But something is different this time.
Desperation curls in my gut, low and hot.
I’m gasping for air as a single word leaves my lips, panting and uneven, heavy with need.
“Please.”
Aiden pulls back just a little. He looks at me, eyes searching, pupils black and wide. “Please what?”
“Fuck me. Take my virginity, Aiden. Please.”
His jaw tightens. “Are you ready for that? Ready for me?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my heart pounding, burning in my chest. “I want you to be my first.”
Aiden looks at me like I am a saint or an angel, a mix of awe and hunger in his expression. Then he crashes into me, his kiss hard and full of need, and I lose my thoughts once again.
The world spirals away as he kisses me, his mouth on mine and then at my neck, my shoulder, my chest. My body burns, my core getting wetter as I’m caught up in what we’re doing, what we’re about to do.
My legs are already shaking, my body reacting to things I’m only thinking of him doing. I don’t know how long I’m going to last when he finally does push into me.
Aiden pulls my shirt off. I want this to go faster, so I fumble with my bra as he pulls his shirt off. We’re panting against each other, mouths crashing as we fall faster into this.
His hands grip my waist as he lifts me and sets me on my back on the bed. He kicks his jeans away, and I slide my hands over his bare chest, tugging him closer to me. He leans down to kiss me, searing heat overtaking every thought in my mind.
Aiden’s hands are everywhere. He teases my nipples as he kisses me, and I push against the bed, arching to meet his touch. I gasp a little, not caring what I sound like. The sound makes Aiden kiss me harder, almost bruising.
One of his hands pulls my panties off, and before I can look, I feel him sliding a finger against my clit.
“Oh, god!” I gasp, a cry escaping my lips as my hips jerk toward him. I want more, but he keeps me bound in place, hands on my wrists. He rubs my clit and draws me closer while he bites my lip. I know he’s just making me wetter, making me slick for his cock, but I can’t stand to wait.
Waves of electricity roll through my body. I shake and blink away tears, needing more. I can’t hold still any longer.
I strain against his grip and blindly reach for his wrist, guiding his hand down toward his cock. I think I mumble a plea, but I’m not sure. My words are swallowed as he kisses me.
Aiden shifts and rolls a condom on, and I feel the head of his cock press against my entrance, hot and hard.
“Yes,” I gasp, and then he drives into me.
The pressure is incredible. It’s almost painful, and I tense up for a second, instinct taking over, but he murmurs softly in my ear, telling me to open up for him, to let him in.
And I do.
It takes a couple of thrusts, but I feel it when he’s fully seated inside me.
We’re connected, bound. I can feel Aiden’s cock, feel my walls tighten around him. It makes my head spin, and I moan, shaking as my back arches off the bed.
I never want to lose this.
I never want to lose him.
Aiden thrusts slowly, each drive of his hips sending me further into bliss and making white spots flash before my eyes. I cling to his back, fingers digging into his skin.
He groans near my ear as I tighten when he pushes into me. I cling to him as he moves faster, harder, the intensity running through my body like lightning. Every thrust seems to hit something inside me, something unreachable that sends waves of pleasure through my body.
"Rose…"
Aiden grunts my name next to my ear, sounding almost tortured. He’s just as intoxicated by this as I am, and that realization makes me flush more, heat spreading outward from where it’s pooled low in my gut.
