Unattainable

by Schlosser, Jamie

  The holy-mother-of-ouch kind.

  I’d wrongfully assumed sex wouldn’t hurt because I’d used tampons and my own fingers before. Huge misconception.

  As Aiden held his cock deep inside of me, probably enjoying the hell out of this, I tried not to scream.

  “Don’t move,” I whispered shakily. “Just stay right there.”

  “Not going anywhere.” His voice was gruff and breathless.

  We were both panting—but I suspected it was for very different reasons.

  Thirty seconds passed, but when the stinging continued, I let out a whine. “Oh my God.”

  “I know.” Aiden kissed my neck. “Feels so good, right?”

  “Actually…” I tightened my grip on his upper arms, needing something to hold onto. “Not to be a Debbie Downer, but I had no idea it was going to hurt this much the first time.”

  Aiden’s head jerked back, and the shock on his face would’ve been seriously funny if I wasn’t in so much pain. “Wait a second. You’re a virgin, too?”

  Hold up.

  Now I was the one wearing the shocked expression. “Too? What do you mean too? Too, as in, also? As in, you’re also a virgin?”

  “Wha—well,” he sputtered and looked down at where our bodies were joined. “Not anymore.”

  “Holy shit,” we both said at the same time, our faces just inches apart as we gaped at each other.

  “How?” I asked, utterly stupefied.

  Aiden’s brown eyes softened as his face took on the most tender expression I’d ever seen.

  “It’s only ever been you, Corrie.” The admission was quiet and real. Honest.

  And if anything could turn a girl on, that was it. My heart did a happy dance and I felt my inner muscles relax, the burning morphing into a warm stretching sensation that wasn’t completely terrible.

  He’d waited for me. I hadn’t been replaced.

  The astonishing realization had my emotions running high, and I swallowed around the lump in my throat. “Say it again.”

  Aiden affectionately caressed my cheek with his thumb. “I’ve never wanted anyone else. Only you. My only kiss. The only one who’s ever had my heart.”

  “I have your heart?”

  Nodding, he placed my hand on his chest. “Don’t break it.”

  It was the closest he’d ever come to saying ‘I love you.’

  “I won’t,” I vowed.

  “You’re safe with me. You know that, right?”

  “Yeah. It’s like—like you’re my deep end.”

  Aiden’s eyes lit up with understanding, because that was one of the biggest compliments I could give. “And you’re my foundation, Corrie. I’ve been off kilter for so long and couldn’t figure out why. It was because I didn’t have a solid place to stand—and it’s you.”

  My pussy gushed, coating his cock with a new wave of slickness.

  “You’re my courage and I’m your contentment,” I said, repeating his words from our date the other day.

  The grin he gave me was as bright as the sun rising over the cliff above us.

  “Now.” With humor in his tone, Aiden glanced down again. “What are we going to do about the fact that neither of us know what we’re doing?”

  I laughed. He made a sound of pleasure when my inner walls spasmed around his dick.

  “I think we’ll figure it out.” Moving my hands down, I grabbed his hips. “Let me?”

  He nodded, and I guided his pelvis back a few inches before pulling him into me again.

  We both moaned.

  “Hurt?” he asked through gritted teeth.

  “No.” I shook my head. “It’s actually kinda nice.”

  “I’m hoping to turn that ‘kinda nice’ into mind-blowing.”

  I giggled again, pushing him back, then forward. Back. Forward.

  Allowing me to set the pace, it went on like this for a few minutes until I was comfortable enough to let him take over.

  Bringing my hands up, I placed them on either side of my head, surrendering to him. Aiden linked our fingers as he continued to move inside me with slow, shallow thrusts.

  He dipped his head and kissed me. Delving into my mouth, his tongue stroked mine in time with every pump of his hips.

  “More,” I requested, breathless.

  He pushed deeper. Harder. The stretching sensation was still present, but the sting had faded away.

  Lips trailed along my jaw, then sucked at my neck. Turning my head to the side to give him better access, I let out a raspy cry as pressure built in my core.

  Now, this was the good stuff.

  Mind-blowing, here I come.

  One of Aiden’s hands left mine. Pinning my wrists above my head, he anchored me to the ground as his other hand went to my clit. Using his thumb, he drew fast circles there, taking my pleasure to another level, fast.

  Tilting my hips, I began moving with him, our bodies rolling together like a smooth wave.

  A shudder racked him, and he froze. “Fuck.”

  “What?” When all I got from him was a grimace, I challenged, “Truth dare.”

  “You already used yours today.”

  I leveled him with a look.

  “Fine,” he grunted. “I’m about to come. You feel too good. I can’t—”

  “It’s okay.” My lips curled up. “It’s not like this is the only time it’s going to happen.”

  “No, it’s not,” he said, determined. “In fact, I’ll be ready to go again right after this.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Seriously. Hold on and tell me if I’m being too rough.”

  He drove forward, going deeper than before, and I gasped as I squeezed his hands. He was going faster now, and the friction caused a new heat inside of me—a good one this time.

  Throwing my head back, I couldn’t hold in the moans of ecstasy as Aiden’s cock bottomed out in me over and over again.

  I didn’t want it to end.

  I’d just told him it was okay to come, but I couldn’t stop myself from begging him to last.

  “Don’t stop. Not yet. Just—just keep going for as long as you can. Please.”

  Aiden’s tortured moan joined mine, and the erotic sounds echoed in the cove. A symphony. Our song. I almost laughed, because our voices always did complement each other.

  “Look at me, baby.” Aiden’s harsh demand couldn’t be denied, and I locked eyes with the love of my life.

  My safe place and best friend.

  My deep end.

  And the reverent way he gazed back at me was filled with wonder and affection. Maybe even love.

  “Gonna come.” Screwing his eyes shut, Aiden groaned as his mouth crashed down on mine. Tongues dueled and teeth clacked in a messy, passionate kiss. Burying his cock as deep as it could go, he growled out my name against my lips. “Corrie. Fuuuuuck.”

  Aiden dropped his face next to my ear and let out one more raspy groan. His body stiffened and quivered before going still.

  Dead weight crushed my chest because he collapsed after that. Just became limp as a noodle. Well, except for his cock. That part of his body was still very hard.

  Despite the fact that I couldn’t breathe—who needed oxygen when you had Aiden Legend’s perfect dick giving you life?—I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed.

  Aiden pressed his sweaty forehead to my temple and placed a kiss on my jaw while humming out a sound of pure satisfaction.

  Then he lifted his head slightly to give me a slow, sensual melding of lips.

  A thank you.

  A promise for more.

  A declaration of words he hadn’t said yet.

  Sitting back on his heels, he slowly slipped his cock out of me, and I winced at the loss. My pussy was still throbbing, but not from pain—it was the looming orgasm banging around in there, desperate to get out.

  “I feel bad.” Aiden frowned, hissing as he tugged the condom off.

  Pushing myself upright, I gave him an incredulous look. “How cou
ld you possibly feel bad after that?”

  “No.” Shaking his head, he chuckled a little. “The sex was amazing—for me. And there’s the problem. You didn’t come.”

  “If it makes you feel any better, I’m really close. It won’t take much to get me there.”

  “Oh, I’ll get you there,” he responded, confident.

  In an attempt to tie off the condom, Aiden began stretching it, wrapping the base around his finger like a balloon.

  The tip of his tongue peeked out through his lips, and I smiled at the cute show of concentration. It’d been a long time since I’d seen him play guitar, but sometimes he did that when he was trying to figure out a chord by ear.

  He finally got the rubber through the loop and pulled the knot taut.

  And then the most unexpected thing happened.

  The condom must’ve been slippery, because there was a soft snapping sound and all of the sudden, it flew from his hand—straight toward my face.

  There wasn’t enough time for me to react to block it.

  With an audible thwack, it made contact with my skin and pain exploded above my left eyebrow.

  “Ow!” I fell backward. Shocked, my hand went to the stinging area as I gazed up at the blue sky.

  “Oh, shit!” Aiden’s panicked face was suddenly hovering inches above mine as he squeezed my cheeks with both his hands. He turned my head from side to side, searching for signs of an injury.

  I rubbed at my forehead, and I could feel a thin raised bump about a half an inch long already forming into a welt.

  “Are you okay?” Dismay overtook the panic when he saw where I was hurt. “God, I could’ve taken out your eye. I’m sorry. So, so sorry.”

  Before I could reply, he started showering every square inch of my face with rapid pecks as though he could kiss it better.

  I couldn’t help it—I laughed. I laughed until tears gathered in my eyes.

  Aiden continued his pursuit of healing, but a few seconds later he reared up and started frantically wiping at his lips.

  “What’s wrong?” I leaned up on my elbows.

  He made a disgusted noise. “I think the condom got cum on your face and now it’s in my mouth.” He gagged. “It’s salty.”

  I wiped at the corner of my eye. “Calm down. That’s a tear.”

  “Are you crying?” Humiliated and distraught, he gripped his hair with both hands. “I made you cry.”

  “Because I’m laughing so hard.” I was trying to get my giggles under control, but it was difficult.

  In fact, I was laughing so hard that I could no longer hold myself up. Clutching my burning abs, I fell over onto my side.

  “I don’t see how you can find this funny.” He scowled at the welt. “I hurt you. That’s gonna leave a mark for a while. I just gifted you with the worst first time in the history of ever.”

  “Only you.” I deepened my voice, mocking him with the same words he’d said to me in the jungle on our first date. “I swear this would only happen to you.”

  A thoughtful expression crossed his face. “No. You know, I bet this has happened to someone else before. They should put a warning label on those things.” He gestured to the used protection in the sand.

  I only laughed harder.

  “Dexterity—” I continued to tease him through gasping breaths. “—is kind of—my—jam.”

  Aiden’s lips twitched with a threatening grin. “Oh, you’re a comedian now. You want something to laugh about? I’ll give you something to laugh about.”

  He tackled me, his fingers going straight to my ribs, which happened to be my most ticklish spot. My giggles became squeals. We wrestled on the blanket until we rolled and I ended up on top, straddling him.

  Since we were both still naked, it didn’t take much for the playful moment to turn heated. Aiden’s semi-hard cock was resting against his lower stomach, and my wet core slid along its length when I sat up.

  My hands were splayed on his pecs and I rubbed my thumbs over his nipples.

  I’d always been attracted to that part of Aiden. They were small, brownish-pink, and I liked it when they got hard beneath my touch.

  I toyed with them some more, tweaking and pinching, and his dick twitched, growing harder between my legs.

  “Ready again?” I asked, hopeful.

  “If you are.”

  I reached into the beach bag and found another foil square. Ripping it open just like Aiden had done, I studied the round rubber as I brought it to his tip.

  “It seems kinda small,” I commented, then clarified, “The condom, not your penis.”

  Aiden chuckled.

  “It feels kinda small,” he said, then he added, “Both your pussy and the condom.” A pained grunt flew from his lips when I rolled it all the way down. “Seriously, though. I might have to see if I can find some that are bigger.”

  “As long as you don’t turn it into a slingshot, I’m good,” I joked.

  We both snickered. And just like that, the blunder from minutes before became… right.

  Fitting.

  Us.

  What could’ve been—should’ve been—a horribly awkward first time wasn’t awkward at all. Maybe because we were friends first. Maybe because what we had was the real deal.

  “What?” Aiden asked quietly, bringing his hand up to caress my cheek.

  “I just hope it’s always like this with us. Fun and comfortable.”

  “It will be.” His fingers left my face and he grabbed his cock, pointing it up. “Now come on my dick, just like you want.”

  A new rush of heat flooded my core.

  Leaning forward, I rose up and lined the head of his cock up with my entrance. I sank down carefully, allowing my tender insides to adjust to his size a second time.

  I was already getting sore, but I didn’t care. Not being able to walk right for a couple days was worth it.

  I gasped when Aiden was all the way in. I felt so full.

  The sight below me was the stuff dreams were made of. Aiden, on his back, hands resting behind his head. It was a casual pose, but the intensity in his eyes gave his emotions away.

  Dropping to give him a kiss, I pressed our chests together and started gently rocking my hips.

  The sex was better during round two.

  Aside from some minor residual tenderness, there was no pain, and I quickly learned I liked being on top.

  I was wetter than before, and Aiden’s cock was so warm and smooth.

  I felt every ridge as I slowly moved over him, letting his hard length almost slip from my opening. The swollen head hovered at my entrance before I sank back down, whimpering every time it nudged a place so deep. A place I didn’t realize existed in my own body.

  Aiden slipped a hand between us and pressed his thumb to my clit.

  “Right there,” I hummed. “Just press right there and let me move.”

  With the sensation of having him inside me, along with the stimulation on my clit, it didn’t take me long to feel the beginning spasms of my orgasm.

  My walls fluttered. Once. Twice.

  My lower belly tightened, and my thigh muscles locked up.

  Working my hips faster, I grabbed fistfuls of the blanket above Aiden’s shoulder.

  The digit on my sensitive bundle of nerves began moving back and forth, strumming me like a guitar string.

  Dexterity indeed.

  His talented fingers finished me off.

  My toes curled as a wave of ecstasy rippled through my entire body.

  Tipping my head back, I shouted out my release as I continued to ride Aiden, wringing every bit of pleasure from the orgasm that I could.

  As soon as the spasms subsided, I became so relaxed I felt weak. Large hands gripped my waist when I almost tipped over.

  “Corrie,” Aiden rasped. “I’m coming again.”

  Pulling me forward, he pumped my body on his cock a few more times before a long groan reverberated in the back of his throat.

  Fascinated, I watc
hed him. Lips parted. Sweat on his forehead. The cords in his neck straining.

  His cock seemed to swell, taking the pressure to new heights, and I could’ve sworn I felt his warm cum shooting off inside me.

  After the last shudders tapered off, Aiden grinned. I returned with a sleepy smile.

  Even though I had no energy left, I was already looking forward to doing this again as soon as possible.

  Aiden lifted me up, sliding his cock out, and placed me next to him.

  Satisfaction buzzed through my veins and my head flopped to his shoulder as I snuggled close. Panting, we didn’t say anything for several long seconds. Just basked in the afterglow of really good sex.

  “Uh oh.”

  Well, those weren’t the words I wanted to hear.

  I looked up at Aiden’s concerned face. “Uh oh? What, uh oh?”

  I followed his gaze to his softening erection. The ring of the condom was still secured around the base, but the rest of it? Shredded. Scraps of latex hung off, and it looked like the thing just split down the middle.

  Huh. Maybe that was why it felt so amazing toward the end.

  “Did you notice that it felt different?” I asked.

  Still lying down, Aiden wriggled it off with his left hand and held it up, frowning.

  “If you’re asking if it felt really fucking good, yes. But everything we did today was off-the-charts awesome. Plus, it’s not like I have anything to compare it to, baby.”

  Warm and tingly with happiness, I bit my lip. “You called me baby more than once today.”

  “Yeah, I guess I did.”

  “I like it.”

  “Then I’ll do it more often.” He swooped in for a quick kiss before getting up to kneel next to me. “Speaking of babies, I think we need to talk about this.” Ducking his head, he squinted at the cum seeping from me. “I don’t know what to do right now. I don’t want to scare you, but there’s a primal part of me that would love to see you pregnant with my child. But a bigger part of me wants you all to myself for a while—”

  “Hey,” I softly interrupted his anxious rambling, patting his forearm. “It’s okay. I’m on birth control.”

  He relaxed. “Good.”

  “And I don’t want to share you with anyone else right now either. You know how jealous I get.”

  A slow smile spread over his handsome face. “I really like that about you. Don’t ever change.”