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“I’ve got this. You stay here,” he says and goes back to gathering the dirty dishes.
There’s this tiny part of me that indulges in thoughts of a future here. I can easily picture myself living here in this apartment. He and I quietly going about our days and then coming together at night. Aro cooking me dinner. Us cozy on the couch together recapping our day. Traveling the planet together. I indulge in the fantasy. I’m weak when it comes to him. Every barrier I have erected between us he has systematically dismantled.
The windows past Aro grab my attention. The suns are barely over the horizon, and the sky has turned a shocking orange and blue. Arotaps a few instructions into a control pad. The window shades retract into the wall and the bright orange light fills the kitchen.
“Oh wow.” I can’t find the right words. Watching the sunset is another breathtaking experience. Aro comes back to me, he gets close and nudges my knees apart, bringing his body up to mine.
He puts his hands on the counter next to my hips and leans forward. I wait for a kiss that doesn’t come. He watches me intently, learning every detail of my face. I savor his nearness while watching the suns sink lower and lower to the edge of the horizon. I rest my arms on his shoulders and frame his body with my bare legs. Over his shoulder, the sky changes colors as the suns continue their descent.
“Aro, turn around. You’re missing the most incredible sunset.”
“I’m not missing anything. This right here… is what I can’t look away from.” He runs his index finger down the center of my forehead and down my nose.
I pull him into me by his shoulders and kiss his gorgeous mouth. I stroke my tongue over his and squeeze his hips with my thighs. Aro quickly takes control of the kiss and grabs my ass with both hands lifting me off the counter. I wrap my legs around him and hook my ankles together. I take one last look out the window at the setting suns as Aro carries me toward his bedroom.
We make it about halfway to the bedroom when I’m pushed up against the wall, held up by Aro’s hips and his mouth at my throat. Aro grips the hair at the base of my head. A breathy moan escapes my lips. Lips and teeth make their way down my neck. Aro’s hard cock pushing against me sends vibrating energy to my core. The shirt I’ve borrowed is up to my waist and I’m completely exposed below.
Aro breaks from his kiss and looks down at me. Over the pounding of my heart, I hear a growl from deep in his chest. He peels me off the wall and carries me the rest of the way to the bedroom. It felt incredible when he pulled my hair. My fingers itch to do the same to him. Aro’s got both of his hands roughly palming my ass as we approach his bed. Before we can drop, I lace my fingers through his hair and tug.
“Fuck.” Aro draws the word out into three long syllables. He grinds his hips against mine and the head of his cock still inside his pants pushes against me.
Aro places me on the edge of his expansive bed. I trail my fingertips across his soft, lush sheets. His shirt comes off first and for the first time I notice a black vertical tattoo traveling up his rib cage. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of his pants and pulls them down. His impressive cock springs up. Woah—this is going to be interesting. Aro closes the distance between us. When he stands at the edge of the bed, I stroke the outside of his thighs and I pull his hips toward me.
A bead of cum glistens on the tip of his dick. I look up at him from my vantage point and smile. I grab him and stroke up and down. I lick my lips and run my tongue up his shaft, then pull the crown of his cock into my mouth. A rasping breath escapes his lips and he clutches at the back of my head. I move my mouth up and down with my tongue flattened seeing how much of him I can take. I go a bit too far and gag a little. My mouth is watering because he tastes so good. With a wet mouthful of him, I look up to see his reaction. His face shows every ounce of his pleasure and his hooded eyes look down at me. I move a little faster and he pulls out of my mouth with a pop.
“This will be over before it even gets started if you keep that up.” I wipe some spit off my chin with the back of my hand and scoot back on the bed to make room for him. Aro’s body slides up mine and he claims me with a rough kiss. He slowly works each button on the shirt I borrowed. It feels like an eternity has passed by the time he pulls it off me.
I squeeze my arms together, pushing my breasts and nipples toward him. Aro grabs one and rubs the side of his face against my chest until his mouth is around my nipple. He draws it hard into his mouth and lightly bites it between his teeth. He kisses and licks his way over to the other side, tasting all of me. He moves back up and lightly brushes his lips against mine before he nips at my earlobe.
“Hm, you taste so good. I’m going to take my time with you.” Chills spread all over my body from the feel of his lips against my ear. He groans and arches his back pushing his cock between my thighs. He bites my shoulder to help control himself. I turn his face back toward me. I want to see every expression. He kisses the palm of my hand. More chills spread over my body as he kisses the tip of each finger.
I reach down to my belly where Aro’s hard cock is pushed between us. I push it down toward my pussy and work my hips against him. Hecloses his eyes in pure ecstasy when I use him to rub my clit. I angle him a fraction lower and grind my hips to pull him inside of me.
“We’ll go slow next time,” I say as I feed him into me.
My breath catches as he pushes slowly in. I’ve never felt so full before. “Wait wait wait.” I press against his chest to hold him in place. I urge myself to relax so he can go deeper. I can feel him pulsing inside of me. He pushes deeper little by little.
“You feel so good.” Aro’s words urge me on and I roll my hips up to his. He sucks air between his teeth and bites his lower lip.
He keeps moving deeper and when I don’t think I can take anymore he is fully inside of me. He holds still for a second before pulling back. In a fluid motion he pushes back in. He rolls his hips in and out, and I grip his shoulders with all my strength. My face drawn in with my eyebrows scrunched together. Every time he fucks into me, it pushes air out of my lungs. As our bodies move in rhythm together my breathing catches up to Aro’s. I push harder and harder against him, chasing the building pressure.
Aro leans down and grabs my nipple and that’s enough to send me straight over the edge. I stifle my moan into his neck as my legs shake and my clit throbs on his cock. I’ve never come so fast. He stills for a moment to experience my orgasm, then resumes his deep thrusts into me. He sits back onto his heels and grabs my ankles, tossing them over his shoulders. When he enters me this time the angle brings him hard against a different part of me. He leans closer again and kisses my collarbone then pushes his face into my neck while relentlessly moving in and out of me. I’m shocked to realize I’m going to come again.
Desperation takes me over and I meet every thrust with my own. This time, I hear a whiny moan come out of me when I come. Aro’s movements become jerky and he pulls out of me completely. He roughly strokes his dick a few times and then a jet of cum streaks out of him. He keeps stroking and more pours out in thick ropes onto my belly. When his body is still from his release, he drops down on the bed next to me and lays on his side. A second later he jumps up and grabs a towel from the bathroom then carefully wipes away any trace of him from my belly.
I drop my head back onto the bed, close my eyes, and draw in a deep breath. My chest is pounding while I try to catch my breath. I turnmy head to Aro and smile. He is completely spent. He stares back at me and without a word drags me up against his hard sweaty body. He nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck and takes in a long drag.
We lie like this for a while. Long enough to cool off and for our breathing to normalize. I can’t stop smiling and he can’t stop touching me. His fingers skate up and down my arms and across my back then trail down my legs. I don’t even want to blink because I’ll miss his face looking back at me.
“The fuse was lit the moment I saw you, and it’s been heading straight towards my destruction,” he says and kisses my shoulder.
“I wish things could be different, that I didn’t have to leave,” I say, meaning it.
“Is it selfish of me to ask you to stay?” he asks, searching my face.
My chest aches at the thought of leaving him. “I need to finish this. There is still a lot of work to do. Plus, there’s something you should know about me. I’m really good at fitting in, not good at belonging,” I say.
“What does that mean?” he asks.
