Chapter Thirty-Three #2
After my first time on top, another round with him behind me, and then one more missionary, where he made slow and sweet love to me, we were spent. It was the early hours of the morning, and I was sore and couldn’t handle any more.
Aston was tired, and we decided we would have to wait until morning for another round.
After the last time, we climbed into bed and Aston held me from behind all night long.
It was so nice to spend the night in bed with him, cuddling.
It’s like we fit together perfectly, and having Aston wrapped around me is the best way to sleep.
I slept like a baby and, to be honest, I’ve never felt more calm, relaxed, and at home than when I’m in Aston’s arms, slowly drifting off to sleep after hours of making love.
And finally being able to sleep in the same bed as him was a wish come true.
I’m snuggled into his side, and I’m gently stroking his chest. I think he’s still asleep as I lay here and think back to everything we’ve been through to get here.
And even though everything was a royal fuck up, I’m glad it led us to this place.
To where I’m lying naked in my bed with the love of my life, and nothing could ruin this good mood I’m in.
Aston stirs slightly under me, and I look up to see him blinking a few times. I smile at his dazed state and lean in, kissing his chest. He brings his hand up and caresses my hair.
“Morning, baby,” he says, leaning down and kissing the top of my head.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” I say back, and he chuckles.
“How long have you been awake?”
“Not too long.Was just lying here thinking how lucky I am.”
“I think I’m the lucky one here, Lennox. What’s the time?”
“I don’t know, early, I think.”
“Well, if it’s early, we can get another round in before your parents get home then, right?”
“Mm-hmm,” I say, and he smiles wide, leaning up and rolling over the top of me. I giggle, and he brings his hand up to caress my face as his body weighs down on top of mine.
I open my legs wide, and he positions himself at my entrance while kissing me passionately. Moving my hips, his tip moves in me, and I gasp at the feeling of his naked cock inside me.
“I should use a condom,” he says, breaking our kiss.
“I’m on the pill,” I reply, because the feeling I have of him barely inside of me isn’t enough. I need all of him, and I need to feel his skin against mine.
“Are you sure?” he asks, and I tilt my hips up higher, making him move inside me deeper.
We both moan, and he doesn’t hesitate any longer. He thrusts inside me, and his lips move back to mine, kissing me so strongly my lips hurt. But I don’t mind… in fact, I love it. He starts to move inside me, and the feeling of him without a condom is even better than I’d imagined.
Now we are really connected, and I have every piece of him.
He moves a little quicker, but this is still making love. I moan into his mouth, and suddenly my door flies open. Aston and I both look toward the door in shock, and Ella is standing there with her hand over her eyes.
“Ella, what the fuck?” I say as Aston starts to move off me.
“Sorry, I’m sorry… but you need to get up. Dad’s on his way down the driveway,” she says and then rushes out, still with her hand over her eyes, and closes the door behind her.
“Shit!” We both say, and I’ve never seen Aston move so fast.
We both jump out of bed and run around my room, pulling on our clothes. We move at lightning speed, and my heart’s pounding erratically in my chest.
If Dad catches us, we’re dead.
“Annie, baby, hurry up. Don’t worry about your shoes,” he says as I fumble with my combat boot. I throw it across the room and grab a shirt, not worrying about a bra as Aston pulls his jeans on over his boxer briefs.
“Shit, where’s my damn shirt?” he asks, and I race around trying to find it.
“Got it!” I say as I pull it out from under the quilt on the floor.
I throw it at him, and he grabs my hand as we race out of my room and down the stairs.
Aston pulls his shirt over his head as we go, and just as we reach the living room and he finishes pulling his shirt down, the front door opens.
I fuss with my hair as we stand there, trying not to look guilty.
“Morning, how was the gala?” I ask somewhat breathlessly from running down the stairs.
Mum looks at me and smirks as Dad walks in, carrying a couple of bags, with a delicious aroma wafting from them.
“It was great. We raised so much money, and your dad gave it his all. One of the ladies was so excited she fainted, and we had to call the paramedics,” Mum says, and I laugh.
“Seriously?” I ask, and Dad smirks.
“Yep, I still have it! I’m still the Rock God,” he says, walking past us, not noticing my disheveled appearance.
“Don’t tell Caleb that,” Aston says, and we both chuckle as we follow him into the kitchen.
Ella walks out of the living room, where the rest of the bodies are still lying comatose. I look at her, and she smiles at me.
“Thank you!” I whisper in her ear, and she wraps her arm around my shoulders and kisses my cheek.
“Didn’t want Dad to kill Aston,” she whispers back.
Aston looks at her and smiles, nodding.
“C’mon, kids, breakfast is ready,” Dad calls out, waking up everyone else in the living room.
We sit down at the dining table, and Mum nods at me, then looks to Aston, then back at me.
I think she knows, but she won’t say anything to Dad.
I smile at her and take a deep breath, realizing that Aston and I have spent our first night together, and nothing is going to ruin the specialness of that.
Not even my dad.