The truth of the matter was: I had no idea what I was doing. What I was supposed to do. I’d kissed other guys before, but it had never been with us lying down. Most notably though, it had never been with Aaron. With someone I was crazy about. Someone I couldn’t stop thinking about. Someone who made me feel alive and special and like I could take onanything.
He knew I was pretty inexperienced. I knew he wasn’t. But I wanted him to remember this. Whateverhappened.
Hopefully exactly what I’d wanted tohappen.
Because that’s what I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about. I’d waited my entire life to have sex once. And now… well, now I didn’t want to wait around. That one time hadn’t been awesome or legendary. It had hurt and been awkward, and it had beenrushed.
And it hadn’t meant a single freakingthing.
And Hunter hadn’t kissed me anywhere near the way Aaron was. Like he was taking my life force every time his mouth scraped mine, like he couldn’t stop kissing me. Like he couldn’t getenough.
It was with that thought that I wrapped my arms around him. One hand went to the back of his head and the other went to the small of his back, slipping beneath the hem of his shirt to touch all that smooth, warm skin. He was everything.Everything.
“Jesus, I love your lips,” he whispered, suddenly pulling his mouth away with a gasp. His face was only an inch or two above my own, his chest brushing mine with every breath. Those brown eyes bounced all over my face for a moment before he lowered his mouth again, peppering closed-mouth kisses along my jaw, one, two, three, then down the column of my neck, stopping on the second kiss, giving it a hard suck that had me tipping my head back for more, more, more. Aaron groaned into my skin, his body shifting around until the elbow beside my head moved and a hand slipped under the hem of my shirt, that big palm covering most of the skin on mystomach.
Aaron moved that beautiful mouth across my throat, his lips lingering over the middle of it, alternating between kisses and that suction that had me holding back a whimper each time. The fingers on my stomach moved slowly in a circle, teasing and touching, never going toohighup.
All I could do was tilt my head up to catch Aaron’s mouth inanotherkiss.
I’m not sure exactly who started taking whose clothes off first, whether it was me who pulled his T-shirt over his head or if he did it to my tank top beforehand. All I knew was that in a matter of seconds, we were both in some stage of sitting shirtless. Aaron’s eyes grazed over my chest, his breathing so much harsher than I would haveexpected.
“I came ready,” I croaked out, gesturing toward my bra-less chest, trying to lightenthemood.
It was like he didn’t hear me, he was staring at me sointently.
I swallowed as his hand reached toward me, cupping my breast in his palm, basically swallowing it entirely in the dark gold of his skin color, making me look almost pale despite the hours I’d spent under the sun this past week. His hand was warm and his movement gentle, but his fingers were the total opposite when his thumb and index finger went to pinch a nipple that had gotten hard the moment he’d startedkissingme.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Ru,” Aaron whispered, palming the slight weight of my entire breast again, his eyes going back and forth between my chest and face. “I can’t think when I’m looking at you like this.” He smiled, our eyes meeting again, and he leaned forward to kiss me. “Lie back for me,” he said, pulling away justaninch.
I was a little scared. Just a little. More nervous than anything, honestly, mostly because I was sitting there, practically naked, just sayinghello look at me. This beautiful, perfect man, who had more than likely dated handfuls of beautiful women before me, looking at me and only me. Nopressure.
But I did what he said. I rolled down flat on my back, watching him as he turned onto his stomach, his palm sliding from where it had been cupping my breast, fingers splayed, going toward the middle of my stomach and stopping directly over the center of my belly. Aaron was watching me, and he hadn’t stopped watching me, his eyelids going heavy, his breathing getting louder. And he moved, his head hovering directly over my chest, and in one heartbeat to the next, his mouthdescended.
He kissed the side of my nipple. Then he kissed the other side. Above it. Below it. His tongue drew a circle around the hard nub, and then, finally, he sucked it into hismouth.
I was arching my back like crazy. Sucking in a breath, a hiss, something, making a noise I didn’t think was possible for a human being to create. I felt him exhale in small puffs against the dampness of what he’d left on my breast. And he did the exact same thing with its sister, that hand of his moving up and down on my stomach, from the space between my breasts, down, down to the hem of the sleep shorts Ihadon.
“Ruby, Ruby, Ruby,” he whispered, sucking at the nub again, soft and hard, using the tip of his tongue to flick it while it was inside his mouth, and thenstopping.
I was squirming like crazy, wanting more, wanting everything I’d seen in movies and in porn before. I shivered, I shook. “Please,” I whispered. “Please.”
But instead, Aaron drew back. He watched me. And he slowly rolled onto his back beside me, his hands going to his hips, and as I sat up, I watched him shove his swim trunks down. I watched a line of light brown hairs emerge and watched as more trimmed hairs appeared, then a fat, cylinder-shaped base, and slowly, inch by pale pink inch, the length of his dick surfaced until it bounced upward, pointing straight into the air. He was long, thickest at the base, and with a deep red head that seemed to have a little white tear at the tip. Those slabs of his abs seemed to heave with a rapid breath I would never have expected from him as he kicked his trunks across the room to lay therenaked.
I didn’t know what I’d done in another lifetime to deserve the body lying beside mine, but all I knew was that whatever it was, I would have done it a thousand times over for just one single chance to see Aaron like this again. Those slim hips, the ridges of muscles along his obliques that seemed to point straight at the big penis that was tipping toward his belly button, andthatface…
“I feel like it’s my birthday,” I whispered to him, unable to quit smiling. Aaron flushed deeper but smiled back. “CanI…?”
“Whatever you want,” he said, swallowing hard, watching me straighten and sit up, slowlyscootingover.
I reached for his stomach first, moving my hand across from one rib to the other. I moved my hand down the center of it, passing over the hollow of his belly button, going over the trail of blond-brown hairs leading down, side by side with thin veins, toward the thicker patch at the root of his penis. I had just grazed his pubic hair, and Aaron had just arched his hips upward with a rough breath, when I started moving my hand back up, toward his pecs, watching his face to make sure I wasn’t doing anythingwrong.
With my hand flat on him, I rubbed up over one pec, feeling the flat hair on his chest tickle my palm. I even rubbed my thumb around the pink of his nipple before moving over and circling his other pectoral, the muscle firm and warm. And then I swept my palm down one more time, trailing my fingertips over the slabs of his abs, watching in a trance as he held his breath while Ididit.
“Why are you so handsome?” I asked him, joining my other hand so I could feel all over his stomach with both like I’d never get this chanceagain.
Aaron let out a breath that could have passed for a laugh if it didn’t sound so pained. “You can thank my parents another time,” he basically groaned, arching his back and into mytouch.
I smiled. How could I not? Lowering myself to my side, it was my turn to stretch against him, stretching against this beautiful naked man who felt like he was mine. That seemed like he was mine. Like he belonged to me. Raising my eyes to his face, I lowered my mouth to brush my lips against the slab of ribs closest to me, listening to him hiss. He was smooth there, and so warm, all I wanted to do was wrap myself around him and soakhimin.
