Page 59 of Unmasking Love
I whimper because I am but in this position I feel impossibly full. I feel it in my belly. In my throat, where I’m gasping for air.
His abs fire as he stays in a curled up position to guide my ass up and down along his length. I wrap my arms around his head as I hold on as best I can as he drives up into me.
He slides a finger down through my ass crack and presses onto my anus. Not enough to penetrate, just enough to cause sparklers to light in my legs.
“Yes, ah, yes.” I exhale.
“Anyone ever fucked your perfect ass before?” He asks into my ear.
“No, never.”
“Good, it’s mine.” He pushes a little harder and the walls of my vagina clench around his length. His forehead falls to my shoulder. “Shit Harper, it’s too good.”
“It’s just right,” I tell him as I sit up a little taller. When I asked to be on top it was because I wanted to ride him and enjoy the view. With him wrapped around me like this I’m missing the chance to study his face when he comes.
I push him down towards the mattress and pull his hands over his head. Aiden’s biceps flex as he clasps our hands together and I’m stretched out on top of him. I reposition myself to get more leverage and then let myself go.
His body puts me in a trance even when I have it trapped the way I do. My legs are burning from bouncing up and down but I can’t stop. My body slows as I feel another orgasm closing in. Aiden pulls one of his hands down and before I have the chance to protest, he presses his thumb into my clit and fireworks explode between my legs. When he starts to buck his hips, lifting me further off the mattress, I fall forward and my hand lands on his scar.
He freezes.
I don’t want him to stop. I’m certainly not slowing down to ask questions. I don’t want anything to stop me from crashing into my orgasm head first, so I dig my nails into his chest and race to my finish line.
“Holy shit, yes Harper. Fuck, yes.” He sounds pained but I think he’s trying to hold back.
My own chest tightens as I reach my peak and as my body starts to melt, Aiden rolls up and presses his forehead against mine as he thrusts his hips and holds me in place at the crook of my neck.
“You’re perfect, so fucking perfect.” He whispers as his body stills and I feel him pulse inside me.
“Oh my god Aiden, I’ve never, it’s never…”
Our eyes lock in the dark of his room.
“I know.” He keeps his hand behind my head and pulls me to him for a kiss.
It’s slow, and sweet, the desperation of our earlier kisses is gone. In its place is a tenderness that washes down my body. I release a contented sigh and he chuckles softly.
“You good?"
I smile at him as I slide down to put my head on the pillow. “I’m fantastic.”
He laughs and I light up inside.
“Do you want more water?”
“Sure,” I say around a yawn and I watch as he slides into his boxers and leaves the room. My heavy eyelids fall closed and I hear him come back into the room. He sets the water down and strides to the bathroom. The water runs once, turns off, then runs again and he walks back into the room.
I open my eyes when Aiden pulls the sheet down and gently passes a washcloth over my thighs and pussy. He covers me back up, tosses the washcloth into the bathroom and climbs into bed behind me.
He kisses my shoulder and I murmur “good night” to him through my sleepy haze.
I faintly hear him reply but am too sleepy to process the words.
***
I inhale as I wake and feel Aiden’s palm, heavy on my hip but we’re not touching anywhere else. I hope he’s not offended that I didn’t want to cuddle all night.
The effort of blinking my eyes open is paired with the pain of having slept in my contacts. My eyes burn and I swear I hear them crunch. I pop my eye lid by lifting my lashes and it helps for a moment but on the second blink the contact pops out of my eye.
