Chapter 3
The bed was incredibly soft.
Aaron, on the other hand, incredibly hard,
He sat over me with his knees at my sides, looking down into my eyes while he slowly undressed. Just a glimpse at the waistband of his under wear was enough to send me into a haze.
He was so fucking sexy.
He didn’t have much body hair, giving a clear view of his toned chest. well-delined muscles, and -I knew it! – six-pack abs. His body would put male models everywhere to shame.
Aaron leaned down to stare at me. One hand rested on the side of my face, while the other got to work skillfully unbuttoning my top The slowed pace made me deeply regret my choice of clothes.
Once it was finally undone, he glanced down at my body and paused. When his eyes met mine again, they were filled with lust.
Underneath my shirt-dress, I was only wearing a skin-tight camisole. I’d borrowed Cinder’s brand new silk halter top. It was white with black lace trim, with an extremely low neckline to accentuate my bust. Through the thin material, you could clearly make out the pink of my nipples. The hem was barely long enough to cover my panties,
I watched his Adam’s apple bob and felt a hand slide around my waist, gently tickling through the fabric. He asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this alright?”
I held my tongue, biting my bottom lip. My hand was weakly pressed against his chest. It was too hot. He was too hot. Hot and hard. My heart pounded in my chest, and when I felt Aaron’s racing under my fingertips, I couldn’t help but moan.
He didn’t bother lifting my skirt, instead slipping his hand under the fabric. It came to a tantalizing stop at my breasts, his long index finger tracing my curves, sending a shiver down my spine.
I caught his hand, my breath unsteady “Stop teasing me. Please.”
I just wanted to have sex, not make love
Aaron raised his evebrows slightly Then he took my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his leg and along his inner thigh, and held it to his hardened length through his jeans.
his hot breath as he whispered in my car.
protest I had died
chuckle and slid his fingers down to my thighs,
kiss and lick and suck on my neck, and I reflexively shied away. I didn’t want
my collarbone, then further down to my chest. He seemed to be
I felt him hook a finger into my panties and
him lift his hand, smiling gently His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me as if I were the
haven’t even had a chance to play with your clit, darling “And with that, his thumb finally made its
other hand up the curve of my bare
His tone was seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my un controllable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze all you want once my cock is
could only whisper as I begged, “Please… Please give
through the thin silk of
hard, darling.” His voice began to tremble
I managed. I didn’t want to hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was the truth, but the intense
of my revenge aroused me beyond anything I’d
worked its way inside, and I felt it exploring and massaging all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he gently with drew his finger
He cocked his head and smiled innocently. “In fact, it looks like
and dragged it slowly over his fingers, silver threads pulling at the edges
with Vincent, I was never so desperate for it. Yet right now, I could only focus on Aaron’s length nestled between my legs, grinding against me through his
camisole off of me, his lips trailing down from my breasts to my stomach. I
low and felt him through his jeans as he ground his hips into mine. “Right here in my bed…” He panted, pulling down his pants and finally freeing his cock. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice him get it out-and in one
his fingers, there was still that initial painful stretching. This tomcat was absolutely living up to his reputation
His comfort able expression was
reminded me as
came out broken. “I