Page 65 of His to Cherish
A low groan rumbled from my throat and my head pressed into the pillows beneath me.
I’d never felt so full. Not in my entire life, and it wasn’t only because of the way he felt inside of me as he began to move. It was because of the way he looked at me—like I was a newfound treasure and he never wanted to let me go.
His hips rolled and shifted, finding the perfect place to send my body shaking and finding its release almost immediately.
I planted my feet on the bed next to his hips, opening my legs wider, taking him deeper, and let loose an animalistic groan.
My chest arched into him and he dropped to his elbows next to me, his thrusts becoming fiercer and more frantic.
“Aidan! Oh!” My hands dug into his shoulders right as fire coursed through my body.
My hips shook and my orgasm hit me in a sudden rush, my body bucking wildly beneath him.
“Oh my God.”
“Fuck,” he groaned as his hand clamped around my breast. He stared at me, holding my gaze as his own orgasm hit—hips pumping into mine, hitting the end of me before he stilled, releasing inside of me.
My body gave a final quiver as I watched him.
“Hell,” he finally said, dropping his sweat-lined forehead to my shoulder.
My hands wrapped around his lower back. His breath came as quick and irregularly as mine and I surrendered to the moment, enjoying the feel of the weight of his firm body surrounding me.
There were no words to describe what I had just experienced, but as I was beginning to calm down enough to speak, nerves began creeping in.
He seemed speechless, too, and neither of us spoke until he finally slid out of me and lifted me onto his lap, brushing my hair off my cheeks.
Then he leaned down and tenderly dragged his lips against mine.
There was a lightness in his features that hadn’t been there previously and I smiled against his lips. I had done that to him.
I’d helped ease whatever pain he was feeling, and my heart fluttered happily when he returned my smile.
“You’re incredible,” he whispered.
“I think you get all the credit for that one.”
He smiled this time, pressing his lips against mine again in a lingering kiss. When he finally pulled back, he pressed me to his side.
“Let me get cleaned up. I’ll be right back.”
I watched him head to the bathroom, a soft smile stretching my lips, unashamedly staring at the man who was absolutely beautiful…in or out of clothes.
—
I’d just gotten dressed when Aidan came out of the bathroom, naked as the day he was born. He dug through a dresser and pulled on a fresh pair of boxers.
I watched, my jaw dropping while he dressed in front of me, and lust pooled in my mouth. Or maybe it was drool.
I quickly swallowed it and turned away when the alarm on my phone beeped, signaling a text.
“Oh no,” I gasped, blood draining from my cheeks as I saw Beth’s name.
We’re at the hospital. Can you please come? Shane won’t talk to anyone.
“What is it?” Aidan asked.
He must have recognized my look of fear, because he took two quick, large steps and was in front of me, reaching for my phone.
