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raced through her veins, fueling every nerve ending in her body.
She could feel her pussy convulsing around Aidan’s cock, could feel his fingers digging into her hips. All sensations that added to the intensity of what she was feeling.
Seconds, minutes, hell, hours later the ringing in her ears began to subside and her vision cleared. All she could see was Aidan. Somehow he had managed to lower himself on top of her without her knowledge, not that she would complain.
He was absolutely beautiful. His head was thrown back and his eyes were clenched shut. The expression on his face was one that cannot be defined.
“Oh God, Atayla, you’re amazing!” Aidan shouted just before he lost himself to his own orgasm.
Chapter Eight
Atayla awoke with sunlight steaming onto her face. Looking around she realized she wasn’t in her apartment and anxiety assailed her until she remembered where she was and who she was with. Relaxing back into her pillow, she let a satisfied smile play along her lips.
Aidan’s breath tickled the back of her neck as he breathed in a deep languorous rhythm. His arm was thrown across her waist, his hand cupped her breast. A girl could become accustomed to this, waking up with a naked sexy man nestled against her back.
Ruminating on their sexy interplay just hours before, it was without a doubt the best night of sex she had ever had. Of course, that wasn’t saying much. She frowned. She had only ever had sex with Randall before last night, and his idea of intercourse was to climb on, get off, and fall asleep.
When she would try to discuss what was lacking in their sex life, he would pass the blame onto her. According to him, the reason she never enjoyed sex was because she was frigid and had intimacy issues.
The truth was he only cared about himself. Aidan proved that to her last night. He was a considerate lover, took the time to see to her pleasure and after having three mind blowing orgasms he finally let himself experience the ecstasy he had given her over and over again.
Loving the feel of his skin against hers, the taste of his kiss, she hoped for a repeat performance sometime soon. If this was what happened when she released her inhibitions, she could pretty much count on always being a very naughty girl where Aidan was concerned.
Atayla relished her current position and wondered if he would mind if she acted on that impulsiveness right now. She never got to touch him last night like she wanted to, and there was a lot of him that she wanted to feel beneath her hands.
Especially his cock. He was so large she wondered how much of her hand could wrap around his width. She always loved the look and feel of a man’s penis. Had always wondered what it would be like to have all that flesh in her mouth, sucking away all his self-control.
What would he taste like, she wondered? Would he be salty and sweet, or maybe musky? She couldn’t wait to find out. Would he get angry, as Randall did, or would be revel in her attentions?
Unable to decide the best course of action, Atayla sighed. Why did everything have to be so difficult for her? Just once she wished she was brave enough to go after what she wanted. She was so inexperienced at those things he probably wouldn’t enjoy it anyway.
Maybe she should go home before he wakes up. She could slip out of bed and get dressed, call a cab and wait outside. He would never know. Then she wouldn’t have to face him and risk changing her mind. She had to cut ties with him before it was too late.
Now that they shared the most intimate of relations he will probably think of her as a possession. The last thing she wanted was to be bossed around by another man. Sure he was kind to her now, but once she was in too deep he would change. Once again she would be too fat, too ugly, and too undesirable.
He would start pushing
She could feel her pussy convulsing around Aidan’s cock, could feel his fingers digging into her hips. All sensations that added to the intensity of what she was feeling.
Seconds, minutes, hell, hours later the ringing in her ears began to subside and her vision cleared. All she could see was Aidan. Somehow he had managed to lower himself on top of her without her knowledge, not that she would complain.
He was absolutely beautiful. His head was thrown back and his eyes were clenched shut. The expression on his face was one that cannot be defined.
“Oh God, Atayla, you’re amazing!” Aidan shouted just before he lost himself to his own orgasm.
Chapter Eight
Atayla awoke with sunlight steaming onto her face. Looking around she realized she wasn’t in her apartment and anxiety assailed her until she remembered where she was and who she was with. Relaxing back into her pillow, she let a satisfied smile play along her lips.
Aidan’s breath tickled the back of her neck as he breathed in a deep languorous rhythm. His arm was thrown across her waist, his hand cupped her breast. A girl could become accustomed to this, waking up with a naked sexy man nestled against her back.
Ruminating on their sexy interplay just hours before, it was without a doubt the best night of sex she had ever had. Of course, that wasn’t saying much. She frowned. She had only ever had sex with Randall before last night, and his idea of intercourse was to climb on, get off, and fall asleep.
When she would try to discuss what was lacking in their sex life, he would pass the blame onto her. According to him, the reason she never enjoyed sex was because she was frigid and had intimacy issues.
The truth was he only cared about himself. Aidan proved that to her last night. He was a considerate lover, took the time to see to her pleasure and after having three mind blowing orgasms he finally let himself experience the ecstasy he had given her over and over again.
Loving the feel of his skin against hers, the taste of his kiss, she hoped for a repeat performance sometime soon. If this was what happened when she released her inhibitions, she could pretty much count on always being a very naughty girl where Aidan was concerned.
Atayla relished her current position and wondered if he would mind if she acted on that impulsiveness right now. She never got to touch him last night like she wanted to, and there was a lot of him that she wanted to feel beneath her hands.
Especially his cock. He was so large she wondered how much of her hand could wrap around his width. She always loved the look and feel of a man’s penis. Had always wondered what it would be like to have all that flesh in her mouth, sucking away all his self-control.
What would he taste like, she wondered? Would he be salty and sweet, or maybe musky? She couldn’t wait to find out. Would he get angry, as Randall did, or would be revel in her attentions?
Unable to decide the best course of action, Atayla sighed. Why did everything have to be so difficult for her? Just once she wished she was brave enough to go after what she wanted. She was so inexperienced at those things he probably wouldn’t enjoy it anyway.
Maybe she should go home before he wakes up. She could slip out of bed and get dressed, call a cab and wait outside. He would never know. Then she wouldn’t have to face him and risk changing her mind. She had to cut ties with him before it was too late.
Now that they shared the most intimate of relations he will probably think of her as a possession. The last thing she wanted was to be bossed around by another man. Sure he was kind to her now, but once she was in too deep he would change. Once again she would be too fat, too ugly, and too undesirable.
He would start pushing
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