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“I overthink everything,” he said and planted kisses on my lips in between his words, punctuating them. “When I’m out without Ben, drinking, knowing that I don’t have to wake up in the morning and be a dad right away, I stop thinking. I allow myself that courtesy because, God, I’ll drive myself insane. You should do that, too. Stop thinking.” He slid his hand onto my breast, and I gasped. “Just feel.”
His logic made all the sense in the world.
We rode the elevator to the penthouse at his apartment building and crashed through his door, tangled together. We stumbled and tripped over each other until we were in his apartment, and he’d kicked the door shut.
He tugged at my clothes, undressing me. I unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off his shoulders, pushing it to the ground along with the blazer he wore. I’d stopped thinking about everything in the cab, and all I wanted now was to have him on top of me, all over me, inside me. I ached for him.
Aaron walked me toward the living room, and we collapsed on the couch together. I was down to only my underwear after he’d peeled my pants down my legs and tugged my shirt over my head.
He planted kisses down my neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. I gasped and moaned when his lips found the delicate skin on my breasts. He pulled down one cup of my bra and sucked my erect nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it, sucking and kissing. I moaned as he sucked on one nipple, his free hand kneading and massaging my other breast.
When Aaron ran his hands around my waist, I arched my back, and he unclasped my bra and tossed it to the side. He dove back in, kissing, licking, and sucking my breasts and nipples until I’d been reduced to a trembling puddle of need.
Aaron abandoned my breasts, working his way down my body. He planted kisses on my ribs, and my stomach, and licked a line along the waistband of my panties. He hooked his fingers into them and pulled them down.
Aaron spread my thighs with his hands when my panties joined my bra somewhere on the floor. He glanced up at me with dark eyes, filled with a primal need before he lowered his head and closed his mouth around my pussy. I cried out when he flicked his tongue over my clit, trembling as his onslaught sent jolts of pure pleasure through my body. I pushed my hands into his dark hair and bucked and rolled my hips against his face, riding him as he sucked me.
I crept closer and closer to an orgasm, pleasure growing at my core.
Aaron moved one hand from where it rested on my thighs and pushed two fingers into me.
I cried out and writhed on the couch as he finger fucked me and licked and sucked my clit. At the same time, his attention to my clit and my g-spot divided my attention, making the orgasm subside for a moment, but the pleasure increased and more than doubled, and I moaned and squirmed as Aaron pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
The orgasm erupted inside of me, pleasure exploding at my core, rocking through my body in waves of ecstasy. Aaron moaned against my pussy as I bucked my hips and the deep reverberations of his voice hummed through me, only intensifying the orgasm that crashed into me like waves on the sand.
I gasped when I finally came down from my sexual bliss.
Aaron withdrew his fingers and kissed his way up my body again, planting his lips firmly on my mouth. I tasted myself on him when he slid his tongue into my mouth.
He was still wearing pants, and I reached for his belt. It took concentration to undo it while my body quivered with the aftermath of my orgasm, and his tongue in my mouth made it hard to think about anything at all, but I managed to undo his pants, and I reached into his boxers. His cock was thick and hard, the skin scalding hot and smooth as I gripped the shaft. He groaned when I ran my fingers up and down his shaft, pumping my hand up and down harder and faster. I mimicked the sex I wanted, and Aaron gritted his teeth.
He pulled away from me and stood. He pulled down his pants and kicked them off, and I stared at his body. He was perfect in every way, a body sculpted by the angels, an Adonis, sent to earth for mere mortals like me to drool over, to dream over, to ache for.
“Come,” Aaron said and took my hand. He pulled me up and led me through the apartment. I was here every day of the week, spending time with Ben, but with lights dimmed, the darkness pushing against the windows outside, and the two of us walking naked through the house, it wasn’t the kid’s home I knew during the day. It had become an adult’s playpen.
For just a second, I imagined what it would be like if Aaron fucked me on every surface.
Aaron didn’t let me think about much for too long. When we reached the master bedroom, he lifted me onto the bed, and I yelped when he dropped me onto the mattress. His muscles bulged and rippled under his skin as he walked to the nightstand. His hard cock bobbed as he walked.
I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to feel the size of him, roll my tongue over his thick head, and take him in as deep as I could.
He took out the foil of a condom and ripped it open. He rolled it over himself with practiced ease and climbed onto the bed with me. The mattress dipped under his weight.
When Aaron hovered over me, my legs fell open for him, and he pushed into me. I groaned with pleasure as his thick cock slid into me, and my body stretched to accommodate him. As if he was well aware of his size, he stopped moving when he’d pushed into the hilt so that I could adjust. I trembled around him, gasping, my breathing shallow and erratic.
His dark eyes locked on mine, his lips parted, his breathing as hard as mine.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
I blushed. He was buried inside me and commenting on my looks.
I didn’t know what to say, but Aaron moved inside me, and I stopped trying to respond. I cried out when he pulled back and pushed into me again.
He moved slowly a few times, his strokes sensual. He planted kisses all over my face, and I relished the warmth that came with his attention. Aaron didn’t just treat me like a piece of meat, fucking me so that he could get off. He was warm, sensual, and present, making eye contact, kissing, and complimenting. It was different than I’d had before, even when I’d been in a long-term relationship.
Aaron picked up his pace. He moved faster and faster, pounding into me. He bucked his hips, and I cried out and moaned in rhythm with his fucking as he stroked in and out of me, his speed increasing yet again.
I gripped his chiseled shoulders, holding on for dear life as he rode me. As he held himself up, I felt the muscles move, and another orgasm started at my core. The orgasm racked my body, and I came undone at the seams. Despite the pleasure rolling over me, Aaron didn’t hold back. He continued pounding into me, and I cried out and moaned as the orgasm only intensified.
