Page 69 of Unmasking Love
He pinches my clit between his lips.
Both of our hips start bucking as we drive each other to the edge. My legs start to quiver. His dick swells. And when he slams two fingers into me I scream out with his cock in my mouth and he pulls off my pussy.
"Harper, stop now if you don't want me coming down your throat."
I inhale through my nose and feel more bratty than I ever have when I pop off of him, smile wickedly over my shoulder, then take him to the back of mythroat. My eyes water as I swallow around him. This is the deepest I've taken a man and I wish my body could take more of him.
With all my focus on Aiden's pleasure mine slips from my mind. But when he sucks my clit into his mouth and curls his fingers inside of me my hips jerk forward. He grips one with his free hand and holds me to him as he sucks and pumps and I grind into his rhythm, my head bobbing to the same tempo.
Aiden's grip on my hip tightens as his hips push him another notch deeper and the first stream of his ejaculation coats my throat. I pull back slowly, sucking him as hard as I can and feel more cum release into my mouth. I swallow and turn to watch his face between my legs.
He looks windblown like he just survived a twister.
"Your mouth is incredible, baby." He breathes heavily as one hand holds me for dear life and the other is two fingers deep in my pussy. His touch drives me to the edge and my world comes crashing down around me as I dive down onto him again, unwilling to let this moment go.
"Come here," he commands and I lift my leg and turn around. He pulls me to him for a kiss and I taste our releases on our tongues. It's dizzying. This kiss is slow, sensual. And when he pulls back his eyes are half closed.
I, on the other hand, feel electrified.
"Okay, let's go. I want to do that again but at my house." Aiden says even though he lays back on the bed looking completely satiated.
"So, I don't need to finish packing?"
"No Harper, you're going to be naked or in my t-shirt for the foreseeable future." He turns his head towards me and slowly blinks open his eyes. I smile at him and lean forward to kiss him again.
"That works for me.”
Chapter 19
Aiden
Where is The Corner?
Harperismygirlfriend.
I keep repeating it to myself because I need the reminder.
Asking her to make our relationship official was not on my agenda yesterday but I couldn’t stop it once it started. I was living on pure momentum and leaving dinner as significant others was the only possible outcome.
We spent the night exploring each other. Inside and out. I'm exhausted but also feeling more alive than I have in a long time.
She is seriously the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I can't imagine how any other man would have let her go. I'm struggling to let her out of my sight long enough to piss.
The team has a morning skate today, easy stuff, to keep the body fresh before our double header this weekend. Coach Bradford texted this morning to tell me I'll be playing on Sunday. My heart leapt for joy, however I wasn't expecting the sting of disappointment that came with it.
I think I wanted to stay half-in with hockey and all-in with Harper. Now I need to focus on the game and playing perfectly.
We're playing another one of my former teams on Sunday and I have a feeling that's why Coach wants me in net. There's a story there and management is always looking for a story to spin to the media.
I'm no stranger to that attention. Every interview I did once I returned to the ice, after the incident, was about how I was a comeback kid. How resilient I was. How brave.
I'molder now, wiser, but I still get uncomfortable with the attention.
Some guys, like Felix or Duncan, thrive off the media attention. Me? I'd rather just go out there, get the job done and go home. Repeat.
Now I want to rush home faster because Harper is waiting for me.
When I open the bathroom door she's in my bed, sleeping softly. Her olive skin standing out against the undyed linen bedding. Her dark hair strikes an even further contrast. Right now her face is turned away from me and she's curled up on her side. I can trace the outline of her shoulder blades, the valley along her spine. I want to run my hands up her back and sink into her from behind as I wrap my arms around her.
