17
JED
Aiden had captured a million and one emotions with graphite and paper. Longing didn’t begin to describe what coursed through my body. My balls ached, but I couldn’t be bothered to tear my focus off the life Aiden had created to see how obnoxious my stiff d**k had become.
“What’s their story, Jed?” he asked quietly from where he stood towering over me, his tone as haggard as I felt inside.
“f*******n love,” I didn’t hesitate to answer. “But they’re powerless to fight it.” The frown furrowed on one brow, the arched spine of the other in complete surrender to the one leaning over him… “It’s beautiful. Simply perfect.”
I imagined Aiden…
Back bowing to lift his body toward me. Searching mouth, stuttered breaths. A moan of desperation rising from his chest.
Lips brushing, hearts tu
