Page 35 of An Adventure For Aster

Raine didn’t want to be thought of as pure if that’s what was in his mind.

She wanted to feel like a woman.

She nudged his mouth open with hers, her tongue sliding in and aggressively attacking his.

He let out a moan in his throat and then brought her to her bed and laid her down on it, his body covering hers but not putting much weight on her.

Her hips lifted up to grind against him and she realized she was a lot closer to coming than she thought.

“Slow down,” he said.

“I don’t think I can. It’s been a while and I almost feel like I’ve got to get it over with.”

He leaned up and looked into her eyes. “Huh?”

“Sorry,” she said. “That came out so wrong. I need to get a release so I can focus on the rest. Right now I just want that and it’s clouding everything else in my brain.”

“You’re not supposed to be thinking during this time,” he said, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it on the floor. She found it funny since he was a neat freak. At least he wasn’t stopping to fold it and put it in the dresser.

She reached down and pulled his T-shirt off. He’d left his flannel shirt hung up with her jacket and his sneakers next to hers in her little foyer.

“Make me not think then,” she said.

But the minute his shirt was over his head, she saw the scar on his chest. Right over his heart and her heart stopped a beat.

“Don’t look at it,” he said.

“I can’t look away,” she said. “You could have died.”

“Yeah,” he said. “But I didn’t. And if you want to talk about it, we can after. I just said don’t think so if that means you have to close your eyes, then do that.”

He kissed her until her body relaxed and she sagged back on the bed, then he moved down her chest with his lips, his fingers pulling the straps of her bra down and sliding around to release it and pull it off.

When his mouth covered a hardened nipple, her hips lifted again.

“Aster. That is making it hard for me to relax and wanting you to hurry some more.”

He didn’t reply but moved down her ribs and her stomach, his fingers making fast work of her jeans and pulling everything off of her until she lay there naked.

She still had her eyes closed because she wanted to feel everything he was doing to her. The soft caress of his hands as they made their way up her legs and then hovered over her heat.

It wasn’t his fingers that touched her wet heat though, it was his mouth.

And he wasn’t gentle.

He wasn’t tender.

He went in hard, his fingers invading her fast. His tongue flicked at her swollen bud.

She arched up, shouted out his name and came almost instantly.

Holy cow, that had never happened before.

He kept it up too. Just going and going while her orgasm didn’t want to end.

But all wonderful things do come to an end and her hips sagged back on the mattress.

She felt the bed move and opened her eyes to see Aster undressing quickly and covering himself with a condom he’d pulled out of his wallet. She was going to tell him she had some too but didn’t need to.

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