Scream For me

Aaron kissed his way down my neck, and I gasped and moaned. He could reduce me to a puddle of need in the blink of an eye.

He cupped my breasts and massaged them, sucking an erect nipple into his mouth while he massaged and kneaded my other breast. He swirled his tongue around my nipple, and I gasped and moaned as he ground his thick, hard cock against me. The tip was slick with need, and he drew trails of lust over my thighs as he gyrated himself against me. I ran my hands over his muscular back, pushed my fingers into his dark hair, and gave myself over the sensation of pure pleasure that washed over my body in waves of warmth.

Aaron switched sides, his hands going to the breast he’d been worshiping, and he sucked my other nipple into his mouth. His attention to my nipples sent shocks of pleasure straight to my pussy, and I wanted him too badly.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he pushed his hand between my legs, his fingers finding my clit. He rubbed it in lazy circles, matching the rhythm of his mouth on my nipple, and I gasped and curled on the bed, pushing myself against his hand, against his mouth.

Aaron broke the kiss and pushed his fingers into me. He pumped his hand in and out, his fingers moving faster and faster until I trembled on the bed. I was close to orgasming already. Aaron had a way of bringing me to the edge in no time and then keeping me there, teasing me until I couldn’t bear it anymore.

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Aaron chuckled and kissed me again, letting go of me. I groaned in frustrationI’d been so close, but he loved teasing me, and a part of me loved that he did that to me. He took me out of my comfort zone in so many ways, challenging me, and I loved that about him. I loved us.

I reached for his cock and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. Aaron sucked his breath through his teeth as I pumped my hand up and down. I mimicked sex, moving slower, sensually for a while, and then faster again. Whenever Aaron’s breathing sped up and sounded like he was getting a little closer, I slowed down again. He wasn’t close to orgasming, but that wasn’t what I was after just yet. I wanted to work him up into a frenzy. I tried to tease him as much as he teased me so that he wanted to ravage me when I finally let go of him.

Aaron grunted and groaned, his eyes dark and his face filled with lust. I kissed him and sucked his lower lip into my mouth. I moved my head to his neck and kissed a line on his shoulder before I nipped the skin between my teeth. Aaron gripped me with one hand, the strength in his hand proving what he could do and his restraint proving how in control he was. God, he was so fucking hot when he held back the way he didstrength in a man was hot, the muscles, the power, but the control of it was hotter, and Aaron was in full control. Always.

“Holy fuck, Jade,” Aaron bit out through gritted teeth.

He grabbed me, flipped me over before I could respond, and pinned me on the mattress. His eyes were dark and drowning deep. He positioned himself at my entrance, and I held my breath in anticipation. Aaron’s eyes grew dark with need, but he released a frustrated breath and squeezed his eyes shut.

“I’ll be right back,” he said and lifted himself off me. He disappeared down the hallway, finding his pants. I heard him fiddle with a foil packet, and he came back, rolling a condom over his impressive erection.

He crawled onto the bed again with a primal lust in his eyes, and he put his hand on my hip, moving my body underneath his. I gasped when he pushed his cock against my entrance and slid in before I could catch my breath again. He filled me up, and I trembled around him, my body aching with the need for him.

Aaron lowered his head and dropped kisses all over my face before he reared up again and bucked his hips.

I cried out when he pounded into me. His eyes locked on mine as he fucked me harder and harder so that I cried out with every thrust, the pleasure rolling over me in waves as the orgasm he’d teased to the surface erupted at my core.

It was incredible. I drowned in ecstasy, and all the while, Aaron was right here with me, his eyes locked on mine, his face inches away.

We weren’t fucking. This was so much morewe made love.

When I came down from my orgasm, I gasped and whimpered on the bed.

Aaron lowered his body onto mine, pinning me to the mattress. He was careful not to crush me, only to get as close as he could, and his heart hammered against my chest as we breathed hard in unison.

Aaron kissed me. He slid his tongue into my mouth, cupped my cheek, and stroked his fingers through my hair. His free hand found mine, and our fingers intertwined. He was buried inside me, and we were so close, so connected. This wasn’t just a fling. It wasn’t even a maybe when it came down to a relationshipthis was so much more.

This really felt like it was our forever.

Aaron slowly moved inside me again. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me and stroked slowly and sensually in and out of me. I felt every inch of him, and it was as if he was exploring every inch of me, too. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and held on as if it would merge us together. I would never let go.

Aaron wasn’t wrapped around me physically the way I was wrapped around him, but he was buried so deep inside me that I was his, and he was mine, and no matter what came, it wouldn’t tear us apart.

Aaron didn’t ask for a different position. He didn’t move other than slowly moving his hips so that he slid in and out of me. He kissed me and picked up the pace again. It was gentle at first, subtle so that I was only aware of the pleasure he created and not how he did it. As he bucked his hips harder and faster, his cock moved in and out of me with speed and urgency.

I cried out as Aaron hammered into me, his thrusts forcing my breath out of my lungs in the same rhythm. His lips were parted, his face riddled with concentration, and he grunted and groaned. The sounds of our sex moaning, crying out, and gruntingfilled the room.

Aaron pumped into me harder and faster still, finding a new gear. His strokes shortened, and his pace picked up yet again, and I cried out as he pushed me closer and closer to another orgasmone so powerful I gave myself over to let it be what it was. Aaron pumped into me, and he was close. I could tell it by the way he wasn’t breathing, the way he bit his cheek. His eyes filled with a question, a need he desperately needed to be answered.

I grabbed his shoulders and dug my fingers into his skin. Aaron bit out a cry and buried himself deep inside of me. He cried out as his cock jerked inside me, and my orgasm exploded within me, too. We rode out the waves of pleasure together, holding each other for dear life. We were wrapped in a bubble. Nothing existed but me and him and the pure pleasure that bound us together.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the pleasure subsided and Aaron dropped his head into my neck. His hair was damp, and our skins were slick with sweat against each other.

Aaron lifted his head and planted a kiss on my lips again.

“I love you,” he said simply.

“I love you, too.”

He grinned at me before he rolled off me. He disappeared into my bathroom for a moment before he joined me on the bed again. He lay down on the mattress and pulled me tightly against him, nuzzling my neck.

“I could stay here forever.”

“You can,” I said with a smile. I thought of something, and my smile gave way to a frown. “Is Ben going to be okay with this?”

“He loves you.”

“Yeah, but this is different from me being his nanny. We have a lot of things to figure out.”

Aaron took my hand and kissed my fingers. “We’ll figure them out together,” he said.

I nodded and let that be. Together.

That was all that mattered.