the force of her climax exploded. Her muscles tightened around him. With another deep thrust came another ragged groan, he filled her. Fulfilled her, just before, he collapsed on top of her.
“That was intense. No, that was beyond intense. That was amazing. Out of this world. Unbelievable,” Aiden said in a voice that wasn’t recognizable as Aiden.
Cara slowly found her bearings again. The world around them at least stopped spinning enough for her to recognize that Aiden was still inside of her. She didn’t want him to ever leave her again.
He looked down at her as if he’d never seen her before. “Your eyes are that color again. I love that color.” He kissed her long and hard. Cara returned his kiss. She couldn’t get enough of tasting him. She felt his body responding again to their closeness. She shivered, her muscles contracted around him as he begin to move again within her. It was even better than before. It was one long, sensual climax. He collapsed once more on top of her and she was crying. Actually crying with reaction to emotions she’d never felt before with a man.
“My God, that’s never happened before,” he whispered against her throat, kissing her there. “Has it with you?”
She could only shake her head. Words just wouldn’t come.
Aiden rolled over on his back and took her with him. Aiden slowly slid out of her, before gathering her close. “I think we’d better play it safe. Otherwise, someone’s going to find our dead bodies in a very compromising position in a few days. I can only imagine their reaction.”
She didn’t speak. Cara didn’t even think she could form words together at that point.
“Are you okay? You’re crying again.”
She tried to answer him. Tried to reassure him that she was fine but all that she could do was cry harder.
Aiden held her close and whispered reassuring words against her ear until she had no more tears left.
“ Cara, are you sure I didn’t hurt you? Please tell me that I didn’t?”
“No, I’m okay. I guess. It was. I’ve never felt like that before.” She watched the concern in his eyes disappear. He smiled down at her.
“Me either. A first for both of us.”
“Yes.”
“You know, you can call this whatever you want, baby. If it makes it easier to accept for you to call it friendship, then that’s okay. We both know there’s more between us than that. But I can accept that you need to take things slow. If it makes you happy to call this friendship, then who am I to argue? Just as long as you only have this type of friendship with me.”
Cara couldn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Aiden had seen the only answer he needed in her eyes.
* * * *
Cara awoke to the sound of her cell phone ringing from somewhere in her bag. She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. She didn’t know where she was.
She looked around the unfamiliar bedroom and remembered. She was in Aiden’s house. She’d just spent the most amazing night making love with Aiden.
She was alone. She looked around the room and realized that Aiden had told her he was leaving this morning. This morning? The light streaming through the window told her that it was late morning. She glanced at her watch. It was almost lunch.
Shelby would be going crazy by now. “Oh, God.” Cara ignored the ringing phone and showered. She found her clothes tossed all over the room and wondered what Shelby would say when she saw her wearing the same clothes from the night before.
She didn’t want to face Shelby’s I told you so expression just yet. Cara couldn’t look at the bed. She decided changing the sheet could wait. She needed coffee. In the kitchen, she found that Aiden had left the pot going. Beneath a waiting mug was a note and a couple of keys. The house key. And a spare key to the Range Rover. She was moving in with him. She read the note.
I hate that I’m always leaving you after we make love. Maybe we need to talk about that. I’ve left the spare key to the house
“That was intense. No, that was beyond intense. That was amazing. Out of this world. Unbelievable,” Aiden said in a voice that wasn’t recognizable as Aiden.
Cara slowly found her bearings again. The world around them at least stopped spinning enough for her to recognize that Aiden was still inside of her. She didn’t want him to ever leave her again.
He looked down at her as if he’d never seen her before. “Your eyes are that color again. I love that color.” He kissed her long and hard. Cara returned his kiss. She couldn’t get enough of tasting him. She felt his body responding again to their closeness. She shivered, her muscles contracted around him as he begin to move again within her. It was even better than before. It was one long, sensual climax. He collapsed once more on top of her and she was crying. Actually crying with reaction to emotions she’d never felt before with a man.
“My God, that’s never happened before,” he whispered against her throat, kissing her there. “Has it with you?”
She could only shake her head. Words just wouldn’t come.
Aiden rolled over on his back and took her with him. Aiden slowly slid out of her, before gathering her close. “I think we’d better play it safe. Otherwise, someone’s going to find our dead bodies in a very compromising position in a few days. I can only imagine their reaction.”
She didn’t speak. Cara didn’t even think she could form words together at that point.
“Are you okay? You’re crying again.”
She tried to answer him. Tried to reassure him that she was fine but all that she could do was cry harder.
Aiden held her close and whispered reassuring words against her ear until she had no more tears left.
“ Cara, are you sure I didn’t hurt you? Please tell me that I didn’t?”
“No, I’m okay. I guess. It was. I’ve never felt like that before.” She watched the concern in his eyes disappear. He smiled down at her.
“Me either. A first for both of us.”
“Yes.”
“You know, you can call this whatever you want, baby. If it makes it easier to accept for you to call it friendship, then that’s okay. We both know there’s more between us than that. But I can accept that you need to take things slow. If it makes you happy to call this friendship, then who am I to argue? Just as long as you only have this type of friendship with me.”
Cara couldn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Aiden had seen the only answer he needed in her eyes.
* * * *
Cara awoke to the sound of her cell phone ringing from somewhere in her bag. She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. She didn’t know where she was.
She looked around the unfamiliar bedroom and remembered. She was in Aiden’s house. She’d just spent the most amazing night making love with Aiden.
She was alone. She looked around the room and realized that Aiden had told her he was leaving this morning. This morning? The light streaming through the window told her that it was late morning. She glanced at her watch. It was almost lunch.
Shelby would be going crazy by now. “Oh, God.” Cara ignored the ringing phone and showered. She found her clothes tossed all over the room and wondered what Shelby would say when she saw her wearing the same clothes from the night before.
She didn’t want to face Shelby’s I told you so expression just yet. Cara couldn’t look at the bed. She decided changing the sheet could wait. She needed coffee. In the kitchen, she found that Aiden had left the pot going. Beneath a waiting mug was a note and a couple of keys. The house key. And a spare key to the Range Rover. She was moving in with him. She read the note.
I hate that I’m always leaving you after we make love. Maybe we need to talk about that. I’ve left the spare key to the house
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