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“It isn’t,” I reassure him, tugging at his hair to force him to look up at me. Both eyes seem dark now, his pupils dilated and his breath ragged as I grab his face to bring his lips up to mine. My voice is barely there when I whisper against them, “I want you.”
His kiss is fiercer now, his hands more insistent, and when my fingers curl at the waistband of his pants, hooking at his underwear to tug it all away, his answering hiss elicits a heartbeat somewhere other than my chest.
“Fuck,”he grinds out against my mouth.
It still does things to me, his mouth uttering filthy words, but wrapping my fingers around the hard, thick length of his cock does more. It twitches against my hand, throbs in my grip when I slide my fist down to pump him, and when I come back up to the tip, I can feel a slick wetness there that coats my palm.
Aiden leans back to watch me touch him, his hands finding my hips as his eyes remain fixed on me stroking him. His mouth parts as he lets out a shaky breath, and the way he seems to be hanging on to his control by a thread makes me feel oddly powerful.
“You’re going to make me come,” he groans.
I smile. “I think that’s the point.”
“I don’t want to come in your hand.”
My hand stills. I press my thumb against the wet slit at the head, purposefully coating it before I bring it to my mouth to lick it away before returning it to stroke him again, never tearing my eyes from his. “Where do you want to come, Aiden?”
He leans into me, his lips brushing against my jaw and his tongue hot against my skin. “Inside you.”
“We can—” We’re pressed so closely together that I can feel the heat of him against my belly, even through the cotton of my shirt. I reach for my shorts hastily with my free hand to try to shove them away. “I can get these off, if you’ll just—”
“We can’t,” he huffs, like it pains him.
Something inside me deflates. “Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”
“Iwantto,” he clarifies, “but I don’t have anything. Not here.”
“Oh.Oh.” I swallow nervously. I’m hyperaware that I’m stilltouching his cock. “I have an IUD,” I tell him. “And I’m not—I have regular checkups, so, if you wanted...”
He looks at me with wild eyes, and I watch them travel from my face all the way down to my hand that is still touching him.
“I do,” he says. “You have no fucking idea how much I do.”
“And do you... you know. Are you—”
“I’m clean,” he tells me.
“Oh. Well. If you want to—”
Placing his hands at my hips, lifting me in one motion as he turns to set me on the bathroom counter, seems like his answer. It takes him only seconds to roll everything down my thighs to leave me naked from the waist down. His fingers tease through my wet folds as my breath catches, and then I feel his other hand cupping my ass to pull me closer until the heat of his cock slots against me to actually take my breath away. His lips are at my throat again, kissing that spot I hadn’t even known could affect me like this, and his voice against my skin makes me shiver.
“Do you know how much I’ve thought about this?”
I shake my head, or at least I think I do. My brain feels fuzzy.
“Fuck, Cassie, you are”—he lets a finger slip inside me as my head falls back—“perfect.” The way he pumps his finger in and out of me feels like a tease, each push and withdrawal leaving me wanting more. “The things I want to do to this pretty pussy of yours.”
Jesus.
I haven’t heard him use that word since before I knew his name. I haven’t heard it since he whispered it to me through a computer speaker, in a time that feels so long ago right now.
I whine when he pulls his hand away, but it’s short-lived when I feel him settling between my legs, guiding his cock to nudge at my entrance. His mouth covers mine to swallow my whimper when he notches there, slowly easing inside to fill me, and he shushes me gently as I take all of him.
“Quiet,” he reminds me. “You said you could be quiet, Cassie. Remember?”
I feel myself clench around him, and if I weren’t already sitting, my knees might give out. It feels so reminiscent of another time, one where he’d whispered filthy things to me without even knowing it wasme, and it makes me all the more turned on. All the times I’d imagined this, what he’d feel like—none of it can compare to the real thing.
I nod breathlessly, feeling his shuddered breath wash against my lips.
