All The Way (The Sarah Kinsely Story - Book #1) (8 page)

He laid me down on his bed gently and started kissing my neck, then chest, then nipples, then stomach. He pulled off my flats and my socks and tossed them across the room. We both giggled. With both hands he pulled my pants off in one quick motion. He didn’t even unbutton them. I was exposed now. My panties were the only remaining piece of clothing not lying on the floor of Aiden’s house somewhere. He was still dressed entirely.

I sat up to take his clothes off but he pushed me back down against the bed. He laid on top of me and pushed his lips on mine. I could feel the weight of his body pushing me deeper into his bed. I felt his strength as he held my hands above my head and proceeded to kiss me. I felt slightly trapped, under his control and it turned me on.

I could feel a hardness on my leg that was growing slowly with each passing moment. Any apprehension that I may have had about penis size and the perfection that was Aiden were slowly melting away. He felt big and it excited me.

As he continued to kiss me I found his belt. My hands had decided to work this time and I easily unlatched the strip of fine black leather standing between me and the real Aiden Colburn. I felt his lips rise in a smile against mine. The button on his khakis were easy - snaps this time.

I rubbed the palm of my hand over his swelling thickness now pulsating with my every touch. His body tensed and relaxed with each stroke. His moans became more frequent and his hot breath warmed my ear and sent tingles to my brain. I wanted to tease him just a bit longer.

He had other ideas.

Just as I was about to pull down his zipper his mouth proceeded to make its way down my body again. For the brief moment his lips crossed my breasts a snap of electricity shot to my toes and my back arched out of my control. I embraced the feeling, wrapped my mind and body around the pleasure and let my vocal chords express my pleasure. Aiden’s eyes met mine and he smiled as he continued kissing down, down, down my body until he met the top hem of my panties.

Between my legs raged a fire that desperately needed putting out.
Or did it need more fuel for burning?
I couldn’t tell. I only knew that I wanted to grab Aiden’s head by the hair with both hands and smash his face into my slit. The tips of my fingers tingled with anticipation at the thought. I moved them through his cool black hair letting the strands fall on my stomach. Each touch of his hair on my stomach felt like tiny cool raindrops and I felt my ass tighten and rise towards his chest each time.

He could sense my yearning. Slowly, methodically, sweetly he removed my panties. I shuddered as the air splashed against my now entirely naked body. There was such a contrast between my small naked body and his large clothed body that I couldn’t help but feel slightly naughty. Call it a fantasy, call it a delusion, call it whatever you want but I couldn’t resist imagining that we were two players in a secret erotic affair.

Standing at the end of the bed and leaning over he began kissing me again. This time he started with my inner thigh. It took everything I had in me not to wrap my legs around his head and squeeze. Those kisses made me wild with anticipation. I wanted him to speed things up - but he kept it slow. I heard myself let out another moan. His lips crept closer to the pleasure pulsating between my legs.

Without warning my body arched, my chest heaved and my eyes forced shut as his tongue met my clit in soft circular strokes. My body moved involuntarily as he continued to circle, slowly, lightly, meaningfully.

“You taste sweet.” He said.

He was enjoying himself down there. He looked up and gave me a smile that knocked me even deeper into a sense of pleasure.

I felt his finger smoothly rub up and down my slit playing with me, pleasuring me, enjoying me. His finger teased penetration but never wandered from the surface. My mind was melting and I bit my lip. I wanted him inside me and I wanted him now.

I sat up again. A surprised look crossed his face as he stood.

“Is everything o-”

I didn’t let him finish. I snagged the zipper of his pants and pulled. His boxer briefs bulged slightly further as the pressure of his pants was released. I pulled his underwear down and his cock flicked up, straight and strong.

It was thicker than I had imagined.

One solid blue vein twisted around it and disappeared near the head. I grasped him with both hands. He shuddered and nearly fell to the ground. His cock was warm and smooth. With each stroke it pulsated and seemed to grow more firm and thick. I put my lips on the very end of it and looked up into his eyes. He groaned and began removing his shirt.

I know they say that women aren’t as turned on by visual signals as men but maybe I am the exception. When Aiden’s shirt was off and his tight, lean body was in full view something snapped inside of my head. Seeing his tattooed body reminded me of the pains he had experienced in his past, of how much he had overcome and I wanted to give myself to him. I wanted to
reward
him, to
comfort
him, to
complete
him.

I nearly jumped off the bed to put my arms around him and kiss him again. Our naked bodies touched. His skin was so warm and mine so sensitive.

“Hang on a sec.” He said laying me down on the bed again.

He rummaged through a few drawers until he triumphantly lifted up a condom.

“Even if you are on the pill I want to be safe.” He said.

Before he could open it I snagged it from his hand. I bit the plastic open with my teeth. Pinching the end and holding it in place I slowly stroked the condom onto his cock. He liked it and so did I. I laid back, legs open inviting him to take me.

He did.

Chapter 10

Aiden was a surprisingly gentle lover.

Even though I was nearly dripping wet he entered me tenderly. He crept his cock millimeter by millimeter into my body. There was a slight tinge of pain at first as I adjusted to his proportions but it didn’t take long for my body to accept him and embrace him.

I had never felt such thickness inside of me before. It made my mind buzz and my toes tingle. He was careful not to go too deep even though I pulled him deeper, further into me. There was an animalism that overtook me and I made no apology for my actions in those moments. He was mine, all mine and I was his, all his.

He rocked his hips back and forth in a smooth almost dance-like motion. Our bodies began to rock together as I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him in closer. My fingernails scratched, I bit his lip and neck but he remained in control, delivering pleasure to my body that I had never felt before. Each time he pulsed my whole body reacted. He pressed, I arched. He gave, I took. It was symbiotic. It was primeval. It was heaven.

His face was directly over mine. His eyes staring past my surface and wandering into the deep abscesses of my mind. I knew he could see
me
. I knew he could feel me beyond just the physical experience that we were sharing. He was soaking me up with each thrust of his hips and I was opening myself to him in ways I had never done with another man. Especially not my ex.

In what can only be described as a feat of death defying acrobatics Aiden began sucking on my nipples while his hips continued to pulse. His hips, like pistons, began to pick up speed. His thrusts deeper than before.

An energy began to build in the deepest parts of my body. I felt it swell with each passing second. It was permeating my body inch by delicate inch. It felt fearsome, it felt powerful, it felt like pure pleasure. I wanted to cry and scream with delight at the same time. I wanted to tear the sheets off his bed and wrap myself up in them. I wanted to sit by the fire and I wanted to burn the house down.

I simply felt. For the first time in my life.

He grabbed my ass with both hands and lifted me slightly. His thrusting was now hitting me right in the G-spot and my world blew wide open. The room seemed to disappear. For a moment I thought that Aiden and I were suspended in space, just two lovers in a world without meaning or form. My body began to teeter on the edge of something wonderful. I felt like I was standing on the edge of a great cliff one step away from complete and total freedom. I wanted to take his hand and jump just to see where it ended.

Then he came.

His cock hardened even more for a brief moment and I felt a new warmth between my legs as he released the tension in his body. That was all it took for that building energy in my body to be released. I erupted. For a split second in time I lost complete control of my body, of my life, of myself. My body was no longer mine. My mind seemed to disappear all together. I was nothing but pleasure. Pure pleasure. Pure delight.

We collapsed exhausted onto the bed. His big arm laid across my chest. I held on to it, clung to it like a lifeline. For the first time in my short life the physical sensations matched the emotional that I had felt for someone. I know knew what it meant to actually "make love". What we had just done was so much more than screwing. So much more than sex even. It was intimacy on a deep level.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I tried to hold them back, but they came anyways.

"Are you ok?"

"Oh God how embarrassing." I wiped my eyes with his sheets.

"Don't be embarrassed. Never, ever, never be sorry for being yourself"

He cracked a side smile and snuggled his head on my breasts. I twirled his hair with my finger.

"That was amazing. You were amazing." He said.

"You weren't so bad yourself." It is in moments like this that cliche can be useful. Talking was the last thing on my mind.

"I wish you could stay forever." his pale blue eyes looking up at me.

The thought was too appealing to even consider. In a moment like this I was apt to agree to such offers and even though the sex had been amazing it wasn't like we were in love.
Right?

“Ugh, I don't want to go to work tomorrow." I said.

"Blah, me neither. I should probably head over to the restaurant tonight though. I have some stuff I need to get done before we open again on Tuesday and I could use the head start. Why don't we get you un-naked and I will take you to your place."

"Ok, but let's just lay here for another five minutes."

We stayed for another hour.

Chapter 11

Have the best sex of your life with a guy you wouldn't mind taking home to meet the parents?
Check.

I waved goodbye as Aiden pulled away out of my driveway. Once inside my house I plopped down on the couch set diagonal in the middle of my living room. I was completely exhausted from the weekends ferocious activities. Still, I wasn't going to be much use to anyone with boxes still unopened and my house looking like a bomb had gone off. I was trying to be a big girl and everything and Abraams and Snider wasn't about to halt business just because I had amazing sex over the weekend. I had to put on my worker bee pants and figure out how to tackle my unpacking problem.

To motivate myself I snatched up my laptop and clicked open my favorite Pandora station. Arcade Fire echoed through my bright white kitchen and I danced as I began stacking dishes, imagining Aiden there with me. I imagined him taking me and twirling me through the kitchen as we danced to the music blasting from my speakers.

Each time a dish clanged I was taken back to that first night in Aiden's restaurant.
If only I had known then.

I was deep in dreamland when my phone buzzed.

It was Peyton.

Deets sweety. Don't miss your deadline. :-)

I smiled. This time I had something to report. Something amazing to report. I thought about texting it in but decided against it. They don't have an emoticon for "pure pleasure". I called. Peyton put me on speaker phone and of course the girls were there.

We laughed. Lizzy said she was jealous but happy for me. Angela made some comment about his money and a secure future. The thought was nice but I wasn't going to get ahead of myself. At the end of the conversation Peyton said,

"I'm really happy for you Sarah. The girls and I just wanted to let you know that this weekend was some of the most fun that we have had in a really long time."

I wanted to reach through my phone and hug them all. Say what you will about "Abraams and Snider" but as long as those three girls were there that place was going to do all right. With people like that you just can't go wrong. I was grateful for them.

"Oh, and one more thing Sarah. If you screw this up, we are all anxiously waiting to take your place." She and the girls laughed as she hung up the phone. I knew she was kidding but I also knew that there was probably a little truth to what she was saying. I filed the thought in the back of my mind.

I set my phone down on the counter and turned back to my computer to turn the music up. Before I could click my screen awake my phone buzzed again.

I chuckled trying to imagine what crazy text Peyton would be sending now.

I looked down at my phone. It wasn't Peyton.

It was Aiden.

I am on my way Lizzy. Looking forward to giving you lots of kisses! :-)

To say that my heart sank would be a gross understatement of my physical reaction to complete emotional decimation. My heart didn't sink, it simply disappeared from my body completely. What replaced it was a dark sludge that seeped into my stomach and made me dry heave.