The thought of going back to my quiet house, crawling into bed, and replaying the last several hours makes me nauseous. “Do I have to?” I ask quietly.
“What?”
“I don’t… I don’t want to be alone tonight.” The terror of losing a student and the hours of panic and concern have left me raw and scared. She might be back home safe and sound tonight, but I doubt the rest of us will sleep quite as easily. It’s a heavy reminder of how fragile things are and how easy it is to lose someone.
“Then stay here,” he offers, without any hesitation. “It’ll make the morning easier, anyway.”
I’m not sure that’s true, but I’m happy to pretend it’s the real reason.“Thanks.”
“It’s been too long since we’ve had a slumber party.”
CHAPTER 14
COVEY
Aidan’s body is a fucking furnace.
He’s also as hard as steel and pressed up against my ass.
It took me a moment to realize why I was so hot when I first woke up. Then I remembered inviting Aidan into my bed. One of us could’ve slept on the couch, but that’s ridiculous when the bed is plenty big enough for the two of us. It’s not like we haven’t shared a bed dozens of times. We were younger then, but the idea held.
Not once in all those previous times did I wake up with Aidan wrapped around me like I’m his stuffed animal. Nor did I have his morning wood rubbing against me. I’m currently holding perfectly still, afraid the slightest moment could give him the wrong impression.
Or my cock the wrong idea.
It took a long time for Aidan to fall asleep last night. He tried to be still and quiet, but I could tell he was awake,running the day back through his head over and over. I’d love for him to get to sleep in this morning and catch up on the rest he undoubtedly needs. A day with our families is not a break.
As much as I’ve desperately missed holiday time with my family over the past several years, I can’t say I minded having a quiet day to myself. And, well, it’s not like people in the Netherlands were having a Thanksgiving Day feast. There, it was just Thursday, which made it a lot easier to forget the whole thing.
Aidan mumbles something I can’t make out and scoots a little closer, rocking his hips against me. I bite my hand to keep from groaning. And now, his cock has found a home between my ass cheeks. Is there a guide for this? How do you deal with your fake boyfriend’s erection?
He wiggles a little, and a moan escapes my mouth before I even know what’s happening. “Covey?” Aidan’s sleepy voice echoes in the quiet room. As he shifts, he rubs against me again, then stills.
“Oh, shit.” He tries to roll away, but we’re so wrapped up in the sheets he doesn’t get very far. “Sorry. Fuck. Sorry.” It’s the first time I’ve heard a curse word come out of his mouth, which is both adorable and alarming.
“Don’t worry about it.” I try to adjust, pulling away from him slightly. The arm he has draped over my mid-section moves and ends up bumping against my cock. I can’t even claim morning wood at this point.I’ve been awake for a while now, and if anything, it’s only gotten harder. “Shit.”
“No, really, I’m so sorry. That doesn’t… I don’t usually…” He seems to be having trouble finding the end of that sentence.
It is killing me to keep my hips still, not to thrust against his palm. Jesus, fuck, this is awkward. “You know—” Thewords are out of my mouth before I can think too much about them.
“Yeah?” Aidan’s breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling visibly under the covers.
“We could… I mean, neither of us can see anyone else.” I can’t believe I’m even suggesting this, but right now, all my brain can think about is getting Aidan’s hand back on my dick.
“Like friends with benefits?”
“Yes, that.” I’ve had similar arrangements before, though significantly less complicated than whatever it is we’re doing. Rolling over, I find myself only a few centimeters from his face.I know we should stop and talk about things; talk this through when we aren’t both hard and desperate.But I’m not thinking at the moment. Instead, I move in slowly, giving him plenty of time to change his mind. When he doesn’t pull away, I breathe a sigh of relief.
The minute our lips meet, the silence of the room is overtaken by our moans. His body is magnetic, every inch of me seeking out places where we can connect.
I run my tongue over the seam of his lips, and Aidan immediately opens for me, our tongues tangling together. There are too many layers of clothing between us for me to get any friction, but it doesn’t stop me from trying. Frustrated and horny, I reach down and shove my sweatpants and briefs out of the way. When I reach for Aidan’s, I pause with my fingers on his waistband. “Okay?” I manage to get out in between frenzied kisses.
“Yes,” he moans, his hands joining mine to push his clothes away. “Please,” he begs as his hips thrust forward, his cock rubbing against mine after what feels like forever.
There’s a part of me that can’t believe I’m in bed with Aidan right now. I thought maybe it’d be awkward oruncomfortable, given that he’s been like a brother to me, but I can’t shake the feeling that this is where we’re meant to be.
The way it feels as my cock slides against his should be criminal. I’ve leaked enough to help lubricate us a bit, because there’s no way I’d stop right now to search for lube. I reach between us and wrap my hand around both our cocks. He’s longer than I am, but not quite as thick. I’d kill to have him stretched out on the bed so I could get a good look at him,take in the whole view. Hopefully, this isn’t a one-time thing. Next time, I’ll be able to go slow, take him apart a little at a time. This time is going to be over fast.
