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swaying breasts in his mouth and sucked deeply
while gripping her hips tight. He changed the rhythm to work her
against him, pulling her almost off his cock and then slamming her
back down on him. She felt him go deeper and deeper each time, and
as much as she was enjoying the feeling, Aidan was grunting in
pleasure against her chest.
    Just when Emma thought she might come again,
Aidan pushed her onto her back and brought her legs straight up
against his chest to where her feet rested at his shoulders. She
whimpered when he rammed himself back inside her. He smirked in
satisfaction down at her, and she knew she was in for it. She had
told him she wanted to be fucked, so he was going to give it to
her. Hard.
    As he pounded into her, his balls smacked
against her ass. He groaned as the position took him deeper again.
Her cries of pleasure seemed to fuel Aidan on as he thrust again
and again. She felt the tension in his body and realized he was
getting close. Suddenly, he spread her legs and brought them back
to their original position, face to face and wrapped in each
other’s arms.
    When Emma’s last orgasm tightened her walls
around Aidan’s cock, he thrust one last time and then let himself
go inside her. “Oh, fuck, Emma!” he cried before collapsing on top
of her.
    They lay entangled together, catching their
breath. “Don’t ever doubt yourself again,” Aidan murmured into her
ear.
    “Really?”
    He pulled back to smile at her.
“Totally.”
    “Thanks. You were pretty amazing
yourself.”
    “I think I already got that fact from how
vocal you were.” He pushed the hair out of her face. “You’re
certainly not shy in the bedroom, are you?”
    Mortified at what she might have said or done
in the heat of passion, Emma buried her face in Aidan’s neck. “Oh
my God,” she murmured.
    “Yeah, you like to say that one a lot, too.
Of course, I’m a bigger fan of when you scream my name,” he mused.
When she continued hiding her face from him, he nudged her
playfully. “Come on, Em. Don’t be embarrassed. It was sexy as
hell.”
    “Really?” she squeaked.
    “Yes.”
    After exhaling a satisfied little sigh, she
pulled away to smile shyly at him. “I guess I got carried away
because I didn’t know it could be like that.”
    “You didn’t have sex like that with your
fiancée?”
    “Yes, but I loved him.” At Aidan’s
furrowed brows, she blushed. “What I mean is I thought I’d never
enjoy sex unless I was in love with the person.”
    “Well, I’m glad I could prove you wrong,” he
mused.
    They lay quietly for a few minutes. Emma
could tell Aidan wasn’t one for post-coital cuddling, which further
cemented his image as a womanizer to her. She watched as he kept
staring up at the ceiling or shifting under the covers. He probably
didn’t sleep with most of the women he went to bed with. He cleared
his throat. “Wanna join me in the shower?”
    “Not yet. I’m supposed to wait before doing
that.”
    “Why?”
    She blushed. “Are you sure you really want to
hear about all this?”
    “Of course I am.”
    Emma couldn’t believe that after just
sleeping with Aidan she couldn’t bring herself to say certain words
in front of him or explain to him some aspects of successful
conceiving.
    He nudged her with his elbow. “Come on, Em.
What is it?”
    “Fine. I read that you should wait twenty or
thirty minutes before using the bathroom or showering. You know, to
help the sperm along and everything.”
    “That’s it? I thought by the way you were
acting it was something truly embarrassing.” Aidan grinned.
    “Trust me. Talking like this to you is
mortifying.”
    “Okay, whatever. So the deal with the sperm
is it’s kinda like a ‘you can’t go swimming for thirty minutes
after you eat’ kinda thing?”
    “I guess,” she murmured.
    “What else are you supposed to do?”
    “Aidan,” she protested.
    “Come on. You can do it. You just said sperm
in front of me, and I didn’t run for the