Page 184 of Broken Ties (Rixon High 4)

“Jesus, Poppy. What is this?” He fingered the lacy strap of my bra.

“You like?”

“Like? I fucking love.” Lowering his mouth over the shell of my bra, he gently grazed his teeth against my pebbled skin.

“Aaron, that’s… God…” I gasped, sliding my fingers into his hair. He trailed his mouth up my throat, nipping along my jaw and finally capturing my mouth in a slow, bruising kiss.

“If we do this, Poppy, and we are doing this, I just need you to know that you’re mine. Now, forever, always. Because the idea of not having you in my life, by my side… I can’t do it.”

“I’m yours.”

We kissed… and kissed some more. Until our chests heaved between us and our breaths turned ragged.

I helped Aaron unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his body, reveling in the sight of his abs, all that tanned skin.

“Fuck, Poppy, I like the way you look at me.”

“I like the way you look too.” I chuckled, and he dropped his lips to my forehead, pressing a kiss there.

“You’re sure?” he asked, and I nodded, my throat turning dry.

He rocked back on his haunches and pulled out his wallet. “I didn’t… I mean, this looks bad, but I wanted to be prepared.”

“Aaron, it’s okay,” I said. “I’m on birth control and this is our first time, right? I don’t want…”

“What?” His eyes darkened, and heat flared inside me. “Tell me, Poppy.”

“I don’t want anything between us.”

“Fuck… yeah, okay.” He hooked his fingers into his boxer briefs and shoved them down his hips. “Poppy,” he said, and I blinked up at him. “You good?”

“I… yep. I’m yep.”

His laughter washed over me, easing the knot in my stomach. “I’ll make it as good for you as possible.” He dropped his weight on me slightly and I slid my hands around his waist and along the defined muscles in his back.

“Okay?” I nodded as he hooked my leg around his hip and gently pressed forward. “Holy shit,” he choked out as he stretched me slowly inch by inch.

“You’re so big,” I breathed through the slight twinge of pain, but then Aaron kissed me, distracting me with his tongue and teeth as he withdrew and then rocked forward again, going deeper.

I cried out and he stilled above me. “Okay?”

“Yeah, don’t stop.”

The pain ebbed away until there was nothing but Aaron. His touch and kisses, his skin sliding against mine, his body moving above me. Inside me.

He dropped his face to the crook of my neck, groaning. “Jesus, Poppy, you feel incredible. I’ll never get enough of this… of you…”

“Aaron…” I whimpered, overwhelmed in the best kind of way.

I’d imagined this moment over and over again, but nothing came close to the real thing, and it was almost too much for my heart to take.

“Fuck,” he rasped, sliding his hand under my ass and lifting me onto him. It was even deeper like this and so, so good, I could hardly breathe.

“I’m not going to last… but I want you to get there too.” He kissed me, dipping his tongue into my mouth as his hand slipped between us and found my clit.

“God, yes… like that…” I murmured, kissing him back, trying to match his thrusts, the slow insistent circles of his thumb over the sensitive bud.

“More, ah…” Waves of pleasure crashed over me.

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