Chapter Eighteen

Blake

 

I couldn’t imagine a better way to spend a Thursday morning than in bed with Aiden all day. The sun blasted in through the window, reminding me that the day had started, but yet, here we were, still in bed, cuddled up next to one another, bellies full, and my heart bursting with love.

What I wouldn’t have given for this to be real….

Aiden pulled me close to his chest, pressing my cheek against him so I could hear his heartbeat. It was fast, faster than usual, and it made me wonder what he may be nervous about. Was it me?

He pulled loose after the squeeze, stretching out to the side of the bed and returning with his laptop. I watched him lazily as he scooted up against the headboard, turned his laptop on, and then punched in his password.

Once the screen appeared, he immediately started his browser, typing in the address of the company for the gift card. He entered sheets into the search box and then turned to me.

“What color?” he asked.

“It’s your room,” I smirked.

“I would like it to be our room,” he insisted.

I was shocked by his statement and confused by my own reaction. I wanted that too. I wanted that so badly I could almost taste it.

“I like light blue and white,” I stated firmly.

His eyes moved towards mine, a grin already in place, and clicked on the search filters to show only blue and white options. I watched as he added a high thread count and checked off Egyptian cotton as the material preferred. It left three choices on the page. There was a solid white, which I didn’t care for, a darker blue that was just too dark, and then a set that was light blue and white striped: perfect.

“These?” he asked, pointing to the ones I was already in love with on the page.

“Yes,” I busted with excitement.

It was our first purchase as a married couple, even if it was a fake married couple. It still felt good.

“So, we can get these, and you’ll want to stay in here with me every night?” Aiden asked hopefully.

I blushed. Did he really want that?

I thought about how sweet he’d been this morning, and even last night. Breakfast in bed, taking off work to lay next to me all day—what else could I ask for in a husband, except for him to be real?

“Maybe,” I finally responded, not willing to give in entirely without understanding his reasoning for wanting me there every night.

I found the gift card buried in the bottom of my purse, and Aiden entered the number to order the sheets. Once he hit the ‘submit order’ button, my arousal took control. It was finalized—our sheets so we could sleep in our bed.

I snuggled against Aiden, my lips searching at the flesh on his neck. He growled a deep, sexy growl, and quickly gripped my ass cheeks with his strong hands. His finger lingered on the edge of my shorts, playfully tracing the elastic, lifting it just enough to tickle my flesh. I squirmed in his arms, arching my back and pushing myself upward, so his finger tugged at the cotton material of my shorts.

It didn’t take long for him to remove them, my legs kicking to be as helpful as possible. His fingers reached between my legs, playfully spreading the soft flesh of my pussy, and then slowly entering me, first just one, then two.

I moaned, squirming against his digits, rocking back and forth for a steady motion. My eyes were closed, but I could feel Aiden’s eyes upon me, watching my lips part, my body wiggle at his touch, and my eyes slam shut.

His mouth bit at my neck, and then lowered to my breasts, sucking at them beneath the thin material of my t-shirt. My hands reached up, pulling the shirt from my body, over my head, and tossing it on the floor.

My eyes opened, Aiden’s staring into mine just as I suspected, so gorgeous, so hungry, and I was instantly lost in his world, our world.

I let my hand reach down between the sheets, gripping onto the hard cock that rested between Aiden’s legs. I stroked him in the same rhythm that his fingers fucked me, causing him to let out a deep moan into the large room. His free hand assisted in removing the boxer briefs, freeing his warm cock to my hand. The skin stretched upward, over the head as I pulled, squeezed, and stroked. My mouth watered. I knew that he’d search the nightstand for a condom before fucking me, so I had to act quickly if I wanted to taste him.

I squirmed down the bed, out of reach for his fingers, now sliding from inside my pussy to the cool air of the room.

My mouth gently bit at his belly, my tongue traced through his rippled abs, and then it met my hand, gripped tightly into a fist at the tip of Aiden’s cock. My tongue flicked at the small opening as my hand slid slowly down his shaft. My lips parted, covering his cock as my hand moved out of the way so I could slowly swallow him into my mouth.

The growl that escaped his throat was vibrating. My pussy swelled, and arousal slicked my sensitive flesh as I worked my mouth down and around his thick cock.

Aiden’s hand reached for my hair, gripping it tightly between his fingers as he guided me up and down his long shaft.

The taste of his flesh was sweet and delicious, causing my mouth to water, giving enough lubrication to take him whole.

His legs tightened, his back arched, and from the sound of his groans, it was becoming obvious he couldn’t handle much more. I worked faster, sucked harder, and let my fingers massage the tight sac at the end of his shaft as he pulled me upward.

The suction created between my lips and his cock loosened, and with a pop, he was freed from my grip, his cock throbbing, and his leg quivering.

“Oh my God,” he gasped, pulling me onto him.

My legs straddled around his waist, letting his cock rest between my legs at my warm, slicked entrance while he leaned up, kissing me, tasting himself on my lips.

He leaned over, reaching into the drawer for a condom, and for a moment I considered asking him not to, so we could give his family what they wanted, what a strange part of my heart wanted.

I let him grip the foiled packaged, ripping it open with his teeth, and then took it from him, sliding it on his shaft skillfully, never speaking the words that crossed my mind.

I lifted up, positioning over him, and then dropped my weight down to sink him into my body.

Heat burnt throughout my skin, my entire body tingled as he buried deep within my cunt. I cried out his name, moaned without control, and rocked my hips vigorously to ease the tension created between my legs.

Aiden’s hands gripped my back, squeezing my soft flesh between his fingers as his mouth reached forward for my breast. I let him have it, sucking on my nipple, giving me pleasure while I fucked him with more passion than I knew I had.

“Fuck,” I gasped, feeling the throbbing between my legs, the friction of my clit against his washboard abs too much to handle.

Soon, my eyes were closed, rolled back in my head, and my bottom lip was tucked in beneath my teeth, being bitten to the point I nearly drew blood.

Aiden’s grip tightened, his hands moved to my waist, and his body tensed and then started to throb inside of me.

Together, we came, our satisfaction filled, our bodies relaxed, and our heartbeats rapid. I fell onto him, listening to the thud inside his chest, feeling the heat exuberate from his skin, and I knew, without a doubt, I was in love with this man.