sucking it into his mouth. Emma
fisted the sheets in both hands. “Oh Aidan!” she screamed.
Immediately, her hand flew to cup her mouth. God, what’s
happening to me? I’ve never screamed in bed before . His fingers
kept a rapid pace while he kept licking and sucking at her
center.
“Oh yes! Yes, Aidan…please,” she murmured,
twisting the sheets tighter in her hands. Her hips kept up a manic
rhythm as he plunged his fingers and tongue in and out of her.
Finally, it sent her over the edge, and she climaxed violently.
When she started coming back to herself, she realized one of her
hands had abandoned the sheet and had twisted into Aidan’s
hair.
After she released him, he slid his briefs
off, giving her an eye-full of his massive erection. He rose up on
his knees between her legs and grinned down at her. “So what’s the
best baby-making position?”
What the…? Had he seriously just asked her
about what position to use. “Um, well, supposedly Missionary.”
“Sounds good to me.” He bent over her,
positioning himself between her thighs. When his cock nudged
against her opening, she tensed and gripped his shoulders. Aidan
kissed her tenderly on the forehead. “I’m going to take this nice
and slow, okay?”
She nodded and clamped her eye-lids shut.
“No, look at me, Emma.”
Obeying his command, she peeked up at him.
Gently, he started easing himself inside. Emma gasped in pleasure,
rather than pain, as he filled her. “Hmm,” she murmured when he was
finally buried deep inside.
“God, you feel amazing,” he whispered into
her ear.
“I could say the same about you,” she
replied.
He chuckled as he stayed stock still for a
moment allowing her to get accustomed to his size. “Yeah, but for
me, it’s more about being able to feel so much. I’ve never been
inside a woman without a condom before.”
“Really?”
He bobbed his head. “Guess you’re taking my
non-condom virginity.”
“Oh,” she murmured.
Slowly, he pulled out to thrust back into
her. “Oh fuck, yes, that’s hot,” he groaned into her ear.
Once he found a rhythm, Emma raised her hips
to meet him. They moved in almost unison, their breaths coming in
ragged pants.
But after several minutes, Aidan surprised
her by keeping up his languorous pace. It was tender and
sweet—almost like the lovemaking she used to have with Travis. An
emotional ache burned through her chest, and she shuddered. She
didn’t like the shift of feelings she had. This was only supposed
to be sex for procreation, not making love. When she gazed into
Aidan’s eyes, she saw the restraint in them. Taking his face in her
hands, she smiled. “You don’t have to hold back on me.”
“It’s been a long time since you had sex, and
I don’t want to hurt you,” he replied, practically gritting his
teeth from the effort.
“I’m not a virgin, so you won’t hurt me.” At
his continued slow, almost methodical pace, Emma realized she was
going to have to reach him on his terms to get him to stop. At the
same time, she didn’t know if she had it in her to demand what she
needed to. Drawing in a deep breath, she smacked his bare ass.
Hard. “Aidan Fitzgerald, you better fuck me like you mean it!”
Aidan’s head jerk back like she’d slapped
him. “Christ, Em, I can’t believe you said that.”
The usual blush tinged her cheeks, but she
shook her head. “Don’t treat me like some fragile flower. I want
you to enjoy this.”
“Fine then,” he practically growled.
She squealed when he rolled them over to
where she was riding him. He lay still, buried deep inside her,
waiting for her to take the reigns. Tentatively, she rocked against
him until she slowly started speeding up the pace. Leaning back,
she rested her palms on his thighs. She rode him hard and fast,
grinding against him until she found just the right spot to send
her over the edge again. “Yes! Oh God!” she cried.
Aidan rose up into a sitting position. He
took one of her
fisted the sheets in both hands. “Oh Aidan!” she screamed.
Immediately, her hand flew to cup her mouth. God, what’s
happening to me? I’ve never screamed in bed before . His fingers
kept a rapid pace while he kept licking and sucking at her
center.
“Oh yes! Yes, Aidan…please,” she murmured,
twisting the sheets tighter in her hands. Her hips kept up a manic
rhythm as he plunged his fingers and tongue in and out of her.
Finally, it sent her over the edge, and she climaxed violently.
When she started coming back to herself, she realized one of her
hands had abandoned the sheet and had twisted into Aidan’s
hair.
After she released him, he slid his briefs
off, giving her an eye-full of his massive erection. He rose up on
his knees between her legs and grinned down at her. “So what’s the
best baby-making position?”
What the…? Had he seriously just asked her
about what position to use. “Um, well, supposedly Missionary.”
“Sounds good to me.” He bent over her,
positioning himself between her thighs. When his cock nudged
against her opening, she tensed and gripped his shoulders. Aidan
kissed her tenderly on the forehead. “I’m going to take this nice
and slow, okay?”
She nodded and clamped her eye-lids shut.
“No, look at me, Emma.”
Obeying his command, she peeked up at him.
Gently, he started easing himself inside. Emma gasped in pleasure,
rather than pain, as he filled her. “Hmm,” she murmured when he was
finally buried deep inside.
“God, you feel amazing,” he whispered into
her ear.
“I could say the same about you,” she
replied.
He chuckled as he stayed stock still for a
moment allowing her to get accustomed to his size. “Yeah, but for
me, it’s more about being able to feel so much. I’ve never been
inside a woman without a condom before.”
“Really?”
He bobbed his head. “Guess you’re taking my
non-condom virginity.”
“Oh,” she murmured.
Slowly, he pulled out to thrust back into
her. “Oh fuck, yes, that’s hot,” he groaned into her ear.
Once he found a rhythm, Emma raised her hips
to meet him. They moved in almost unison, their breaths coming in
ragged pants.
But after several minutes, Aidan surprised
her by keeping up his languorous pace. It was tender and
sweet—almost like the lovemaking she used to have with Travis. An
emotional ache burned through her chest, and she shuddered. She
didn’t like the shift of feelings she had. This was only supposed
to be sex for procreation, not making love. When she gazed into
Aidan’s eyes, she saw the restraint in them. Taking his face in her
hands, she smiled. “You don’t have to hold back on me.”
“It’s been a long time since you had sex, and
I don’t want to hurt you,” he replied, practically gritting his
teeth from the effort.
“I’m not a virgin, so you won’t hurt me.” At
his continued slow, almost methodical pace, Emma realized she was
going to have to reach him on his terms to get him to stop. At the
same time, she didn’t know if she had it in her to demand what she
needed to. Drawing in a deep breath, she smacked his bare ass.
Hard. “Aidan Fitzgerald, you better fuck me like you mean it!”
Aidan’s head jerk back like she’d slapped
him. “Christ, Em, I can’t believe you said that.”
The usual blush tinged her cheeks, but she
shook her head. “Don’t treat me like some fragile flower. I want
you to enjoy this.”
“Fine then,” he practically growled.
She squealed when he rolled them over to
where she was riding him. He lay still, buried deep inside her,
waiting for her to take the reigns. Tentatively, she rocked against
him until she slowly started speeding up the pace. Leaning back,
she rested her palms on his thighs. She rode him hard and fast,
grinding against him until she found just the right spot to send
her over the edge again. “Yes! Oh God!” she cried.
Aidan rose up into a sitting position. He
took one of her
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