I feel her fingers on my skin, scratching softly over my back, shoulders, and arms. Keeping my balance with one hand, I use the other to stroke her breasts and hips as I keep my rhythm steady. I shift my hips a little, changing the angle and burying myself deep inside of her before pulling nearly out, then plunging back in from another angle.
Aerin groans loudly, and I feel her body tense up around my cock. I’ve never felt anything like this before, and I start bucking my hips against her as quickly as I’m able, my balls brushing her ass with every stroke, adding to the sensation.
“God, Talen! Yes! Harder!”
“Shit!” My abs ache with the exertion as I move even faster, slamming into her with each stroke as she wraps her legs around my ass, encouraging me even more.
“Oh!” Aerin presses her hips up against me, crying out as she digs her fingers into my back. She shudders, and I feel her clench around me one last time before she melts into the bedding.
I don’t think. I can’t think. All I can do is feel as the pressure from my thighs and balls intensifies and then explodes down my cock. My stomach tightens. I think I’m screaming, but I’m not entirely sure if it’s my own voice I hear or hers. Waves of sensation crash into my body, making me shudder as I come inside of her.
The feeling ebbs as I stroke in and out of her a few more times. Aerin releases her grip with her legs and runs her hands up and down my back. I hold myself still for a moment, not wanting to pull out of her but also knowing I can’t keep myself in this position forever. Reluctantly, I shift backward and roll to my back, lying next to her.
Aerin hums as she rolls to her side and places her hand on my chest. I wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her a bit closer.
“Was that okay?” I ask, feeling incredibly shy and unsure.
“Was it okay?” Aerin laughs, and I’m not sure what to think of it when she doesn’t follow up.
“Does that mean it wasn’t?”
“Fuck, no, Talen!” Aerin runs her fingers over my beard. “That was incredible. Fantastic. Amazing.”
My cheeks hurt as I smile broadly.
“I’m not just saying that because it’s been so long, either.” Aerin blushes. “I mean, I’ve been traveling and trying to stay under the radar all this time. I couldn’t really afford any complications. I was dating a guy back at the capital for a couple of years, but I couldn’t exactly tell him why I was leaving the city, so I ended up just cutting ties instead.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean.” I lean back against the pillow and try to keep myself from wondering who this old boyfriend might be, what he looked like, or what they looked like in bed together.
“You’ve avoided relationships, too, haven’t you?”
“I wouldn’t feel right getting involved with anyone here,” I say. “I’d have to lie about who I am, and that’s not exactly healthy.”
“How long has it been for you?” she asks.
“Well, uh…” I don’t really know how to answer. “I had a girlfriend when I lived at home. We were going to, but…well, let’s just say the living room at my father’s house wasn’t quite private enough.”
“You got caught?”
“Yeah.”
Aerin laughs.
“She was leaving the next day,” I tell her. “We had been dating for a few months, but I never heard from her again after Dad ran her out of the house that night.”
“Oh, so you never…I mean, not with her?”
“No. Didn’t get that far.”
“So, who was the last one?”
I close my eyes for a moment, trying to decide what is worse—thinking of the woman who comes to mind or thinking about the man Aerin used to sleep with. They seem equally distasteful.
“A harlot,” I finally blurt out. “I’d helped her, and she wanted to repay me. It was a mistake, and I regretted it even while it was happening.”
“I’m sorry,” Aerin says quietly. “I shouldn’t have pressed.”
“It’s all right. It was only oral, but still—I didn’t want to be paid back. She was very insistent.”