“Aaron! Aaron!” I couldn’t stop repeating his name. His magic dick had my brain stuck on that one word until I came undone and embraced the sweet, delicious end. The glory took me and dragged me all the way under and out and over.
By the time my mind reattached itself to my brain, Aaron’s face was buried in my neck. “God. You feel so fucking good.” His dick jerked inside me as he unloaded his hot fluid and shuddered against my body, his mind as gone as mine.
Once we overcame our temporary state of orgasmic insanity, our breathing beat out against the nagging groan of the air-conditioning unit and the stale air inside the room was beaten down by our heated sexual aroma.
My heart hammered and when Aaron squeezed me tightly against his chest, I noticed his heart thudding as hard as mine.
When I thought our connection had gone as deep as it was going to go, it went further. When he lifted his face and glared into my eyes, I was helpless to drop my gaze away from his. I’d gotten trapped in the emotion that the look emitted. The incessant pounding that threatened to blow up my heart shook my body with small tremors.
This was a different level of need that charged through my body and coated every part of me down to the cellular level. Every inch of my body ached to kiss him, to explore this connection further, but I was afraid. This was that charming monster that had grabbed me the day before I’d left Aaron. Leaving him had proven to be one of the most difficult decisions I’d ever had to make.
I’d tackled this emotional monster again after Aaron tracked me down. I struggled with it the day he’d found a way to coax me out of my muted mental state and told me he loved me. I’d assumed he said those words to pull me back from the darkness I had descended into, but it was only now that I knew he meant what he’d said.
We’d never expressed what we were to each other. We’d never defined our relationship. I’d never spoken those sacred words back to Aaron, but I couldn’t deny what was staring me in the face. I couldn’t deny what I felt in every cell of my body. The way his eyes roved over me now. The softness that lingered in his gaze. The tender kisses that had started to blossom between us. Even his touch had softened, mostly only at the beginning and end of our episodes, but it was still a touch that hadn’t been there before.
The unmistakable brushes of intimacy that seemed to be knotting us closer together with each passing moment baffled me. We were building a bond so strong that I didn’t know if I could walk away from him again when I knew I didn’t have any other choice.
We weren’t just in lust anymore. We weren’t just fucking anymore. We were in something that I didn’t want to face. We were face to face with a beast that had the power to destroy not only us but the world in which we knew it. Something that could open our twisted hearts and make us weak when strength was the only way to secure our survival. Something that I believed would make Aaron take on whoever was coming after me, no matter how dangerous, how deadly, or how many.
I couldn’t let Aaron get killed because of me. I couldn’t let him sacrifice whatever time he had left on this planet for me. My brain had shut down after I thought he’d killed my friends, Laura and Beverly. I couldn’t imagine what would happen to my mind if he were killed because of me.
Aaron didn’t care about which one of us these people were after. I was starting to believe he was going to fight them no matter what. I knew the storm that brewed, and it was meant for me and me alone.
I didn’t know how I’d done it. I had no idea how I managed to muddle through the currents that had tugged me so deeply under, but I dropped my gaze away from his and slid from Aaron’s lap.
I had never been so afraid of anything in my life as I was of Aaron when this powerful unseen force between us gripped me. I’d rather face the men hunting me. I’d rather face that creature that crawled on my leg in the dark woods. I was less afraid of standing in front of a moving train, than facing Aaron when those powerful uncontrolled emotions showed up and made me feel things that weren’t supposed to exist within me for a man I was not supposed to have.
After jumping off his lap like it had been set ablaze, I crawled to the edge of the bed and cradled my shivering body into a tight ball until Aaron’s warmth wrapped around me.
“Come here. You’re freezing.”
I scooted back into his warm embrace, but I couldn’t face him, not right now. He pulled the covers over us before resting his face in the crook of my neck. The tender peck he placed on my neck kept the beast nipping at my heart.
“Good night,” he said, too sweet to fit his personality.
“Good night,” I whispered, still shivering and not because I was cold.