good. She never wanted it to end even though she could feel herself, and him, reaching their climaxes. If she thought he was large before, feeling him swell inside of her with his imminent release quickly changed her mind. It was an overload of pleasure bordering on pain and she'd never felt anything like it before. It was absolutely incredible.
"God, Aaron, yes," she screamed before her words became nothing more than a weak chanting of his name.
With one final plunge of his cock he dropped his forehead to her shoulder, his hot breath tickling her flesh. His softening cock jerked inside of her, the remnants of his orgasm leaving his body. "I'm sorry," he mumbled against her neck.
She chuckled. "For what?"
Aaron adjusted his weight into his arms and smiled down at her. "That wasn't my best performance. I'm usually not so quick."
Not his best performance? Was he kidding? It was pretty spectacular in her opinion. She grinned. "I guess you'll just have to show me how it's supposed to be done the next time won't you?"
"Now?" he asked with a cocked brow.
"I don't have anywhere else to be." Oh my god, I can't believe I just said that. It was only supposed to be one time to satisfy her deprived libido, not turn into a sex marathon. Face it, girl, your libido isn't even close to being satisfied.
Aaron pulled out of her and stood, extending his hand to help her up off the couch. " Okay, but I'm taking you to my bed this time."
Misty followed him to the sleeping quarters, both shedding what remained of their clothes along the way. A large round bed took up most of the small room, which was decorated with black and robin's egg blue bedding.
"Come here," Aaron said reaching for her and pulling her into his arms. She willingly went to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, opening her mouth for his eager tongue, and pressing her naked body to his. He kissed her softly as he picked her up and laid her on the bed. Coming over her, he fumbled for a condom in the bedside stand and rolled it on. His forearms rested on either side of her head and he brushed the hair from her forehead. "I knew from the moment I saw you," he said peppering her lips and chin with kisses.
"Knew what?" Misty stroked his hair, licking and nipping at his neck.
"That I had to have you." Aaron used his thighs to spread her legs and then he slid his cock deep inside of her. Misty dug her fingernails into his shoulder blades and cried out in needy abandon. "Mine," he bit out, "you're mine!"
"Yes!" She had no idea what she was saying yes to—the mind blowing pleasure he was giving her or that he'd just laid claim to her. Maybe it was to both. Whatever it was, she'd deal with the repercussions tomorrow. Right now she was too wrapped up in being with him, of being in his arms, and how he was making slow, steady love to her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Misty had her keys in her hand, mindlessly fidgeting with them as she and Aaron stood in the hallway outside of her apartment. It was close to three in the morning and their first official date was coming to an end. He'd practically begged her to spend the night on the boat with him, but she'd adamantly refused. Having sex was one thing, a cuddling sleepover was another. Then it dawned on her. She'd had sex with Aaron on their first date. Good god that was so unlike her. She had to get away from him and try to clear her mind. "Well, thanks for tonight," she said.
He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "I should be thanking you," he said with a wickedly sexy smile. "It's not too late to go back to the boat you know."
She chuckled. "Thank you but I can't."
"Can I see you again?"
Misty noticed that Aaron's mouth was getting progressively closer to hers. She nervously licked her lips. If he kissed her like he had on the boat she was going to crack and either invite him to spend the night here or go back to the boat with him. It was becoming clearer by the second
"God, Aaron, yes," she screamed before her words became nothing more than a weak chanting of his name.
With one final plunge of his cock he dropped his forehead to her shoulder, his hot breath tickling her flesh. His softening cock jerked inside of her, the remnants of his orgasm leaving his body. "I'm sorry," he mumbled against her neck.
She chuckled. "For what?"
Aaron adjusted his weight into his arms and smiled down at her. "That wasn't my best performance. I'm usually not so quick."
Not his best performance? Was he kidding? It was pretty spectacular in her opinion. She grinned. "I guess you'll just have to show me how it's supposed to be done the next time won't you?"
"Now?" he asked with a cocked brow.
"I don't have anywhere else to be." Oh my god, I can't believe I just said that. It was only supposed to be one time to satisfy her deprived libido, not turn into a sex marathon. Face it, girl, your libido isn't even close to being satisfied.
Aaron pulled out of her and stood, extending his hand to help her up off the couch. " Okay, but I'm taking you to my bed this time."
Misty followed him to the sleeping quarters, both shedding what remained of their clothes along the way. A large round bed took up most of the small room, which was decorated with black and robin's egg blue bedding.
"Come here," Aaron said reaching for her and pulling her into his arms. She willingly went to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, opening her mouth for his eager tongue, and pressing her naked body to his. He kissed her softly as he picked her up and laid her on the bed. Coming over her, he fumbled for a condom in the bedside stand and rolled it on. His forearms rested on either side of her head and he brushed the hair from her forehead. "I knew from the moment I saw you," he said peppering her lips and chin with kisses.
"Knew what?" Misty stroked his hair, licking and nipping at his neck.
"That I had to have you." Aaron used his thighs to spread her legs and then he slid his cock deep inside of her. Misty dug her fingernails into his shoulder blades and cried out in needy abandon. "Mine," he bit out, "you're mine!"
"Yes!" She had no idea what she was saying yes to—the mind blowing pleasure he was giving her or that he'd just laid claim to her. Maybe it was to both. Whatever it was, she'd deal with the repercussions tomorrow. Right now she was too wrapped up in being with him, of being in his arms, and how he was making slow, steady love to her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Misty had her keys in her hand, mindlessly fidgeting with them as she and Aaron stood in the hallway outside of her apartment. It was close to three in the morning and their first official date was coming to an end. He'd practically begged her to spend the night on the boat with him, but she'd adamantly refused. Having sex was one thing, a cuddling sleepover was another. Then it dawned on her. She'd had sex with Aaron on their first date. Good god that was so unlike her. She had to get away from him and try to clear her mind. "Well, thanks for tonight," she said.
He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "I should be thanking you," he said with a wickedly sexy smile. "It's not too late to go back to the boat you know."
She chuckled. "Thank you but I can't."
"Can I see you again?"
Misty noticed that Aaron's mouth was getting progressively closer to hers. She nervously licked her lips. If he kissed her like he had on the boat she was going to crack and either invite him to spend the night here or go back to the boat with him. It was becoming clearer by the second
Similar Books
So Not a Hero
S.J. Delos
Rubbed Out
Barbara Block
The Sex MANual: Uncensored
Desiree Dean
Wine of the Gods 4: Explorers
Pam Uphoff
Evil in Return
Elena Forbes
Reilly's Wildcard
Anne Rainey
Katie's Glimpse (The Glimpse Series)
Robin Keahey
Prophet Margin
Simon Spurrier
Lockwood
Jonathan Stroud
Running Dark
Jamie Freveletti