I throw my head back and laugh, loving this silly simple moment between us. I’ve never felt so free. These are the kind ofthings we read about, things I saw my parents do and wished to experience one day.And now I’m living it… with Shane.
When my head comes back down and my laughter subsides, I find him gazing at me with love in his eyes. It makes my cheeks heat up and my throat become dry. “You’re so beautiful, Aubrey,” he says quietly like it’s a secret, one he wants to cherish and keep all to himself.
“What did you mean earlier? When you said I was just as obsessed with you as you are with me.” It’s been swimming through my mind, and I can’t seem to figure it out.
He sighs, but it’s not with annoyance. He stops our dance, takes my hand and leads me to a far cabinet at the end of the kitchen. When he pulls it open, I immediately recognize one of my airtight storage containers.
He pulls it out and places it in my hands. “Open it.”
I pull the container open and spot all the cupcake liners that used to be attached to the little treats I’d make him over the years. There are even little polaroid pictures of each cupcake before it was eaten. It’s super adorable.
“I know, it’s disgusting. I should throw them out before they rot… but they remind me of you. Just like that bowl of peaches on the counter.” He points to a beige bowl overflowing with fresh peaches. “I don’t even eat peaches, but I like smelling them in the morning because it makes me feel close to you.”
“Oh, Shane…”
Putting the container down beside us, I hurry over to my clutch and quickly pull out my wallet, digging through it until I find what I’m looking for. I hold up a small, laminated card, one side holding a personal note from him, the other red and white candy cane wrapping paper.
“I carry it with me everywhere I go just to feel closer to you,” I whisper, my heart pounding in my chest. “It’s not just mycondo, Shane. It’s everything. Everything I do, everything I buy, it always has something to do with you.”
Shane rushes toward me as I throw myself in his arms, sealing our mouths together in an explosive kiss. It quickly turns heated, and before I know it, I’m hoisted up on the counter as he presses himself between my legs, his thick erection rubbing against my aching core.
“I want you, Shane. Take me to your room,” I beg as he kisses down my neck.
“What about the food?”
“I don’t care, just turn it off. We’ll eat later. Please.” I’ve ached for him since Christmas; I can’t wait any longer.
He lifts me into his arms, after turning off the stove and oven, and carries me down a long hallway until we reach a door at the end. He told me it was a bedroom, but I didn’t know it was his. He pushes it open, and we walk into a vast bedroom containing a seating area with a fireplace and a huge TV.
He doesn’t give me much time to look at my surroundings before placing me at the foot of the bed. I quickly remove my dress and panties as he undresses himself, and by the time I’m done, he’s just pushing down his pants and boxers. I drop to my knees and fist him in my hands, not wasting time as I glide my tongue along his shaft and take him into my mouth.
“Oh God, Aubrey.” His head drops back, eyes closed with one hand in my hair.
I suck up and down his length, relishing his taste. I’ve wanted to do this again since the first time he stopped me. After a minute or two, his hand tightens in my hair and pulls lightly. “Aubrey, baby, I really don’t want to come in your mouth. I need to be inside you.”
I slip him out of my mouth with a wet pop, licking my lips and feeling a slight ache in my jaw. “I want that, too.”
He quickly picks me up and sets me on the bed before rushing over to one of the nightstands and pulling out a condom from the drawer. I take that moment to look around and notice a mirror to the side, giving a view of the bed.
I decide to be bold and turn onto my hands and knees, making the side of my body reflect in the mirror as Shane comes back while rolling the condom on. He watches me, then turns to the mirror with a knowing smirk. “You’re a little naughty, aren’t you, Angel?”
I nod, biting my lip as my body heats all over. “I want to watch you take me like this.”
“God, can you get any more perfect?” He kisses my back, his fingers slipping through my wet folds.
He pushes one in, then two. This time, the pleasure takes over immediately as he pumps them in and out of me a few times before positioning himself behind me. With one hand on my hip, I feel him at my entrance, seconds before he slowly pushes inch after delicious inch inside of me.
“Oh my God, Shane! That feels amazing.” I bite my lips, turning my gaze toward the mirror. He’s staring down at where we connect with such focus, it turns me on even more. I rock my hips back, wanting him to thrust inside of me, to move like he did last time.
He responds immediately, tightening his hold on my hips as he gains momentum. Within minutes of watching him let go on me, powerful thrusts that rock my body and make my insides tingle, my core begins to tighten and quiver around him.
“Shane, I’m going to come,” I tell him as he picks up speed, ramming into me as droplets of sweat form at his hairline. The muscles in his arms and thighs flex with every movement as he grunts and groans. It’s hypnotic to watch.
His head turns toward the mirror, gaze locking onto mine as I feel him thickening inside of me. “Angel.”
“Shane,” I whisper seconds before my body explodes with all-consuming pleasure, moaning and crying out as my arms give in and I collapse to the mattress. Shane keeps a firm grip on my hips and lifts my butt back up while my chest stays glued to the bed, plowing once, twice, then holding still as he empties himself into the condom with a loud moan.
Something in my mind flickers as the sudden wish that he was coming inside of me surfaces, but those are dangerous thoughts that I can’t be having. I’m not on birth control, and I’m too young to be a mother. I’m not ready for that just yet.
