6. Passionately Tangling With A Stranger
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Cielle’s POV:
The kiss was desperate, filled with passion. His tongue swept past my lips as he licked into my mouth. He bit down slightly on my bottom lip before his teeth scraped over it again. His fingers gripped at my hips, pulling me against him. As much as I wanted to push my clothes off, to get him closer to me, and let him feel my desperation, I didn't instead I let my hands settle on his chest and I began tracing small circles.
He shuddered in response, moaning softly in the back of his throat as his breath tickled me.
I pulled at his hair roughly so that he would know I wasn’t joking. Aiden smiled and took the hint as he began kissing my neck. As he sucked hard on a spot above my collarbone, I squirmed. His mouth was working its way up toward my shoulder and I could feel my legs trembling underneath me. I needed more than just a little bit of friction.
My heart was racing and my skin tingled everywhere he touched me. It made me want to throw caution to the wind and take things further and I did. I let Aiden slip my top over my head, I let him do the same with my pants and when he began tracing a line from my breastbone down to my stomach, everything stopped being coherent.
I arched into him, pressing myself against his hand as my entire body shook. There was nothing gentle about him. Every stroke of his palm or finger sent lightning through me as his hot, wet mouth closed around my n****e and sucked hard. He let go after another minute or two, sucking harder this time, making me moan.
His lips followed the trail, stopping once at each hip bone, where he kissed every inch of them, sending me into an even greater frenzy than before. His thumb brushed against my clit in a slow, torturous motion until I finally found the nerve that sent me spiraling into a spiral of pleasure that left me weak and dizzy.
He slipped a finger into me then, stretching my tight walls around it and I knew then that there was no going back. I would have screamed and begged for him to f**k me all night but Aiden pulled out suddenly, leaving me gasping and whimpering as his fingers retreated from me slowly.
When he reached up to remove his shirt and toss it aside, he did the same thing with his jeans and when I caught his eyes something was dancing inside of it, something intense and mysterious but the expression on his face was purely lustful and he looked positively wicked with his wild mane of unruly brown curls.
I wanted more, I needed more, but Aiden seemed hesitant to continue, but it only seemed to last a couple of seconds. He ran a hand over my breasts and then cupped the side of my face before moving forward to kiss me deeply, almost tenderly. He smelled so good – so very good – and I let myself relax against him as my legs trembled underneath me.
I pushed against his chest to help keep our connection firm. He ran a finger through my face, his eyes searching through mine for something, he seemed to have found it soon after because he locked our lips again. Our breathing was still heavy when he gently guided me onto my back and climbed on top of me.
Aiden moved against my thighs and I bucked beneath him, wanting to touch him, to feel his skin on mine. I didn't mind the roughness of his beard because it felt right, natural somehow. My hands found his hair and I pulled slightly, enjoying the sensation. He pressed himself against me, letting his c**k press into my already damp cunt, and the feeling made my legs shake, he started moving inside me slowly at first, then faster, increasing the speed as he f****d me deeper and deeper.
I was lost in his eyes, lost in his lips, lost in everything but what we were doing. All thoughts fled from my mind except one, that of his hardness and how good it felt.
My hips rose to meet him, wanting more, needing more. And then my brain shut off completely, leaving me completely free and vulnerable. But I couldn't find anything wrong with it. I wasn't complaining. It felt really good. I closed my eyes and sighed happily, trying to savor the feelings for just a few moments longer.
Then, when I was almost sure that I'd gotten over what he was doing to me, his c**k shot deep inside me and I shrieked in surprise. My hands instinctively wrapped themselves around him as I tried to bring him closer to me.
He groaned again but he kept f*****g me, taking everything deeper and deeper and I started shaking as I felt an orgasm begin to build in me again. I couldn’t tell where the orgasm began or where it ended because my mind seemed to completely shut down as the throes of orgasm overwhelmed my frame
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