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Date? I blink, hating how much that affects me even while I’m holding Aiden’s hand and heading to his room.
Rhytiphobia – Fear of getting wrinkles
Mysophobia – Fear of germs or dirt
Dendrophobia – Fear of trees
Aiden flops on his bed, pulling me with him until I fall beside him. I can’t help but giggle at him, resting my head on his arm. His fingers trace circles on my arms as he smiles.
“How was practice today?” I whisper, running my hands through his hair.
“It was…intense,” he narrows his eyes, his voice filled with excitement. “Coach is really pushing us, he thinks we could win the state championship.”
“Wow,” I tilt my head. “That would be amazing.”
“And guess what?”
“What?”
“UCLA wants me to visit their campus next month.”
I lift my head to look at him, my eyes wide with surprised. “Aiden, that’s amazing. That means they’re really serious about you, huh?”
He nods, grinning widely, “I mean nothing’s official yet, but this is a good thing.”
I cup his cheeks, kissing him softly. “Of course it is. I’m so happy for you.”
He deepens the kiss and I let myself melt into his arms.
The weight in my chest disappears. With Aiden, everything feels lighter, simpler, happier. I forget about my own troubles, and I feed off of his excitement. I feed off of his easy-
going life, watching as his dream comes together.
His fingers trail down my waist, under the hem of my shirt and into the waistband of my
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shorts. I grab onto his wrist, moaning when he slips his fingers between my lips and straight to my clit.
Aiden pulls away from my lips, kissing my neck until he’s at my collar bone. He nips at my skin and when I gasp, he chuckles deeply against me.
“How was your day today, baby?” He whispers, circling my clit.
Really? He’s asking me this now? I don’t want to talk about my day. I don’t want to talk at all, I just want to lose myself in his touch.
“It was-” I choke on my words as he lowers his fingers and slips one inside me.
“It was what, baby?” He pulls my shirt down with his other hand, moving my bra so his lips find my nipple quickly.
“Aiden,” I groan, circling my hips around.
He chuckles again, pulling at my nipple with his teeth before letting me go completely. He takes his hand out of my shorts and gets off the bed. “Fine. I’ll give you what you want. Take everything off.”
I breathe heavily from the anticipation and we both undress, Aiden rolling a condom on before making his way back to me.
“Do you remember what I told you last time?” He pumps his erect cock, and that draws my attention.
I shake my head, fuck, I forgot how big he is.
He smirks and pumps once. “Get on all fours, I want your ass in the air.”
My cheeks heat and my mouth dries. Right. He said he wanted to take me from behind. I turn away from him, settling on my knees and elbows, my lips parting when I look up and notice his mirror right in front of me.
He grabs onto my hips, pulling my hair so I look directly at the reflection. “Keep your eyes
on yourself. You look perfect when you’re getting fucked.”
My entire body breaks into goosebumps and I feel his cock pushing into my entrance.
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“Keep your eyes on yourself, baby.”
I blink away from him, my mouth parting on a long moan as he pushes inside. I stretch,
painfully.
“Aiden,” I hiss.
He keeps pushing in, his pace slow, and he doesn’t relax until there’s no more of him. His fingers dig into my hips and he holds me there, looking at me through the reflection of
the mirror.
I pulse around him at the image of him behind me. His chest rising and falling with every heavy breath. He’s beautiful to look at, so beautiful. He lowers a hand to my clit and I gasp, moaning when he circles it.
“So wet. So tight. So ready to just take my cock, aren’t you, baby?”
I nod greedily.
He slides out and back in, I arch my back, pushing back into him.
“So fucking, sexy.”
I flutter around him.
Aiden moans. “I can’t go slow, baby. Not this time.”
I shake my head. “Please, don’t. Just, just take me. Please.”
He growls, taking his hand from my clit and wrapping his hands around my neck, pressing a finger between my lips. It the only indication I get of just how hard he can fuck.
I cry as he slams into me. It’s like he stretches me more with each thrust and my pussy
turns wet, crying from how good it feels.
Aiden begins to sweat, his breath picking up as he fucks me like his life depends on it.
Just what I want.
I just want to be like any other girl getting slammed into. I’m no one special, no one different. I’m not the girl that just moved across the country after losing her family. I’m
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not the girl that cries herself to sleep every night and fights her demons in nightmares.
I’m not the girl that has panic attacks at school.
Not the girl that gets beat up by my boyfriend’s ex.
For once, I am just a girl falling in love with a boy, getting rammed into like a piece of
meat.
