Chapter 81


    First initiative


    “No, Aaron- It’s too deep…”


    I moaned while I straddled him. His cock was pressing deep into my pussy, and I felt pain and pleasure


    at the same time. Still, this position was so deep that I was worried he would actually push inside of my


    womb. I lifted my hips to try to change to a morefortable position, but Aaron stubbornly pulled me


    back down hard onto his cock.


    My mind went nk and I saw stars.


    I had no choice but to press my hand against his abs for support. My pussy clenched tightly, and I saw


    Aaron’s lips part as he gasped. It was obvious he was enjoying my tense spasms. Even the skin on his


    chest was flushed red.


    He squeezed my ass and praised me. “Fuck, baby… Keep doing that.”


    I blushed at hispliment, but despite my embarrassment, I felt a sense of aplishment. In an


    instant, I was filled with the desire to take control of the man underneath me. Maybe it was the alcohol


    that was making me feel so shameless…


    I slowly raised my hips and dropped them again. Even though my movements were awkward, Aaron


    seemed to be enjoying it. He smiled and kissed me before he held my waist with both hands. He lifted


    me slightly, then he quickly started to thrust up into me. I gripped his arms tightly and moaned, lost in


    his


    movements.


    Gradually, I caught on to his rhythm, and I started bouncing


    on my own. My panting, Aaron’s low groans, and the pping of flesh resonated through the room.


    To be honest, I didn’t think I was a good partner in bed. When I was with Vincent before, sex always felt


    like a chore. I never enjoyed it, and I only let it happen because I thought that that was how it was


    supposed to be. I didn’t even want to try new positions. Now, here I was sitting on top and rocking back


    and forth. It wasn’t until I met Aaron–until I explored with Aaron- that sex started to feel like lovemaking.


    Maybe it wasn’t just the sex that made me feel excited around him… But my mind was too muddled to


    linger on the topic. Right now, I felt like I was going to die straddling Aaron, with his cock buried deep


    inside me.


    After mming my hips down onest time, my entire body stiffened and I felt my pussy squeeze hard


    around him. My legs trembled and my juices spilled down my inner thighs as I


    came.


    I copsed on top of Aaron, not having the strength to move a muscle.


    “I love you so much…” Aaron wrapped his arms around me and kissed my ear. His voice was gentle


    and tender as if he’d found some sort of treasure.


    I gasped, overwhelmed with joy. Before I could say anything, Aaron had already started round two.


    “No more- I can’t… Aaron, stop,” I begged. I dug my nails into his skin, feeling overstimted by his


    motions.


    He clearly wasn’t finished with me yet. He squeezed my ass


    cheeks hard enough to leave red fingerprints behind. “This is my pussy,” he growled. “And I’m gonna


    fuck it all night long.”


    His filthy words only made me more excited. I started to think I’d lost my mind.


    I wasn’t sure when I finally fell asleep, but thest thing I remember was Aaron lying on top of me.


    When I woke up in the early hours of the morning, my voice was so hoarse that I couldn’t speak.


    Aaron came over, topless, and handed me a ss of warm milk. “Here. Drink this.”


    “Thanks,” I croaked, and I was surprised by my raspiness.


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    Aaron couldn’t help butugh out loud. I red at him, and that was when I noticed the red scratch


    marks all over his chest and arms. I also saw the dark hickeys on his neck.


    I did that.


    God, I did that?!


    My mind was a mess of scrambled thoughts. The memories ofst night flooded my head like a rushing


    tide, and I wanted to hide under the covers.


    Aaron noticed my wide eyes and looked down at himself. “What are you looking at? Did you want to


    add to my


    collection?”


    “No, no, no!” I hastily shook my head. “Uh… I mean- I think you should wear a scarf.”


    Aaron raised his hand and touched his neck, then he


    shrugged indifferently, “I don’t want to. In fact, I think I wanna show these off to Vincent.”


    I gaped at him in disbelief. “You’re insane.”


    Even though I knew he was joking, part of me was still nervous. Aaron would absolutely do something


    like that.


    While we were having breakfast, Aaron stared at me from across the table.


    I wiped my mouth on a paper towel and frowned. “Why do you keep staring at me? You haven’t even


    touched your crepes.”


    Aaron winked at me and pushed his te away. “I’d rather eat you.”