I Just Want Simple
Aiden’s lips brush over my cheek and he leans in closer, moving his lips against mine.
I moan, throwing my head back so his lips are on my neck instead.
“Faster, Aiden.”
He licks at my skin, his fingers quickening around my clit. “You’re so wet.”
I nod, panting. “Your fingers feel so good.”
The fabric of his jeans is pressed against the back of my thigh. My leg is draped over his waist, while my other leg lays flat on the bed. He’s fully clothed, but I’m naked, my skin flushing red and prickling as he plays with my clit.
My toes curl.
Fuck, it feels good.
I let him touch me, let myself sink into it, even though a part of me is still tangled in knots, wondering what he’s hiding about Zaid. Aiden, for all his flaws, has been my one
steady friend, aside from Nikki. And I’d do anything to avoid being home right now, with my mom’s nonstop wedding planning and the wedding just three days away.
Still, there’s a wall between us that we both know is there, yet neither of us talks about.
But when we kiss?
When he touches me?
When I turn wet between my legs?
I can ignore that. I can pretend things are simple.
And right now, that’s what I want: a simple moment. For once, I just want simple. I want easy; I want to feel good.
His breath fans my neck, sending a rush down my spine.
He presses his fingers to my entrance, leaving my clit and I immediately feel the loss of
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the friction.
“Aiden,” I moan, complaining.
He chuckles, deep, and shifts away. He keeps his fingers inside me and I watch him with hooded eyes as he slides down the bed and settles between my legs.
Anticipation runs through me.
Aiden has never eaten me out, and it’s part of the reason why I’ve never sucked his cock, even though I have been curious about his taste. He quirks an eyebrow and keeps his eyes on me, and smiles before sicking my clit between his teeth.
I gasp and my legs begin to tremble.
His tongue plays with my clit and his fingers thrust in and out of me.
Pleasure runs through me, coiling in my stomach until I’m struggling to breathe.
“Aiden.”
He moans against my clit.
“Fuck, Aiden, I’m coming.”
He quickens his pace, and I reach my breaking point, my body convulsing as he continues
to play with me.
“Aiden.” I reach for his head, pulling at his hair, begging for him to stop.
It’s too much, and I’m so sensitive, but he doesn’t stop. My orgasm washes through me
and I lose my breath as a second one builds up and immediately follows.
I scream.
We’re alone in his house, no one’s here, so I let it myself be loud.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I whisper quickly, burying my fingers in his scalp.
Aiden finally pulls away, kissing my inner thigh. “Fucking love your pussy.”
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walk downstairs.
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