Page 38 of Fumbled Past


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“But you already told me you didn’t want me and that kiss was a mistake.”

He doesn’t remove his gaze from mine as he responds, “It was a lie. I just didn’t know what to do. I’ve known you almost my entire life. We shouldn’t kiss …”

He leaves his words lingering in the air.

“But?”

He yanks me the last few inches to where I’m standing between his legs, so close to him that I can feel his breath on my neck.

“But it’s all I fucking think about.”

He places his hand on my cheek, and I instantly fall into it.

“Do you think about it too?” he asks with a hopeful expression on his face.

I nod, and he takes that as the only invitation he needs. He stands up and presses his lips to mine in the same way he did at Gabe’s house all those months ago.

Last time caught me off guard, and I was in shock that I was kissing Aaron, but now, I know it’s all I want, and I can’t seem to get enough. This is what I remembered and what has made this situation so frustrating. Though I’ve tried to fight it this entire time, something about our kiss felt very right.

It’s amazing how just the simple touch of his lips to mine does things I’ve never felt inside. I don’t understand them, but I know I want more of it.

All of it.

He turns us so I’m positioned with my back to the bed and slowly lowers me as he climbs on top.

I came in here to get my sweatshirt, but all of a sudden, I’ve gone from cold to scorching hot, and I need to take it off.

When his hand slips under my sweatshirt and touches my skin, the fire I’m feeling inside burns even hotter, and I pull away from him, begging him to remove it completely. He does, and the cool whoosh of air covers my body in goose bumps but for so many more reasons than being cold.

Aaron stares at me from only inches above my face. I know what we’re doing isn’t the smartest thing, but no part of me wants him to stop. In fact, I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life.

I give him a slight nod, letting him know I’m here with him on this and I have no intention of stopping him. Watching his eyes turn dark with a desire that I’ve never seen in him makes my entire body come alive even more. When he leans down to kiss me again, I know all gloves are off, and there’s no going back.

I slide my hands under his shirt, and he reaches up behind him to remove it before smashing his lips back onto mine. As his tongue swipes against me, he thrusts his body into me, and I instantly open my legs wide, inviting him in closer.

Our hands are on exploring missions as we touch, feel, slide, and grope all over each other. I’ve never felt so greedy in my life, but no matter what I do, I can’t get enough of him. Even though we’re skin to skin up top, I still feel like I need him closer.

His fingers go to my sleep shorts, and he slides them down with ease as I reach up and unbutton the jeans he’s wearing.

Those are a little harder to get off than mine, but we kick them off as fast as we can so we can get back to exploring each other in ways that we’ve never known possible.

We’re only in our underwear, and the thin layers of cotton are proving to be way too much for what we really want.

He holds himself above me with one hand while the other holds the firefly necklace in his fingers.

“I told you that night I’d always be here with you,” he says barely above a whisper. “I really meant it, Sadie. You’ve always been it for me.”

I lean up to kiss him as he presses himself into me, and all I can think about is how much I want him to rip through the only barrier that’s keeping us apart.

He lifts his lips away from mine, and I almost let out a whine, begging him not to stop, when I realize he’s going for his wallet to grab a condom.

Fear hits me hard as I realize having him wear a condom was the absolute last thing that was going through my mind. All I can think about is how glad I am that he came prepared as I watch him put it on after taking his boxers all the way off.

His eyes meet mine as he laces his fingers through my panties and slowly slides them down my legs. I lie here, completely naked in front of my best friend, without a care in the world because all I want is him to be close to me. Inside me for the first time.

His hand glides into mine as he positions himself on top of me and next to my entrance. With the slowest of ease, he slips himself inside me, letting out the deepest moan I’ve ever heard fall from anyone’s lips.

I grip his shoulder tight with one hand as he squeezes my other hand, feeling like he’s ripping me apart. It’s both amazing and torturous at the same time.

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