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Obliging, I slipped my pointer finger inside, causing my pinkie to graze downward and brush her asshole. Aera looked up at me with widened eyes that quickly rolled back in her head as she inched closer to ecstasy.
A spat of lusty moans spilled from her lips as I tantalized her with my fingers. “Oh, my god. Oh, my god. I think I’m going to…”
I continued to flick my tongue against her clit, keeping the same motion so she didn’t lose her orgasm as it rushed to the peak. Moments later, she cried out screams of pleasure as her body shook rigorously around my hand.
She looked like a vision when she came for me like that. And knowing I was the only person she’d ever finished with sent a primal surge of warmth straight to my cock.
I slowed my fingers as she rode out her first orgasm to give her a chance to catch her breath. “Do you want my cock this time?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, pulling me up to taste her arousal on my lips while unbuttoning my jeans.
My dick jumped at her eagerness.
Throwing off my clothes, my cock sprung free, and a devilish smile grew on Aera’s lips at the sight.
“Lie down,” she commanded.
My lips broke into a mischievous grin as I followed her direction. Moments later, she wiggled her way on top of me and sank onto my cock, taking all of me at once.
A moan of pleasure expelled from my mouth as she found rhythm rotating her hips in slow circles around my length. She kept me on edge until she was ready to send us through the intoxicating peak of desire simultaneously.
I thought my hunger for this girl couldn’t get worse, but when Aera fell into a sweaty, panting heap on top of me, wholeness radiated through my chest, which only multiplied my craving tenfold.
8
AERA
One might sayI’d spent two full weeks in Comets Valley, but seeing as I could count on one hand the number of times Elliot and I had left the house in the past few days, that seemed like a bit of a stretch.
I might not have had the chance to explore all the town had to offer yet, but Elliot had done such a thorough job exploring my body that I didn’t have enough brainpower to care.
“You know we have to leave this room, eventually.” Elliot kissed the tip of my nose as I lay nuzzled between the warmth of his chest with the comforter draped over my back. “At least long enough to wash the sheets because it reeks of sex in here.”
“Please don’t tell me we have to re-drown everything in lavender.”
A chuckle rumbled up from his throat, and a small smile drew up my lips.
In truth, when I came back to town the other day to grab my tablet, I hadn’t planned on staying longer than a night. But Elliot’s ploy to keep me in a continuous orgasm-induced coma, so I’d stay was working in both of our favors.
And as much as I enjoyed the highs he gave me; it was moments like this—when the heat between us had settled and our bodies were tangled comfortably between the sheets—that kept me staying day after day.
The chemistry between us wasn’t forced or uncomfortable. In fact, it was the furthest from either of those things. Being with Elliot was easy, and the best part about it was that he made me forget the loneliness I’d grown to know so well back in Los Angeles.
“Maybe we could go into town later? I promised Calliope I’d stop by to see her before I leave again.” I didn’t miss Elliot’s down-turned facial features at the last few words.
The last week we’d done our best to avoid discussions about me leaving for good. But seeing as I was leaving the day after tomorrow, we couldn’t escape from the topic much longer.
I knew I couldn’t stay here with him forever, but as the days sped by, I wondered what it would be like to bring Elliot back to LA with me. He came back to Comets Valley for a reason, but would he ever be interested in moving away from here again?
I tucked off the thought, reminding myself that this thing between us was just a fling. This time next month, both of us will probably have forgotten about each other entirely.
“We could go to the Christmas festival this afternoon if you want. Calliope has a booth every year, so we can drop by and see her then.”
I sucked in a breath, sitting up in bed with widened eyes. This had to betheChristmas Eve festival Juliet mentioned was Comets Valley’s claim to fame. She said the town rarely ever got tourists, but this was the biggest event of the year, and people traveled from all of the surrounding towns to take part in it.
This place was already everything I’d dreamed of and more, so it was hard for me to imagine seeing Main Street filled to the brim with people buying candied pecans and shopping for gifts at the display stands.
The thought alone was too perfect to be true.
