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Aimon leaned in, pausing before brushing his lips over mine. The connection was no different than before. My body came alive, learning forward so that I could deepen the kiss. At the brush of Aimon’s tongue, I dug my nails into the shirt covering his chest.
Whatever he’d been thinking clearly registered as his head jerked back. Again…that look. The one that said he wasn’t sure how to feel.
“I’m sorry.” I pulled back just to see his eyebrows draw in in frustration. His lips came back to mine almost crushingly.
“Fay.” Aimon pushed back the covers, sliding me to my back to settle on top of me. Pressure between my legs eased them apart. When his hand pushed up my nightgown, I tensed.
“Aimon, wait.”
His face hardened, but not angrily. We were both conflicted, and it showed.
“You’re scared after the last time. Do you want to start off on top?”
“I’m not afraid because of that. I liked it. It’s just…”
“You’re scared.”
“You’re not? I’m not on birth control. I know the chances are slim giving the stage of my cycle, but…”
“No, you’re right. I don’t know what I was thinking. I really should go to bed anyway. It’s getting late.”
Was I supposed to say, okay? Agree? I wasn’t sure I should have said anything at all. Did I want to stop? My mind was spinning. What was one more time if we were safe?
My fingers gripped tighter to his shirt.
“You don’t want me to leave.”
Was I shaking my head? God I was. And a little too eagerly.
Aimon ground his hips into my inner thighs, pushing the hardness of his cock against me. My moan was automatic, multiplying into breathless whimpers as he slid his tongue against mine. What shouldn’t have happened, ignited. Aimon broke from my lips, tearing his shirt over his head.
“Last time.”
“Last one.”
I locked my arms around his neck, pulling him back to me as he fought to push down his own pajama pants. When he broke our connection to jerk my nightgown over my head, I didn’t say a word. I only counted my heavy breaths.
One. Tw—
His mouth found mine, only to break free. “It doesn’t matter anyway. I mean, it’s probably too late for anything to become of it, right? That’s what you were saying?”
“Yeah.”
Again, he took over my mouth.
Eagerness.
Impatience.
They were like chocolate or caffeine. Neither of us could get enough as we greedily held to each other. And I was okay with that, for the moment.
“Fuck you taste good.”
Pressure pushed into my entrance, only for him to pull back and do it again. I gasped, feeling my wetness assist in the pleasureful, teasing thrusts. Maybe he was giving me time to stop him. Maybe he was trying to stop himself. All my mind was doing was screaming for more.
Aimon broke from my lips, turning my head to the side as he began to suck and nibble against my throat. Wider I spread my legs, desperate for more. Roughness from the new stubble made a trail against my skin as he lowered his hand to my chest, and then down to my breast. When his palm cupped the fullness, my entire body locked from the pain. Pressure pressed against my nipple and my eyes flew open, alarmed by the tender sensations.
“Aimon.” I wiggled under his weight, confusion growing as he lifted.
