Because I Need You

The second his lips touched mine, every nerve in my body was set on fire. I pulled him against me. I matched his ferocity with my own. I needed my hands on his skin, and I pulled his shirt free from his trousers to make sure I could get my hands on him.

When he moved me down the sofa, I let him. I moved with him. I needed to feel him on top of me, pressed against me. I wasn’t disappointed when he did either. The warmth of his body on mine, and the feeling of his rock-hard cock pressed against my stomach, had my sensations overloaded.

I kissed him back hard. I touched his skin roughly, grabbing at him, needing him to be closer, knowing he wouldn’t be close enough until he was inside me.

“Fuck, Aiden,” slipped from my lips when his mouth moved to my neck. I moaned, grinding my hips against his, desperately needing more.