Crossing lines (Noah and Aiden) novel Chapter 186

Chapter 186

Oh God, what had just surged through me? What on earth had I just uttered aloud?

A sudden, ragged sound escaped me—part gasp, part strangled choke—like I wished I could pull those words back inside my chest and lock them away forever. But it was too late. They hung heavy in the air between us, impossible to take back. My body betrayed me too—my hips continued to thrust erratically against Aiden’s, wild and desperate, like some frantic animal caught in a frenzy.

The orgasm didn’t ease up; it crashed over me in relentless waves, my cock pulsing deep inside him, hot bursts spilling out until I was sure I had nothing left to give—and yet, I kept spilling more. I wanted to stay buried inside him, lost and held there, forever suspended in that moment.

Then he shifted his weight, sliding me out gently. For a fleeting second, my stomach plummeted—I feared he was pushing me away, that my confession had disgusted him. I collapsed onto my knees, utterly hollow inside.

But then I felt him behind me again. A cool slickness traced down the cleft of my ass, gliding over his fingers, over himself. His hands gripped my hips firmly but gently, steady and sure. Then Aiden pressed forward, pushing into me once more. A harsh moan tore from my throat, breathless and raw.

Though I had just come, my cock hadn’t softened completely. With him stretching me open, I began swelling again, harder than before. Being inside him had been incredible—but this, him inside me, was where I truly belonged. This was our language, our secret communication. I was his release; he was my sanctuary. When his cock filled me, stretching me to the edge of pain and back, there was no line between us. I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.

His thrusts hit that spot inside me that made my vision spark and my knees go weak. Each push unraveled another thread within me, until both my body and mind were unraveling together. I surrendered everything, letting him take it all.

We moved together in a punishing rhythm, one hand sliding around to grip my cock, stroking hard and fast. “Fuck! I love you! Fuuuuck—” I cried out, the courage inside me breaking like a dam. Release exploded from me in violent jets, splattering the pillows, the wall, even the bare mattress where the sheet had slipped loose during our wrestling. My body convulsed under the force, trembling as everything I’d been holding back poured out.

Aiden lowered me down onto my stomach but stayed inside, rolling his hips in slower, deeper thrusts. I felt his cock pulse, the heat of him spilling into me until we both trembled.

“I fucking love you too, Noah,” he said, voice rough and certain, as he collapsed over my back.

His words landed on me like both a soothing balm and a sharp blade. Because even as they comforted, I knew this night was all we had.