“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Aaron held my face between his hands, breathing heavily, and I shrugged. I didn’t care anymore. I wanted this. I wanted him.
“I think this is a great idea,” I whisper, and Aaron grins, his mouth hot against my skin. There’s a small box on the wall that holds individual packets of condoms, the perfect thing for a bar, I guess, and I grab one from the box and rip it open with my teeth. Aaron didn’t have to ask twice. In one quick, fluid motion, he lifted me off the ground and set me down on the bathroom counter, forcing my legs open with his knees. I was wearing a dress tonight, one I wasn’t sure I could get on board with, but it seemed to have worked out flawlessly as Aaron flipped the skirt up and pulled me towards him until I could feel his dick throbbing hard against the front of his jeans. He kissed me, teasing my lips with his tongue, and I was hungry for him, like a starving, ravenous animal.
“I want you inside of me,” I moaned. I wrapped my legs around his waist and used my feet to kick his jeans to his ankles until the only thing between his cock and me were two thin layers of fabric. Aaron nibbles on my neck as I move my hands down and push the boxers off his waist, then I allow my head to fall back as Aaron’s fingers work their way up my thigh, towards my panties, and he shimmies them off. As I grab the condom to slip on him, Aaron slides a finger inside me.
I gasped, lightheaded, as the fire in my abdomen licked flames against my insides. As Aaron forced a second finger into me, making me squeal, I slipped the condom onto his hard cock. With a groan, Aaron pushed his body into mine, filling me up, and an electric shock of ecstasy ripped through me. My fingers moved to his head, tangling in his hair, and Aaron rocked with my body, the two of us in sync, a single person.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned, and I could tell he was reaching climax; I was too, and my body tightened around his cock. I reached release before he did, and our lips met once more as I slid my tongue between his teeth, teasing him, driving him over the edge.
Afterward, we held each other, unable to move, breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath. Aaron’s face was flushed, and mine was too. I’d never felt so fucking good. Soalive.
“Jesus,” Aaron said, his forehead resting against my own as I buttoned up his jeans. “You’re so fucking amazing.”
I laughed and closed my eyes, breathing him in, wishing, for the second time in my adult life, that this moment would never end.
Chapter 18
Aaron
Ifelt like I mightnever function the same way again. At least, not while wrapped in Renee’s arms as her fingers gently caress my back.
We were both flushed and out of breath, sucking in air like water, but Renee was smiling, and so was I. I couldn't keep my eyes off her face; painted red cheeks alive with color, vivid pastel red lips, and dark red curls that frame her stunning features. I wanted to paint a picture of her, a photo that would last through the ages. She was a queen.
She was my queen.
Hand in hand, we leave the bathroom together, ignoring the stabbing stares of annoyed patrons around us. I didn’t care, and I don’t think Renee did either. Fuck them all. Nothing else matters now but this very woman in front of me.
“Let’s get out of here,” Renee said, and I loved the excited glint in her eyes. I toss some money onto the table for the server and follow Renee out the door without looking back.
It was colder now, dark outside, but the streetlights cast a glow over the quiet campus district. Renee leaned into me, fingers curled tightly around mine, and it was the best feeling I’ve experienced in a long time.
We walked in comfortable silence for a while, just us, the only two people on earth right now. Renee has her head on my shoulder and a content smile on her lips. Finally, after a few more minutes of silence, she speaks.
“I hope you don’t think badly of me, Aaron.”
Startled, I slowed my pace, but we kept walking so Renee could speak.
