She flushed at his words, her breath still coming in uneven pants. Gently, he nudged her towards the bed and then eased her down onto her back. Pushing on her elbows, she scooted up on the mattress. Aidan loomed over her, desire burning bright in his blue eyes. Emma shuddered under his gaze. As his body covered hers, he pushed her legs wide apart. He then kissed a path from her neck, down through the valley of her br**sts, and over her belly.
When his head dipped between her legs, Emma’s eyes pinched shut in ecstasy. As his fingers entered her again, his tongue swirled around her clit, 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 h*ps 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 cl**axed 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 c**k 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 f**k, yes, that’s hot,” he groaned into her ear.
Once he found a rhythm, Emma raised her h*ps 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 f**k 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 swaying br**sts in his mouth and sucked deeply while gripping her h*ps tight. He changed the rhythm to work her against him, pulling her almost off his c**k 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 f**ked, 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.