looks at me, and raises his eyebrows.
“You want more, Miss Taylor?”
“You have no idea,” I say as I bring my lips back to his. I increase the pace with my hand, and he squirms at my touch. He starts moaning with each pull, and his breathing becomes erratic as he tries to kiss me through his soft moans. I move my head to kiss his neck, leaving his lips so he can breathe jaggedly
“Jeni, Jeni, stop. I don’t want to come like this. Jeni, STOP.” I stop and look at him. His eyes are closed. He’s concentrating hard, and his breathing slows. He opens his eyes. His bright blue eyes are full of lust.
“That was close,” he says, looking at me as he kisses my forehead. “You are trouble.”
I run my hand down his chest. He grabs my hand and pulls so that I fall on top of him. He leans in, touches my face, and kisses me tenderly. Swiftly, with both hands, he grabs my hips and hoists me on top of him. I laugh at his pure strength. I sit up and straddle him as the sheet falls off my shoulders onto the bed. He looks at my body in awe, his mouth slightly open at the sight. I giggle as his hands move up my thighs, hips, stomach, and then to my breasts. He cups them in his hands, massaging them gently. He pinches my nipples between his fingers, elongating them slightly. He sits up as I straddle his lap. Our chests meet, skin on skin, giving me a feeling of such pleasure. I lean backward, gripping onto his legs, giving him full access to my chest. He takes his hands from my breasts. His lips moves down, taking my nipple in his mouth, sucking and gently tugging. The feeling is unexpected and quite tantalizing. He takes his mouth away from my nipple and blows on it, making me shiver.
I move my arms around his neck as he comes up for a kiss. He kisses me with such gusto it shocks me. He wants me as much as I want him. The emotion is immeasurable as his erection grows beneath me. I move up slightly as he positions himself under me. As I ease onto him, we both moan with pleasure. My head falls back as he moves his hips in time with mine, filling me so deep it aches all the way to my lower stomach. He softly kisses my neck and collarbone as we continue our rhythm. Our bodies are close together, chest on chest, making such sweet love. He falls back onto the bed; I position my hands on his pecs and move up and down. He places his hands on my ass, pulling me closer to him. Our breathing becomes erratic as we continue our tempo, slowly moving faster and faster.
“Ooh, Jeni,” he murmurs as he closes his eyes and thrusts deeper into me. I moan at the force he uses. I feel the heat rising again, hotter and faster than last time. My breath hitches as my head falls backward.
“C’mon, baby,” he whispers as I feel the rush.
“Aaa ... iden,” I scream out loud as my body convulses. I climax and fall onto his chest, my head buried deeply into his neck. He moves his hands to my back, still moving inside me. I feel weak and lightheaded, but I keep going to make sure he’s as fulfilled as I am. He holds my back as he moves us around. He’s now on top.
“How flexible are you?” he asks out of the blue.
Through my panting, I manage to say. “Slightly.”
He grins. “Wanna try something?” He looks at me mischievously.
“Okay,” I say. He leans back, pulling out of me. I wince at the loss of him. He takes my leg and positions it on his shoulder. I look at him questionably.
“Tell me if this hurts, baby.”
He leans forward, flexing my leg back toward my head. I feel the strain in my thigh muscle, but it’s bearable. He slowly eases into me again. This feels much, much deeper, and the feeling of penetration overwhelms me as I moan.
“You okay?” he asks as he pants.
“Mmm hmm,” I murmur as he eases in and out of me again. Slowly he picks up the pace, seeing that it’s as pleasurable for me as it is for him. He works up the speed until he’s pounding into me forcefully. One sensation after another, a never-ending feeling of absolute complete pleasure overwhelms me. I arch my back as he thrusts even deeper into me.
“Ooh God, ooh God,” I somehow scream out. The heat rises even more as he thrusts deeply. His face scrunches from the pleasure. Then it hits me with such force I stop breathing, throwing my head from side to side as the ache deepens inside me succumbing to another mind-blowing orgasm. I hold onto his back and dig my nails into his skin as I erupt beneath him, sending him over the edge. He completely fills me, silently, burying his head in my neck.
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br /> Our breathing is erratic, but I feel relaxed. I’m so full of pleasure. He pulls my leg down as he pulls out of me. He rolls onto his back, and I roll onto my side, facing him. I place my head on his chest. We lay there panting, in silence, just relaxing. His arm wraps around me as he plays with my hair. His lips kiss my forehead, and he finally speaks.
“I should’ve crashed into you sooner,” he says jokingly, making me laugh. I prop myself up on my arm and move in to kiss him. He stops me.
“But I might have morning breath,” he says with a cheeky smile. I slap him on the chest.
“Shut up and kiss me.”
He grabs the back of my head and pulls my lips to meet his. I gaze up at the alarm clock on his bedside table.
“Shit, it’s three o’clock,” I say, breaking our kiss. Aiden pulls me back to him.
“You have somewhere you need to be?”
“No, it’s just the day is almost over.”
“So?” He laughs.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” I say as my gaze meets his.
“Shower?” he asks out of the blue.
I laugh at his random question. “Sure, why not?”
He kisses my forehead then stands up and walks naked to the en-suite. For some reason the thought of him seeing me naked in the daylight is not as appealing as it was last night in the moonlight. I hear the shower turn on, and I sit in the bed, covering myself with the sheet. He walks back into the bedroom.
“Are you coming, baby?” he asks, standing there in all his glory. I swallow as a sense of panic floods over me. He senses there is an issue and comes over to sit next to me on the bed.
“Baby, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” he asks, taking my hand. I shake my head.
“Talk to me.” I swallow hard as the ridiculousness of the situation hits me.
“I’m scared.”
“Of me?” he asks, looking worried. I shake my head again. “Jeni,” he says sternly.
“I’m scared you won’t like me the same way in the daylight.”
“Don’t be silly, baby. You’re beautiful inside and out. I wouldn’t care if you had a moustache. Okay, I probably would care if you had one of those, but you know what I mean, Jeni. To me, you are perfect.” I let out a small laugh at his stupid moustache joke.
Without taking his eyes from mine, he slowly pulls the sheet away from my body. He makes me stand naked in front of him. I start to blush as I look down, scared to look at his expression. He pulls my chin up to make me look at him.
“You are exquisite, Jenifer Taylor. Don’t think that I think anything less than that,” he says, easing my nerves. He kisses me on the forehead and holds my body tightly to his.
“Shower?” he asks again.
“Yup,” I say as he lets me go. He takes my hand and leads me into the en-suite. The shower is large, big enough for two people to easily fit in. He opens the door of the shower, and the steam rolls out, filling the room and fogging the mirrors. He checks the temperature of the water and steps in, taking me with him.
The water is deliciously hot as it cascades over our bodies. He holds me close to him. I move my head under the running water and let the water run over my face so I can remove any leftover makeup. He never lets go of me or shifts his eyes from mine. At this moment, I’m here, naked, in a shower with the hottest man on earth. He holds me in a tight embrace, letting the water flow over us.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course you can.” I look at him, puzzled. He looks somewhat nervous but asks the question anyway.
“Are you on the pill?” A serious look crosses his face.
“Yes, I am. No need to worry, babe.”
His face relaxes as he snuggles into my neck. “Thank God! I’ve never done that before. Sleep with someone without protection I mean,” he murmurs as he starts to kiss my skin.
“I feel safe with you. It’s probably a little reckless but I didn’t even think about protection when we started. All I wanted was you,” I say.
His hands move from my waist to my ass, grip it forcefully, and pull me forward. My arms find their usual spot around his neck as my lips meet his. The ache in my core is present once more as we tenderly kiss each other. Aiden swaps our positions so that my back is against the wall. He holds on to me tightly as his kisses become more forceful and more lustful. Again?
His erection grows hard against me. I open my eyes to see his face burning with lust, lust for me, which I’ve never seen from anyone else. He pulls my leg up around his waist. He positions himself at my entrance as he holds my leg at the thigh. He slowly enters me. My breathing hitches as the feeling of fullness hits me again. He pulls back and then quickly thrusts into me. I moan, as does he. His hand moves from my ass up into my hair. He pulls my hair back and kisses me. He thrusts again and again, picking up the speed. My head falls back against the wall as I close my eyes.
“Open your eyes. I want to see you,” he whispers through staggered breaths. I move my head back to face him and open my eyes. He thrusts into me again.
“Aah,” I let out quietly. He comes back in for another kiss. His kiss is passionate, full of tension and want. I kiss him back with the same gusto he’s showing me, our tongues moving in unison. He thrusts into me again. Thrust after thrust after thrust, deeper and deeper into me as the water cascades over his back. One hand is in his hair, the other around his waist, pulling him tightly to me. His lips still on mine, his eyes still on mine, deep in me with need and such passion, I start to unravel in his grip. The heat rises through my body. This is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. As I stare into his eyes, every touch, every sensation is heightened. The need in his eyes for me is undeniable and so alluring. The heat continues to rise within me, waiting to be expelled. His kiss is forceful and strong, tipping me over the edge.
“Ooh Aiden,” I manage to murmur through the sting of pleasure unfolding within me. My nails dig into his side as I reach a full climax. His breathing hitches as he pounds into me harder and faster than before, and instantly, the heat rises again. My breathing almost stops as it hits me; another tidal wave of welcoming pleasure unfolds around me. My body goes limp as he holds me strongly in place. I stare into his eyes, so fulfilled. He’s still kissing me, still thrusting deeply into me. His breathing stops, and it’s so erotic, his face crunches as he pauses to empty into me.
“Mmm,” he manages, exhaling upon release. He lets go of my leg, and it falls to the shower floor, feeling like Jell-O. He leans against me and kisses me once more as our breathing slowly returns to normal. My whole body feels light and shaky from the pure, pleasurable bliss. Still in me, he pulls me forward so the water is flowing in between us. The feeling of the water on my body is remarkable, with my nerve endings already heightened with pleasure. We hold each other tight and let the water flow over us for a long time.
“Jeni,” Aiden says quietly.
“Yes?”
“You’re perfect, you know that?”
I look down. He quickly raises his hand to move my chin back up so I’m looking at him.
“You are. Don’t you dare think that you’re not.”
I kiss him softly. “You, my Moronic Smart-ass Man, just may be my exception.”
“Your exception?”
My exception to the rule that all men are the same and not to be trusted!
“Never mind,” I reply. He shakes his head and sighs as he pulls himself out of me.
He grabs the body wash, puts a small amount into his hands and turns me around to face the wall. The feeling is relaxing as the smell of men’s body wash floods my senses. I close my eyes and relax at his touch. He softly caresses each part of me with the body wash, moving from my shoulders to my back, down to my ass and my legs. My eyes are closed as the feeling of pure bliss hits me. He spins me around and squirts more body wash into his hands, and after lathering it up, he starts washing my shoulders to my breasts, massaging them as he goes, down to my stomach, my hips, and, then, down t
here. He massages the body wash with his fingers, making my breathing hitch as he gently kisses my forehead. He continues on down the front of my legs to my feet, washing each part of me sensually, heightening my senses into overload.
I open my eyes to find him smiling at me. He pulls me under the water and rubs every inch of my body as he cleans the body wash off my skin. This is sensual, so relaxing and yet so arousing at the same time. He pulls me close to him and hands me the container of body wash. I look at him with worry, stressing that I won’t be able to do as good of a job as he did to me.
“Don’t worry. Anything you do will be perfect.”
I take in a deep breath, pulling him around. He’s out of the water, and I squirt some body wash into my hands. I rub them together to lather it up and start with his broad, masculine shoulders. His head leans back and rests on the wall. He closes his eyes as I continue down his amazing body, from his pecs down his ripped stomach to his hips, and then slowly I work my way to his manhood. I massage the body wash into his groin, slowly stroking it as I go. His breathing hitches at my touch. I gently lean in and kiss him on his jaw by his ear. I feel him growing in my hands, and I figure that I’m going to take full advantage. I slowly start to move my hand up and down his shaft, lubricating it with the body wash. He leans his head forward and looks at me with a smirk. I kiss him softly.
“Just relax, babe,” I say to him.
He rests his head back against the wall and closes his eyes, enjoying my touch. I move my hand up and down his length slowly. His hips start to move with the motion. I watch his face intently to see the signs of enjoyment. A broad smile crosses his face, and I know I’m doing it how he likes. I quicken the pace as his mouth opens slightly and his breathing increases. His face starts to scrunch in its usual fashion. A slight moan echoes through the en-suite as his pleasure becomes apparent. His breathing hitches, and he grabs hold of my shoulders as his chin falls to his chest. His breathing stops as his pelvis jolts forward.