Chapter Eleven
Aaron
Ithrew the blanket off, the cool air doing nothing to calm me.
Kyle made an unhappy mew from where he was sleeping at the end of the bed and trotted off.
Good, I didn’t need him watching.
I shoved my boxers down my thighs and off my feet, then turned my attention back to Skye.
“Strip,” I demanded. “Been thinking about this all damn day,” I added, voice rough enough that her breath caught.
Her eyes lit in the dim light and she grabbed the hem of her top and whipped it over her head.
Her shorts went next.
“Fuck,” I muttered, dragging my gaze slowly over her body. “You’re even sexier than I imagined.”
She pushed herself up so she was high on her knees, and I did the same.
“Protection?”
She shook her head. “Not necessary.”
“Good, I don’t think I could survive stopping once I’m inside you.”
We stared at each other for one long moment, naked, chests moving fast with each breath. Then we collided.
I tackled her onto her back, my bare chest pressing against hers. She laughed and wrapped her legs around my waist, my eager cock pressing against her. I captured her lips with mine and we made out like teenagers, rutting against each other, moaning and groping.
“That’s it,” I groaned against her mouth when she rolled her hips against me. “Use me however you need.”
My lips strayed over her jaw, her collarbone and then found her eager nipple.
I’d been staring at these curves since the first day I’d arrived, and I didn’t hesitate to suck it into my mouth.
The taste of her skin exploded on my tongue and she arched into my touch.
“Feel good?” I asked, pulling back and blowing lightly on the tip of her breast.
“Hell yes.”
“Good,” I said, sucking the sensitive peak back into my mouth. “Want you falling apart for me.”
I dove back onto her, devouring her skin as I slid my hand between her thighs. My cock was hard and eager, leaking precum onto her thigh but I ignored it in favor of her pleasure. Her heat devoured my fingers as I slid them inside her then moved to circle her clit before repeating the motion.
The intimacy of the dark, secluded cabin, of the act itself, had me whispering every dirty thought that ran through my mind.
“Fuck, you feel so good. Can’t wait to sink inside you.
” I thrust my length against her thigh to relieve some of the pressure.
She bucked her hips to meet my fingers, her inner muscles hugging me as I teased her.
“That’s it, I want you to come so hard for me. ”
A mewling sound escaped her throat then she clamped her thighs around my hand as her orgasm ripped through her, causing her to shake and writhe under me. I groaned softly. “God, you’re beautiful when you come apart.”
I had just enough will power to wait for her orgasm to peak before I replaced my fingers with my cock and sank to the hilt.
She cried out and arched as my pelvis came to rest against hers. I squeezed my eyes shut as my cock threatened to go off. “Dammit Skye, taking you bare is going to kill me.” I ground out, gripping her thigh harder.
“Ditto,” she murmured. She dug her heels into the bed by my knees and moved her hips up to meet mine. We got into a rhythm like the rising and falling of a wave, except each swell brought me closer to the edge.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with the smell of sweat and arousal.
Skye was clutching my biceps so hard her nails dug into the skin.
My balls drew up tight to my body, pure heat licked at my skin.
I was going to come any moment and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Tracing my hand over her thigh until I reached the apex, I found her clit again. “Tease your nipples for me, I need you to come first.”
She let her hands drop from my arms and slid them over the swell of her breasts, pulling at the peaks.
The sight of her on her back, naked and wanting, both of us pleasuring her until her eyes barely focused was enough to push me over the edge.
I dropped forward and sank my teeth gently into the spot where her neck met her shoulder and she cried out.
Her inner muscles hugged my dick as it exploded inside her, filling her with my release as she found her own.
“Fuck, Skye,” I groaned against her skin as we shook together. “You’re going to ruin me.”
It was an entirely too honest thing to say, but mid-orgasm was a hard time to hold back. Besides, part of me wanted her to know what she meant to me.
This would have to be a one time thing, but not because she wasn’t perfect. There were other factors at play that were out of our hands.
This may be a one night stand, but it didn’t have the anonymous quality those usually entailed. She wasn’t a faceless stranger that I’d forget when the sun came up. She wasn’t convenient or just a little fun. She was more than that. More than I realized until this trip.
I had to let her go, and I’d just made that a fuck of a lot harder to do.