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“Yes! Fuck, do it!”

When Aden inserts his fingers, I feel fuller than ever before. The stretch burns, but instead of being painful, it turns into something hot in my stomach.

“Please,” I beg.

He stills once more, the sly bastard. “What do you want? Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me,” I beg. “Make me come. Please, Aden, let me come!”

Aden removes his finger, and without pulling his cock out of me, he turns me over until I land on my back, then plunges into me with full force. I instantly wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his middle, while his hips snap forward.

He easily finds my spot again, hitting it relentlessly with his cock.

“Fuck, Aden, you are so good!”

There is a glint in his eyes I haven’t seen before. It turns me on more than I expected. He stills his hips, moving down to my ear. “Tell me no one else has fucked you like I do.”

"Nobody has.”

“Good.” Aden’s hand wraps around my dick, and while he thrusts inside me again, it only takes two strokes with his hand until I am pushed over the edge. I don’t know what I am saying or moaning, I am a blubbering mess, when my release finally washes over me.

It takes a while for me to come down from my orgasm. I only remotely realize that Aden keeps me in his arms while he fucks me for a bit longer until his body goes slack too. He gives us time to calm down before carefully pulling out of me and getting rid of his condom.

“You are fucking amazing in bed,” I blurt out.

Aden snorts before pulling me into his arms. “I hope this isn’t the only thing you like about me.”

“It’s not. You can be assured. But I swear, I have never been fucked like that before.”

Aden smiles while he turns his head to look at me. “You know how to stroke a guy’s ego,” he chuckles. “Just for the record, you are pretty amazing too.”

“I need us to get tested,” I mutter. “I want you to come inside me next time, without a condom.”

“You won’t need to ask me twice. I will make an appointment the first thing tomorrow morning,” he promises.

nineteen

*NOEL*

When I wake up a couple of hours later, I expect to feel sore and sticky, but instead I am cleaned up and well-rested. Well, a little sore, but in a good way. Aden has also changed the sheets. I am not sure how and when he did that – I must have been completely out of it. Aden is not lying next to me anymore, and the house is filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee.

It’s 7 a.m., too early after a night out and some nightly action, but something about the fact that I am waking up in my boyfriend’s bed and being able to spend the morning with him, makes me so happy that I drag myself out of bed. I have never experienced a moment like that with one of my former boyfriends, but then, they weren’t boyfriends, more like flings.

This time I brought my own spare clothes, but make sure to pack Aden’s sweater, the one Iborrowed, into my bag. There isno way I will ever return that one! In the bathroom, I notice that Aden has prepared fresh towels for me.

I have known it all the time, but still, the realization hits me like a brick: He genuinely is a kind guy. The full package, actually. Aden is handsome and successful, yet kind to those he loves. He is interesting and a tad mysterious, quiet but not boring, and he definitely knows how to fuck a guy.

It gives me a stitch to know that I have no family I can introduce him to. ‘Hi Mom, meet Aden, he is my partner’,are words I will never be able to say. That ship sailed long ago. My mother doesn’t care about me, who I like or date, she never has. All she cares about is her addiction.

“Shut up,” I mutter to myself, smacking my cheeks slightly. No gloomy thoughts!

I might not be able to introduce Aden to my family, but I definitely can proudly show him off to my friends!

And I have awesome friends who are incredible, generous, and who are very happy for me whenever something good happens to me!

With more positive thoughts, I finally make it into the shower. I clean myself up properly and dress in fresh clothes before hurrying down the stairs to meet my boyfriend.

Aden turns once he hears me approaching, smiling at me. I make sure to run over to him and hug him, like a lovesick puppy. He doesn’t disappoint me and puts an arm around me, hugging me tight. “Coffee?” he asks.