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He crawled onto the bed again with a primal lust in his eyes, and he put his hand on my hip, moving my body underneath his. I gasped when he pushed his cock against my entrance and slid in before I could catch my breath again. He filled me up, and I trembled around him, my body aching with the need for him.

Aaron lowered his head and dropped kisses all over my face before he reared up again and bucked his hips.

I cried out when he pounded into me. His eyes locked on mine as he fucked me harder and harder so that I cried out with every thrust, the pleasure rolling over me in waves as the orgasm he’d teased to the surface erupted at my core.

It was incredible. I drowned in ecstasy, and all the while, Aaron was right here with me, his eyes locked on mine, his face inches away.

We weren’t fucking. This was so much more––we made love.

When I came down from my orgasm, I gasped and whimpered on the bed.

Aaron lowered his body onto mine, pinning me to the mattress. He was careful not to crush me, only to get as close as he could, and his heart hammered against my chest as we breathed hard in unison.

Aaron kissed me. He slid his tongue into my mouth, cupped my cheek, and stroked his fingers through my hair. His free hand found mine, and our fingers intertwined. He was buried inside me, and we were so close, so connected. This wasn’t just a fling. It wasn’t even a maybe when it came down to a relationship––this was so much more.

This really felt like it was ourforever.

Aaron slowly moved inside me again. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me and stroked slowly and sensually in and out of me. I felt every inch of him, and it was as if he was exploring every inch of me, too. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and held on as if it would merge us together. I would never let go.

Aaron wasn’t wrapped around me physically the way I was wrapped around him, but he was buried so deep inside me that I was his, and he was mine, and no matter what came, it wouldn’t tear us apart.

Aaron didn’t ask for a different position. He didn’t move other than slowly moving his hips so that he slid in and out of me. He kissed me and picked up the pace again. It was gentle at first, subtle so that I was only aware of the pleasure he created and not how he did it. As he bucked his hips harder and faster, his cock moved in and out of me with speed and urgency.

I cried out as Aaron hammered into me, his thrusts forcing my breath out of my lungs in the same rhythm. His lips were parted, his face riddled with concentration, and he grunted and groaned. The sounds of our sex––moaning, crying out, and grunting––filled the room.

Aaron pumped into me harder and faster still, finding a new gear. His strokes shortened, and his pace picked up yet again, and I cried out as he pushed me closer and closer to another orgasm––one so powerful I gave myself over to let it be what it was. Aaron pumped into me, and he was close. I could tell it by the way he wasn’t breathing, the way he bit his cheek. His eyes filled with a question, a need he desperately needed to be answered.

I grabbed his shoulders and dug my fingers into his skin. Aaron bit out a cry and buried himself deep inside of me. He cried out as his cock jerked inside me, and my orgasm exploded within me, too. We rode out the waves of pleasure together, holding each other for dear life. We were wrapped in a bubble. Nothing existed but me and him and the pure pleasure that bound us together.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the pleasure subsided and Aaron dropped his head into my neck. His hair was damp, and our skins were slick with sweat against each other.

Aaron lifted his head and planted a kiss on my lips again.

“I love you,” he said simply.

“I love you, too.”

He grinned at me before he rolled off me. He disappeared into my bathroom for a moment before he joined me on the bed again. He lay down on the mattress and pulled me tightly against him, nuzzling my neck.

“I could stay here forever.”

“You can,” I said with a smile. I thought of something, and my smile gave way to a frown. “Is Ben going to be okay with this?”

“He loves you.”

“Yeah, but this is different from me being his nanny. We have a lot of things to figure out.”

Aaron took my hand and kissed my fingers. “We’ll figure them out together,” he said.

I nodded and let that be. Together.

That was all that mattered.

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AARON

IwalkedintotheCavaliers Headquarters the next Friday.

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