Chapter 151


    My hands flew to his hair, pulling it with my fingers, goading him to lose the remains of his restraint.


    And he did. With another grunt, Aaron thrust into me harder, pushing my whole body up. I moaned,


    certain I’d drown in the waves of pleasure rocking my body.


    “Grab on to the headboard,” Aaron growled, taking hold of my wrists and bringing them up himself.


    I obeyed, closing my fists around the bars, hoping they’d resist our attack.


    “I need this,” I whimpered. “Need more.”


    Aaron rocked into me as he braced himself on the headboard. His pace gave away all remnants of


    control. “You need me,” he grunted, thrusting into me even faster.


    My back arched in return.


    “You don’t need this.” He plunged into me hard. Then, he did it again. Harder. “It’s me you need.”


    God, didn’t he know—wasn’t it painfully obvious—that I did?


    Another brisk thrust. “Say it.”


    “Yes,” I moaned, my body losing all its strength under the waves of pleasure. “You, Aaron. I need you.”


    Thatst word broke the thin grasp of sanity he had seemed to be holding on to. And his thrusts lost all


    sense of rhythm. They came harder, faster, deeper. All of it at once. Aaron rocked into me with


    abandon. Our flesh shed together while I remained holding on to the headboard and watched his


    body move above me. His cock slid in and out of me, the muscles of his abs flexing. His rounded


    shoulders bunched. All of it jamming me closer and closer to the edge.


    “I want to feel you milking me, baby,” Aaron said before stealing my mouth. One of his hands flew to my


    breasts, closing over my rosy peak. “Come for me,” he demanded in a husky voice. “Come on my


    cock.”


    His words, his feral rhythm, his body pinning mine—all of it made my eyelids flutter shut. My body


    burned. zed with every thrust.


    A desperate plea escaped my lips. “Aaron.”


    “Look at me. I want you to look at me.”


    He lifted my weight, cing me against his chest. He moved me, burrowing himself into me from below,


    lifting and pressing me into him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I felt the highing alive. I


    tugged at his hair. Hard.


    Aaron pulled both my arms behind my back, securing my wrists with one hand. My back arched.


    “Look at you, at my mercy.” He increased the rhythm of my hips, of the way he jerked me onto his cock.


    “Just where I’ve wanted you all this time.”


    One deep and hard thrust after, Aaron’s jaw tightened at the same time his other hand reached


    between us, his fingersnding above the spot where we were connected. Circling, rubbing. And before


    I could do anything about it, I was sent flying. Right at the same time as I felt Aaron pulsating his


    release inside of me.


    My name left him in an animalistic growl. Pure, unadulterated bliss shocked me as the motion of his


    hips continued, his thrusts growing slower, riding us both through the climax. His arms tightened


    around me, his face burrowed in my neck, the outline of our bodies a blur until his hips came to a stop.


    We remained right there, suspended in time. The beating of our hearts against each other’s skin and


    the soothing rhythm of his pulse under my touch.


    Eventually, Aaron pulled out of me andid us on our side, his arms still wrapped around me. He


    nestled me against his chest, and I knew I was ruined for any other embrace. Nothing else could ever


    He brushed a kiss against my hair. Then one against my temple, leaving his lips there for a long


    moment. “Was that too much?”


    I turned my face into his chest and ced my lips above his heart. “No, never.” And I meant it. “I …” I


    trailed off, my voice turning into a whisper. “I liked how you lost control. I liked it a lot.”


    “Careful.” I felt his hand on my hair, his palm brushing down the tousled locks. “If you get any more


    perfect, I’m going to believe you were made just for me.”


    My lips curled up in a giddy smile with the thought, and I had to press my mouth into his chest, so I


    wouldn’t say what was on my mind. Keep me. It’s the least you can do if I was.


    After a few minutes, Aaron shifted. My arms locked tighter around his neck. “I need to take care of the


    condom, baby.”


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    He tried pushing away, but I refused to let him go. His chuckle came light and sunny and just like a


    blow to the chest. It distracted me enough for him to slip out.


    I whimpered, disappointed and cold. I guessed I was a greedy woman when it came to cuddles.


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