Page 23 of Accidentally Forever
I nodded tightly, knowing she said that for both of us, not just me, before doing exactly as she asked and going as rough as she wanted.
As rough as I wanted.
I rocked in and out of her, hard and fast so she nearly fell off the bed, and I grinned. She sat up, gripping my shoulders, so I moved my hands under her ass and lifted her.
“You want like me this?” I asked, teasing.
“I just want you. Please. Come, already. You’re going to need to catch up.”
I shook my head, laughing. Because of course I could laugh with Aria while I was fucking her. Even when we hated each other, we could make each other laugh.
“I’m going to make you come two more times for that remark. You don’t think I can last?”
“We both know what I think.” And then she rolled her hips again, nearly making me come.
I lifted her over my cock and slammed her back down, over and over until we were both panting, sweaty. Nearly ready, I set her back down and continue to movemy hips as I crawled over the bed. We laughed together, the movement slightly jerky, unpracticed, until we found a rhythm again. And then my hands were tangled with hers, our mouths pressed together as we kissed and licked and sucked. And when she came again, her cunt clamping down around my dick, I followed, meeting her.
I groaned into her mouth as we clung to one another, both of us still as the orgasm washed over each of us.
It had always been amazing with Aria. That was the problem. Because at first it had just been because we wanted it. It was a test to see exactly what we could do to each other.
When it became more, we had run. But not far enough.
Without another word, I kissed her temple, her nose, her forehead, and then the tears from her cheeks, before finally pulling out of her. I stood up on shaky legs, and then lifted her into my arms, cradling her as I walked us to the shower.
“Crew,” she whispered, her voice breathy. “Why are you so sweet sometimes?”
“I’m not sweet. You just made me come so hard I was seeing double. It’s just the endorphins.”
She shook her head, and neither one of us believedmy words. But I turned on the water, and we each reached for the soap.
It was odd as she washed my body and I worked on her hair. It felt as if this was our routine, and perhaps it had been somewhat. Only I didn’t shower with women. It wasn’t my thing. But somehow it had become that way with Aria. Because we were friends, of course we were. And yet it had become more when I hadn’t been watching.
When we were finished with the shower, I turned off the water and grabbed one of my fluffy towels that I knew she liked and wrapped it around her. Then I wrapped another around my waist and walked out into the bedroom so I could grab some clothes.
I tossed her a pair of jeans and a T-shirt she had left here once, and she pressed them to her nose, a small smile playing on her face.
“I love the smell of your detergent.”
I snorted. “I’m pretty sure Lex bought that detergent. Sorry.”
She licked her lips and nodded before we finish getting dressed, and awkwardness settled in. “So what is this?” she asked after a moment.
I shrugged, trying not to put too much into it. We were friends. I couldn’t hurt that. Pushing her away as I had before because I had needed an ultimatum had hurther. But watching the way that she had tried to save Travis repeatedly had been worse.
“Whatever you want it to be.”
Aria reached out and gripped my forearm, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “I was never with Travis.”
I froze, my world shifting in an instant.
“I thought I needed to be. I thought he was my friend. And I could maybe save him. But he was just a man who took advantage. And I don’t think he was ever my friend.”
My heart thudded in my chest. “Aria. You’re a good person. That’s why you kept trying. Even if we hated that you did.”
“Everybody hated that I did. But it wasn’t because I loved him. I didn’t. Even though the family thought I did.” She met my eyes and swallowed hard. “You aren’t a rebound, Crew. You never were.”
That rocking motion hit again, and I pushed it down. I didn’t know where this would lead, and I knew it probably couldn’t lead to anything good. I was the product of my parents, so I knew exactly what happened when you wanted more than you deserved. But for now, I could have it all. I hope to hell I didn’t fuck it up.
