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“Wow,” I say again, laughing. Pointing to the nightstand next to the bed, I add, “I bought condoms.”
A low chuckle escapes him. “In a hurry?”
“Yes,” I say with a nod.
Too slowly, he leans over me to reach for a condom. His chest is above me, and I can’t help letting my fingers run over his muscular stomach.
Before I know it, his mouth is on mine again, this time with a hunger I’ve never seen from him. He claims my mouth, my neck, my collarbone, my shoulder, and everywhere his lips touch adds fuel to the fire burning inside of me.
He points to my bathing suit top. “Off.”
It doesn’t sound like a question, but I quickly nod anyway. Within a matter of seconds, my top is on the floor.
Sucking in a breath, he groans. “Fucking hell, Claire.”
I’m not used to anyone looking at me the way he is. Like he wants to possess me but feels like he’s at my mercy. But I love it.
Pulling at the ties of his boardshorts, I say, “Off,” as he stares down at me. His mouth quirks and he obliges.
Tearing the condom wrapper with his teeth, he easily rolls it on, but before he presses into me, he kisses me again. “You’re beautiful.”
I wrap my legs around him, and he takes the hint. Slowly, he pushes into me, his lips swearing against my skin as he does. Once he’s fully inside me, I can’t hold back the sound that escapes my throat. Burying his face in my neck, he starts to move, his teeth biting down on my shoulder as he does.
Then he stops.
“Aiden?”
“Just give me a second,” he breathes. Looking at me, his blue eyes almost completely swallowed by black, he says, “There are a lot of things I’d like to do to you.” He starts to move in and out of me, and the feeling is enough to make my head fall back, a moan escaping me. “And I wasn’t expecting you to feel this fucking good.”
And I get it.
Because I wasn’t expecting him to feel this good either.
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Aiden
Incessant buzzing pulls me from my sleep. Taking my free hand, I rub my eyes and glance around the room. My other arm lies stuck under Claire. The phone that woke me buzzes again in the other room, and I close my eyes, willing it to stop.
I had her in every room of this Airbnb.
And I’m exhausted.
I don’t know how long we’ve been here, but we’re on the living room floor, Claire’s arms wrapped around me. I lost track of how many rounds we went, but it was enough to make us both crash. She’s still asleep. Her breathing slow, and her body heavy against mine.
This past year, I’ve been gambling with a string of one-night stands and casual hookups, and now, because of sheer, dumb luck, I feel like I’ve won the jackpot. With Claire, it’s more than just physical—and the physical is still mind-blowing. I want to cherish this girl. She has me thinking about stupid, sappy shit.
Like how I want to hold her hand.
And take her on dates.
That being said, she’s also the best sex I’ve had.
Holy fucking shit is she the best sex I’ve had.
I thought Sam and I had a good sex life, but with her, it was more like a game of cat and mouse. We were always trying to one-up each other, making it more like a competition than anything. Jasmine and I even had a good thing going for a while, but it was more comfortable than anything else.
Claire isn’t afraid to openly react to things, and just thinking about those reactions makes me want to wake her up and go again.
