Page 31 of Recipe for Romance

Rolling her beneath him, Aiden kissed her deeply before moving to her ear, nibbling on the lobe. “I want you so badly, but I want this to last,” he whispered. Peppering kisses along her jaw, Aiden moved south and set up camp at the junction of her neck and shoulder, lapping at her skin like a starved cat. Nic squirmed under him, her nails lightly scratching at his back while her hips swirled against his, the movement making his cock weep. “You’re trouble.” The words were muttered against her skin before Aiden pinned her down with the weight of his body and continued his ministrations.

“Not fair,” she whined breathlessly.

Aiden leaned up to kiss the pout off her lips before going back, this time lower to nip at her collarbone before he started worshipping the gorgeous mounds of her chest. He licked and sucked at her pretty pink nipples until they hardened into buds, blowing against them and watching goosebumps break out over her skin before going back for more. Her breath stuttered as he sucked one hard bud into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth as her hands clasped the back of his head tightly.

Aiden kept going, not letting up on his attack. He moved from one breast to the other and back, massaging, sucking, and biting until her breath was coming so rapidly that he thought she might pass out. The next words out of Nic’s mouth were a cry of pleasure, Aiden smiling against her silky skin as he listened to her come from the foreplay alone. It wasn’t something that he had witnessed before, and he wasn’t arrogant enough to think that he was the only reason for it, but he did feel a little bit prideful at having contributed. Still, he was never one to stop at the first sign of a job well done.

Aiden smiled as he watched her chest heave, then kissed his way south, swirling his tongue over her soft stomach and nipping at her hipbone before he pushed his shoulders between her legs. Nic’s fingers were still in his hair, twisting into the waves and urging him forward. He chuckled at her eagerness, parted her slick folds, and ate her like he was a starving man and she was the first breadcrumb he’d seen in weeks. His mouth covered her as he sucked at every inch of her most intimate part, mapping her folds, remembering every time she hitched her breath at his movements, and memorizing it to repeat later on.

Aiden licked at her in long, languid strokes, thoroughly enjoying himself but backing away anytime she got the slightest bit close. When her breath came in rapid succession once more, he added a finger, then another until he was three deep into her core, twisting and curling them until she released more sweet honey for him to feed on. Nic was delicious, and he would happily rely on only her juices as nourishment for the rest of his life.

“You taste like apricots,” he mumbled, licking her off his lips. He would never be able to bite into the fruit now without thinking of this, picturing the juices that would drip down his chin as hers.

“Please,” Nic whimpered. Her fingers pressed him into her center until all he could smell was her. It was intoxicating and Aiden pressed his face deeper, hoping he would smell like her for days. “Please. I need it. I need more.”

Aiden moved north, sucking her clit between his lips and drawing another long moan from her mouth as her muscles tightened. He felt her coil tighter and tighter until finally, Nic snapped, her back bowing off the bed as he continued to eat and finger her through one orgasm and into another. “Ah,” she cried out again.

Aiden fully expected Nic to shove him away, but she held him steady. She was insatiable, and he loved it. His cock was swollen and angry, leaking against his trunks as his balls drew up tightly, but he shoved his own want aside once more to give her what she needed. He wasn’t a selfish lover, but he’d never been this generous with someone else before. Aiden couldn’t help it with Nic. Taking care of her gave him more pleasure than any orgasm could.

Gripping her hips, Aiden pulled her against him, nearly cutting off his own air supply as he ravaged her with his tongue, his lips, and his teeth as she sobbed her release, the gratified sound music to his ears. Aiden had every intention of not stopping, but she finally slapped his shoulder. Licking his lips, Aiden crawled up her body until he was above her once more, smiling at the flush on her skin and the blissed-out look on her face.

Dreamily, she opened her eyes, her contented smile warming the heart he was fairly certain no longer belonged to him, but to her. “Thank you,” she breathed out.

Aiden brushed her dampened hair away from her face, his eyes cataloging every tiny feature. “You’re welcome,” he told her, kissing a tiny freckle near her right eye.

Nic’s eyes closed again and her breathing slowly returned to normal. It seemed like she was nearly asleep, and Aiden simply watched her in repose, not thinking about his aching dick again until he felt her hand tighten around it through his trunks. Aiden gasped as she palmed him, putting just the right amount of pressure to relieve the pain and heighten it at the same time.

She peeked an eye open slightly, smiling wickedly at him. “This is nice, but I think it would be better if you lost the trunks.” Rolling off her more quickly than his aging body would like, Aiden shucked his underwear and tossed it to the side. Nicole chuckled, sliding her sweat dappled skin over his. She ran her fingers up and down his chest, playing with the hair and purring like a kitten. “I’m clean, and I’m on the pill,” she told him.

Aiden had never been with anyone without using a condom, never trusting anyone without that extra layer of protection, but one look into her cocoa eyes told him he could trust her. “I’m clean too.” Feeling every inch of her was something he wanted more than his next breath, and when she grabbed his cock, slowly sliding down until he was fully engulfed by her tight heat, his breath left him entirely. “Fuck,” he grunted, gripping her hips hard. She was so tight, so warm and wet that he hoped he lasted long enough to enjoy it.

Nic hummed a reply before shifting, her center squeezing him as she rolled her hips like the waves of the ocean. Aiden nearly drowned in the wonderful sensations it sent throughout his body, reminding him of the sounds of the kitchen. His heart beat like a cleaver against a woodblock, his blood hummed like a preheating oven. As Nic’s pace increased, his skin sizzled like cold butter on a hot pan and his chest fluttered like sauce at a low boil. His hands roamed over her body, trying to memorize the feel of her as she drove him higher. Everything she did felt amazing, but it was the small, sweet gesture of placing a feathery kiss just over his heart that triggered his release.

Aiden wrapped his arms around Nic, holding her as tightly as he dared while he spilled into her. He grunted as he drove his hips up into her over and over until he eventually softened, wishing he was younger so they could go again immediately. Content with waiting an hour or so, he laced his fingers into her hair and drew her into another kiss. His breathing was ragged, but Aiden found that he didn’t need air quite as much as he needed her lips on his. Unfortunately, his brain disagreed and he eventually broke the kiss, running his hands over her back as she lay against his chest.

“Thank you,” he told her. The words didn’t adequately convey how grateful he was for her not only taking a chance with him, but for also giving him the best night of his life. Even though they weren’t enough, the words were ones he’d conveyed so infrequently that they held real meaning for him. Hopefully for her, too.

Nic rested her chin on his chest, a satisfied but curious expression on her face. “I don’t know how I feel about you saying thank you.” She leaned her head against his chest again, her fingers playing with the hair there once more. He’d never been a fan of his chest hair, always feeling more like an otter than any man ought to, but if she was into it, he was happy to keep it around. “I’m all about the gratitude, but it doesn’t really seem like you.”

Aiden tilted her head up to face him, kissing her forehead. “Maybe I’m trying to be better.” He was, and he could even feel himself getting there with each passing day. He would never be perfect, but hopefully he could be enough for her.

Nic’s lips brushed his lightly before she resumed her sprawling. “Don’t change too much,” she commanded. “I kind of like you as you are.”

That would make her one of the few, but then again, wasn’t that one of the reasons why he liked her? Nic seemed almost completely unfazed by his typical unpleasantness, rolling her eyes gently at his grumpiness before offering a simple solution. It was refreshing, and even though she might tire of him eventually as everyone did, he couldn’t help but want to keep her around until then.

As her breathing evened out and her soft snores reached his ears, Aiden smiled and drew the sheets over them. If she did leave, it would crush him even more than he’d thought just an hour ago, but it would be worth it. Having her only for a little while would never be enough, but at the end of the day, at least he would have the wonderful memories they’d created together.

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