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Aaron complied. He moved faster and faster, bucking his hips, and hammering his cock into me, and I cried out in erratic gasps as he gave me exactly what I was looking for.
He fucked me harder still, and a moment later, an orgasm crashed down on me, and I cried out with pleasure. The orgasm rolled over me in waves, and Aaron slowed down, letting me take it in, relish in it, roll in the pleasure and wrap it around myself like a blanket.
When I finally recovered, I looked up at Aaron with half-lidded eyes, and he cocked a grin at me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come for me,” he said, and kissed my lips.
“Do it again,” I whispered. “Take me.”
Aaron’s face changed, something primal taking over. He kissed me again, hard this time. His lips mashed against mine, and he pushed his hand into my hair, closing it in a fist. I gasped.
He suddenly flipped me over and gripped my hips, pulling me up, so I was on all fours. His strength was a turn-on, and his demands made me want him that much more.
Aaron gripped my hips, and he plunged into me again. I faced the fire, crackling in the hearth, flames licking around the wood, and Aaron fucked me from behind. I cried out with every thrust, my breasts jiggling, his balls slapping against my pussy, and the room filled with moans and groans and slapping along with the crackle of the fire––the soundtrack of our sex.
I came again. Aaron’s cock was impressive and rubbed up against all the right spots. I couldn’t help myself––I fell apart a second time. My arms collapsed, and Aaron held me up by my hips, still riding me.
He pulled out as suddenly as he’d lunged into me and took my arms from behind, helping me up. I stood on my knees when he cupped my breasts and kissed me over my shoulder. He stood and took my hand, pulling me up. He walked me across the room until my back was up against a wall, and Aaron hiked my leg up. I wrapped it around his waist. He pushed into me again, and I cried out when he pushed me against the wall, fucking me upright.
His face was just above mine, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He kissed me again, much more intimate than when he’d been fucking me from behind, hot as it was.
He pumped into me faster and faster, and his breath came in shallow gasps. He grunted, his face riddled with concertation and lust.
I trembled, my legs turning into jelly, but Aaron held me up.
“I’ve got you,” he said.
I nodded, and he kissed me again, sucking my lower lip into his mouth. He scraped his teeth along it, and I cried out when another orgasm crashed into me. With a few more short strokes, Aaron was right there with me with a sharp cry. He pushed into me as deep as he could, and I felt him jerk and pulsate as he released.
We rode out the orgasm together, connected, closer than I’d ever been with anyone before. The small voice at the back of my mind wanted to question the feeling, to tell me that I was doing something wrong, that I had to think twice, but I pushed it away. I wouldn't let it interfere.
Finally, Aaron pulled out and let my leg down. I stood on shaky legs, breathing hard.
“Come here,” he said, and we walked back to the fireplace, where we lay down on the fur. He pulled me against him and put his arm under my head. We lay together in the golden hue of the flames.
Aaron traced his fingers over my body, gently caressing me. Slowly, my breathing returned to normal, and my heart rate slowed. I looked up at him, staring into his dark eyes.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he said.
“What am I thinking?”
“That we shouldn’t have done this.”
“It complicates things.”
He nodded. “It does, but I feel something when I’m around you that I’ve never felt before, and I’m not going to keep running away from it. At least, not right now. This week we’re removed from reality, so I want to do what I want to do without thinking about anything else. I always think about everything else.”
I cupped his cheek. “What happens this week can stay in this week.”
I wanted more, but I wouldn’t get more from Aaron. I knew that.
I would give him what he wanted––the no-strings-attached situation he usually went for. It was stupid of me. I only set myself up for heartbreak, but we were both grownups, right?
If Aaron could manage his heart, and keep himself guarded enough to let things end quickly, then so could I.
At least this time, I knew what was coming––I knew who Aaron was and how he played the game.
I wouldn’t get hurt because, unlike with Mike, I wasn’t waiting for a happily ever after.
