Chapter 39 #2
Aiden groans and yanks his cock out of my mouth. He settles between my spread legs and guides the tip to my entrance. In one thrust, he slides in until he bottoms out.
We suck in a breath at the same time, and our gazes lock.
We’ve kissed and done heavy petting the last few weeks to get by while we recovered from our injuries.
But this is the first time we’ve gone this far since Halloween night.
I thought it would feel different this time around—now that we’re officially together and no longer pretending.
Yet, it feels the same, like nothing has changed except for our relationship.
My heart still races, and I get butterflies in my stomach. He looks at me with love and tests my reaction with a careful thrust, because my comfort means more to him than his own pleasure.
Nothing has changed.
I’m such an idiot for not seeing it for what it was in the beginning.
Aiden rocks into me, keeping his pace slow but hard.
He lowers his head and wraps his lips around my nipple, dragging his teeth over the sensitive nub before sucking.
I dig my nails into his back and squeeze my legs around his lean waist to push him deeper inside me.
He shows my other breast the same attention with his teeth and tongue.
My toes curl as he fucks me closer to another orgasm, this one having a slower build than the last.
He swears under his breath and lifts his head. “I’m sorry, pretty girl. I’m not gonna last long. You feel too fucking good.”
My inner walls spasm around his driving cock. Each time our hips meet, he grinds his pelvis against my clit.
“Not yet. I’m so close,” I whine.
He clenches his teeth and moves onto his knees. Grabbing the backs of my thighs, he pushes my legs backward and apart to spread me open. Aiden’s gaze drops to where we’re joined, and he watches as he fucks me with more desperation.
“Please, Nova,” he whimpers. “Rub your clit and make yourself come.”
I reach between my legs and stroke the bundle of nerves. My climax builds, but not fast enough for Aiden.
“Please,” he whines. “Please. Please. Shit, I’m gonna come.”
Oh, fuck. I love it when he begs.
My eyes roll back, and I hold my breath as I orgasm. Aiden’s bellows fill our bedroom as he joins me. His hips slam against mine, and he holds still, buried deep as he fills me with his cum.
Harsh breathing fills the silence as we come down from the high. Aiden lowers my legs and blankets me with his body, tucking his arms beneath me.
“I love you,” he whispers into my neck.
“I love you, too.” I smile. “Now, about that date.”
He lets out a breathless laugh, kisses my nose, then pulls his softening cock out of me.
“A promise is a promise. Let’s get cleaned up first, though.
” He pauses and glances between my legs.
Heat flashes in his eyes, and he bites his bottom lip.
“Never mind. I want my cum soaking your panties while we’re out. ”
“Speaking of cum,” I say. “do you remember those strudels you made for me?”
“Yeah. What about them?”
“It tasted off, not like the usual sweetness. However, something has been bugging me. That weird taste from the toaster strudel . . . it’s familiar.”
A grin stretches across Aiden’s face. “Familiar how, pretty girl?”
“Did you do something to them when I wasn’t looking?”
“Yeah. I made them with love.”
I narrow my eyes. “You made them with love?”
He sighs and drops his forehead against my shoulder. “I put my cum in them, Nova. I’m—”
“Don’t apologize.” I thread my fingers through his hair and grin. “I’m not mad about it.”
Aiden lifts his head, his eyes full of mischief. “So are you saying you’d like more strudels like that?”
I burst into laughter and shake my head. “No, but I won’t hate you if you do it again. Just give me a warning next time, okay?”
He grins and kisses the tip of my nose before rolling off of me. “Sounds like a plan. Now about that date.”
Aiden drops onto the plush seat beside me in the boba tea cafe. He sets a cup on the table in front of him while holding the other to his mouth. He wraps his lips around the pink straw and slings his arm over my shoulders.
Pursing my lips, I squint at him in a mock glare. “That one is mine, isn’t it?”
He tosses me a wink while he takes two more pulls through the straw before swallowing. “Strawberry boba tea.” He moans and licks his lips appreciatively. “My new favorite.”
Warmth blooms in my chest.
It’s like night and day between him and Brandon. I’m so embarrassed that I entertained the idea of being with that asshole when Aiden has been right beneath my nose the entire time.
I hold back my smile and put on a show of being upset by folding my arms and huffing. “There’s probably only half of the drink left. Aren’t you supposed to be a gentleman right now?”
He grins and trades the cups.
“Good thing both are yours.” He sips the second drink with a wink.
“You just can’t help yourself, can y—”
Aiden catches my jaw between his fingers and presses his lips to mine. I sigh into the kiss with a smile and open my mouth, tongue flicking against his lips. He smirks right before pursing his lips and spitting the boba tea into my mouth.
“Swallow,” he murmurs.
I close my mouth and swallow the mixture of tea and his spit. A blush crawls up my neck to my cheeks.
Aiden leans forward and licks the corner of my mouth to catch a drop I missed. “That’s my girl.” He kisses the other corner. “You’re adorable.”
I giggle and don’t feel an ounce of guilt for it.
He grins and relaxes in his seat. “So I’ve been thinking. What if instead of a movie, I take you out shopping?” He glances at my nails and smirks. “I’ll pay for your new set, and we can test if my cum will change the col—”
“Shhh.” I slap my hand over his mouth and check around us to make sure no one overheard.
Aiden cackles and circles my wrist with his fingers. His tongue drags along my palm, and his laughter turns maniacal when I scrunch my nose, pretending like I’m grossed out.
Spending the rest of my life with Aiden has always been my dream, but I was too afraid to believe it was possible. Now I can say with confidence that I want it, and I’m thankful to have it.
When I die, bury me next to Aiden. Write on my tombstone that I lived a good life with my foster brother, who showed me what it’s like to love and be loved.