“I’m more than sure, trust me. I just want to be close to you, Emma. It’s been a long time since I’ve slept next to someone, and I want to…with you,” he says seriously. I really like this vulnerable side of him. I don’t want it to go away, so I wrap my arms around his waist and press my head against his chest.
“Thank you for letting me stay here,” I say into his ribcage. That’s the best thing I could think of to say without giving away how I’m really feeling. I move my face towards his and kiss him softly on the cheek. He grabs my chin, directing my eyes towards his. “Fuck the coffee,” he growls.
My eyes widen, and he moves his mouth over mine, plunging his tongue inside of my mouth. He frantically kisses me, like he can’t get enough. He walks me backwards to his bedroom, his lips never leaving mine, and kicks the door shut. I jump slightly, startled from the rattling of the doors hinges. We fall onto to the bed, side by side, facing each other.
“Please let me touch you. I need to feel you, Aiden,” I say breathlessly. He nods hastily.
“Ok, but I’m still not talking off my clothes. I’ll just unzip my pants, and you can do whatever you want. I’m tired of waiting,” he says roughly. Finally!
I’m so excited. He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I push him back onto the bed and quickly unzip his pants, pulling them down slightly. He moans as soon as I free him from the confining fabric. Fuck, he’s huge! I just hope I can fit him all of the way in my mouth and make him feel as good as he made me. I look up at him and see him watching me with hooded eyes. He looks so turned on, and I think he knows exactly what I’m about to do to him. I don’t bother wasting another second. I lick the tip of him and slide him slightly into my mouth. He tastes amazing, just like I knew he would; sweet and spicy all at once. He jerks his hips up, moving himself deeper into me. I gladly accept him, putting every last inch into my mouth. Damn, I must have a better gag reflex than I thought!
“Fuck, Emma. Don’t stop. That feels so good. I love fucking your mouth, baby.” I respond by twirling my tongue over the tip of him. “Yeah that’s it baby, just like that. I’m so close,” he pants. My eyes start to water as he thrusts his cock to the back of my throat. I snap my eyes shut, reveling in the pain.
I start taking him all the way, in and out of my mouth, and suck even harder. I hear him breathing hard, like he’s trying to hold back. I hear him yell out, “Shit, I’m coming!” He tries to get up and move away from my mouth, when he starts convulsing. I grab his arms and pin them down beside him and keep my lips clamped around him. I’m adamant on tasting him. I’ll swallow every drop until he’s finished.
He keeps coming, saying my name as I continue swallowing. He jerks one final time into my throat and relaxes flat on the bed. I take my mouth off of him and lick my lips, feeling a layer of his release coating them like lip gloss. My throat muscles finally contract from all of the exertion.
I sit up on my knees and smile down at him. He grabs himself and puts his pants back into place. He sits up reluctantly. “Baby, that was fucking incredible. I didn’t want you to have to swallow me, though. Trust me, just being in your mouth was enough,” he says hoarsely. Jeez, he sounds like he just ran a marathon.
“I wanted to though. I love the way you taste, Aiden.” He smiles at me, and I realize he’s still wearing his jacket and motorcycle gloves. For some reason I thought he would’ve at least taken them off. Wow, he must be exceedingly insecure about his body. He notices me staring at him, and I think he knows where my thoughts have drifted.
“I’m going to take off my clothes in the bathroom. Just lay on the right side of the bed when I get back, ok?” This is getting weird. Now I’m really curious about his body.
“Don’t worry, baby. You’ll get to see all of me soon enough. You just have to be patient with me,” he says, sealing me with a kiss. He grabs some clothes from a duffle bag on the bedroom floor and goes into his bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
I finally get a chance to look around his bedroom and just like the rest of the house, it’s awfully bare. I thought seeing his room might shed some more light on who he is. The only thing that stands out in the room is a glossy black piano in the corner. What a strange place to keep a piano. I wonder if this is his or his dads. I’ll have to ask him when he gets out of the bathroom.
I take off my dress and tights and throw them on the ground. I get out of bed and go over to his duffel bag. I fish around inside of it and grab the first shirt that my hand touches. It’s dark in the room but from what I can see, the shirt says, We Fight, We Fall. Hmm, why does that sound familiar? Before I think about it any further, I pull the shirt over my head, drowning in the fabric due to the size of it. I hope he doesn’t get mad that I’m wearing it. It’s not like I really have a choice, considering I barely have any clothes.
I go back to bed and pull the covers over my lap and sit up, waiting for anxiously his appearance. I see the light turn off in the bathroom, and he steps out into the bedroom. I see him wearing a long sleeve black t-shirt and grey sweat pants. God, this guy makes sweats even look sexy! He fills them out very nicely, if I don’t say so myself. He walks over to the bed and lies down beside me, sinking into the plush mattress. I don’t think his eyes have adjusted to the dark yet, because he doesn’t comment on my borrowed shirt.
He leaves his arm extended next to me, inviting me to share it. I snuggle close to him and wrap my body over is, tangling my legs with his. It feels so good to be in his arms and in his bed.
“I understand that this has been a rough day for you. It has for me too. I know we’ve moved fast so far, but I really want to know more about you. I want you to know about me too, Emma. I’d like to spend the day with you tomorrow, if you’re up to it,” he says to me. He wants to spend the day getting to know me? Hell yes!
“I’d like that. I have to work at four tomorrow, so we have the majority of the day together.” He kisses my forehead. “Good, because if you would’ve have had to work any earlier, I would’ve made you play hooky.”
“What makes you think that you can make me do anything,” I quip. He shifts his body close to mine and presses his lower body hard against me.
“I can be very convincing. I have something you want, or do you think I’ve forgotten.” I feel the hardness through his pants, and I rub against him, groaning. He pulls away abruptly.
“Whoa, calm down, baby. If you keep this up you’re not getting your surprise in the morning.” A surprise? What surprise, I wonder. It better be fucking worth it. My self-control is fading fast. Hell, its non-existent at this point!
“The faster you go to sleep, the faster you get it. I’m sure you’re tired too. Fuck, I’m exhausted. You wiped me out, Emma,” he says yawning dramatically.
“Oh, fine,” I laugh. “Hey, before I forget. Do you play the piano?” I say looking in the corner of the room. He freezes but finally answers. “I used to. Not anymore.” I guess the little “getting to know each other” bit that he discussed is being saved for tomorrow. I try to respect his privacy the best that I can, but’s it’s fucking hard! I’m naturally nosy as hell.
“Goodnight, love,” he says yawning again. Shit, I wonder if he noticed what he just called me. I’ve never been called love before. I really like the sound of it. I smile at the endearment, letting my eyes shut of their own accord.
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I wake up a few hours later and hear Aiden snoring. I’ll have to tease him about that little discovery in the morning. I try to get back to sleep, but something has been clawing at the back of my mind, wanting to be let out. I quietly get out of bed and tiptoe into the living room, grabbing my bag.
I find my iPod and scroll down to the mix that I played in the shower earlier, finding the song that freaked Aiden out. It’s called Too Young by We Fight, We Fall. Fuck! That’s why the name on the t-shirt sounded familiar! It’s a band that I used to listen to in college. I think they disbanded a few years ago or something. I never really follow bands; I jus
t listen to their music if I like it.
Now I’m just confused. I feel like if I bring this up to Aiden, he will just get mad and close up on me again. If he hates the band, why does he have their t-shirt?
I take the top off and fold it back up. I don’t want him waking up to me wearing it. Ugh, very bad idea. I slip back into his room and place the shirt back into his bag. I’m naked again, but who cares? He’s already seen all of me. Fuck! He probably noticed the tattoos on my back earlier when we were in the shower. I really don’t want him asking about them yet. It’s too soon to explain what and more importantly, who they represent.
Damn, just go back to bed and stop tormenting yourself. He said he had a surprise for you. Just look forward to that and stop distressing about everything else. I keep repeating this to myself, as I slowly drift off into unconsciousness.
Chapter 6
I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or not, but I feel a pressure pushing against my leg. I move by body slightly to get away from it, but my hand is grabbed and pushed against something hard. I feel around…um, it feels like a penis, if I’m not mistaken. Something wet touches my nipple, and a sucking sound immediately follows. I groan aloud, because this sensation feels incredible. Wow, I really love sex dreams. They’re so realistic! I keep touching the stiffness, imagining it’s Aiden. I hear a moan. Shit! What the fuck?!
“Keep your eyes closed, baby,” he pants. “I’m giving you your surprise.” Ok, so this is definitely not a dream. This is a reality, which is even better. He continues sucking and nibbling on my nipples, making me shake underneath him. He starts kissing down my body, and I try to relax and tell myself to keep my eyes shut. It’s a lesson in self- control, because I really want to get a thorough look at him. I wonder if he’s completely naked. God, what I wouldn’t give to see that body underneath those clothes. I’d pay top dollar.
I feel him breathe over my center, licking me hard and fast. “Shit,” I say, arching my body off the bed.
“Yeah, you’re ready,” he says chuckling. Ready for what, exactly? Before I can deliberate more about it, he flips me over, my face pressed forcefully into my pillow. I can barely breathe, sucking in a deep breath do to lack of oxygen. Damn, that was unexpected. I feel his hands roughly on my hips, squeezing my skin.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Emma. I won’t be gentle about it, but you’ll like it,” he says violently. Oh my God, when did his voice get so husky?!
“Finally,” I say into the pillow, my lips smashed against its’ softness. My adrenaline is pumping through my veins; the anticipation of his promise killing me. It seems like I’ve been waiting for this moment forever! Oh shut it you slut, it’s only been a day or so.
He moves his hands off of me, and I hear him rustle a wrapper or something. My spidey senses say it’s a condom!
“Put your hands on the headboard,” he breathes, in a strained voice. Fuck! Him giving me orders is a total turn on. I do as he says, and I feel a huge penetration inside of my body. The air rushes out of my lungs, knocking the wind out of me. Shit, he just entered me! I yell out his name. Wow, he feels even better than I thought he would. He grabs my hair in his fist, yanking my head back towards his. He twists my neck, kissing me brutally with his lips.
“Fuck, Emma. You’re too tight. I won’t last long!” he pants in between kisses. I’m too tight? That’s the best fucking compliment I’ve ever received. He keeps pounding into me, practically pulling my hair out with his fingers. I keep hearing him swear under his breath, saying how good I feel. He changes his angle slightly, until he’s perfectly against my clit. I start pushing back against him, loving this new pressure. I can feel the brink of my orgasm start to build.
I scream, “Harder Aiden, fuck me harder!” He does what I say, and I explode into a million pieces. I keep coming and yelling his name, my release triggering his. “Emma!” he yells out, fucking me with everything he’s got. He loosens his hold on my hair, and I feel a sharp bite on my shoulder as he comes inside of me. I shudder, loving the sting from his incisors.
I fall helplessly onto the bed; my face on the pillow with my eyes still sealed shut. He collapses on top of me and feel the sweat between our bodies, our skin is a slippery hot mess. The air smells of sex and sweat, my new favorite scent. I move underneath him, because his body weight is starting to get uncomfortable. I don’t think he’s noticed that’s he’s lying on top of me until now.
“Shit, Emma. I’m sorry, baby. I just collapsed on you, not thinking. It seems like it’s a habit I’ve picked up from being with you,” he says chuckling. “Lay there for a second while I put my clothes on.” All I can do is nod my head back and forth. God, I’m so tired. My body feels used and abused, in the best possible way of course.
I hear him rustling around, putting on his clothing. I feel his body hit the bed. “You can open your eyes now,” he says softly. I peek up at him, and I’m startled by what I see. There’s a slight difference about him. Unless you stared hard enough at him all the time, like I do, you’d miss it. It’s subtle, but I can see the transformation in him. His eyes look brighter, his face younger. It’s like all of the stress he’s been carrying around just dissipated, melted away because of a rough fuck. God, if sex is all he needs to look like this, then sign me up for full time employment!
“You look fucking sexy.” Oh shit, did I just say that? For some reason he still makes me a little apprehensive. You’d think that I’d be confident by now, with the way I’d just been thoroughly fucked.
He laughs down at me, kissing my forehead. “That’s exactly what I was going to say about you. Stop stealing my lines!” he jokes. God, he seems so lighthearted. I snuggle up closer to him, yawing.
“I planned on surprising you, but I think that you were the one who surprised me. Damn, that was fucking incredible, Emma,” he says shocked. Hey buddy, I know my way around a cock, so don’t be that surprised! He sees my expression and cringes.
“No, shit! That’s not what I meant. It’s just that it’s been a long time for me. I started to think that my hand could do the job, but there’s no way that I can go back to that after being inside of you.” Shit! For some reason, picturing him taking care of himself really turns me on. I’m glad he likes being inside of me more, but I won’t lie; I’d really like to watch him masturbate some time.
“How long has it been, Aiden?” Fuck, why did you have to ask that? It’s too personal. Now you’ve gone and done it, bitch.
He hesitates for a while. Is he trying to pinpoint an exact time and place? “Like, two years?” he says. Why is he saying this like it’s a question? How do you not know the last time you had sex? Oh shit! He’s probably a man-whore like I originally thought.
He sees me pondering his answer and quickly asks, “What about you?” Ok, be honest with him. Ugh, why’d you have to make that unfortunate mistake right before you moved?
“Three days,” I say, quietly ashamed. God, I’m sweating bullets now. Fuck, why do you make such bad decisions?! I look over at him and see his murderous expression. He pushes me away and gets off of the bed. I grab the sheets, shielding my nakedness. Now I’m starting to feel embarrassed by my lack of clothing.
He looks over at me, running his hand through his hair. “Was it any good? Did he make you come like I did? Or did you just fake it for my benefit?” Before I can respond, he turns away from me. “God, I thought you were just like me. I thought you were starved! But you had someone inside of you only days ago. Fuck, Emma!”
He goes over to the door of the bedroom and slams his fist into it, over and over again. I look over at him, shock registering on my face. Shit, he’s going to put a hole in that door and break his fucking hand! I rush out of bed, not caring that I’m naked anymore. I hear wood breaking, shards hitting the floor. I reach him and put my arm on his back.
“Stop, Aiden. Please. You’ll break your hand,” I yell. He stops punching the door, and I see more wood from the door frame cascade to the ground. Holy shit! He destroyed i
t like it was nothing. I know he won’t hurt me, like he did the door, so I try to calm him down.
“Listen to me. That was before I even met you. I recently had someone close to me die, and I needed to forget about the pain. Aiden, please look at me,” I plead. He slowly turns his body around and surprises me with a fierce hug, cracking my back in the process.
“I don’t like hearing about other men being with you. It makes me fucking sick to my stomach. All I can think about is you with some other guy, doing the same thing we just did. I know that was before I met you. It’s just hard. Fuck, I just want you to be with me!” he says with anger and hurt in his voice.
“I do only want to be with you, Aiden. What happened with him was nothing. He was an acquaintance of mine, and we just consoled each other; that’s all. We knew the person who died, and things just got out of hand. Trust me. The experience was something I never want to repeat,” I rush out. I want to tell him everything, but I can’t yet. Damn, my big mouth gets me into trouble.
He looks into my eyes and nods. “I’m sorry I overacted…yet again. I haven’t felt these emotions before, if you can believe that. Jealousy, I’m finding out is my least favorite. I need to accept that bad things come with the good in a relationship. And you’re the good,” he says. He presses his lower body against me, and I feel his arousal. Damn, he can go again?
I know I should be concerned about his reaction to my little indiscretion, but I’m not. I’m glad that he’s experiencing new things with me, even if they are multiplied. I know that his jealousy will probably come back to bite me in the ass, but I really don’t care right now. I just want him.
“I need you again, Emma. I want to fuck you while you’re on your back this time, though. And I’ll blindfold you,” he says with a hard look in his eyes. Shit, I’ve never been blindfolded before. I’m intrigued enough to try it.
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