Free Worthy of Me by Yajna Ramnath Page B

reason you smile, I want to be the guy you dream about, I want to be the one that chases all the demons away,” Aiden stared into my eyes, his bright blue gaze fixed on my teary green ones.
    “Why, Aiden?” my voice trembled.
    “Because I love you, Mia,” Aiden pushed my hair behind my ears and wiped the tears that fell from my eyes. “I don’t care if you had a bad childhood, I don’t care if you’ve dated the whole of the tri-state area and more than anything else, I don’t care about others’ opinions of you. I love you . I love who you have been these last few months.”
    I gasped and threw myself further into his embrace my lips plastered to his. He gasped at my sudden assault giving me entry to slip my tongue between his luscious lips. We kissed like starved humans stranded on an island. I manoeuvred myself so that I was straddling him, my hair creating a veil around us. I bit playfully into his bottom lip while he slid his hands up the flat of my stomach and to the mounds of my breasts. He squeezed and played with my nipples until I moaned and clawed at his t-shirt.
    Soon we were a mass of tangled limbs as we fought to get our clothes off. Once naked, Aiden lay me flat on my back and kissed me deeply, his lips fluttering at the spot below my ear. He bit the fleshy skin were my pulse was reminding me of a vampire. I moaned loudly as his cool lips finally closed around my nipple and his other hand massage the bereft nipple he wasn’t latched onto.
    My fingers threaded through his hair and I pulled. I was so sure I may have been left with a few strands stuck between my fingers. He finally kissed, licked and sucked his way down to my belly button laving at the indent there.
    He pulled back and looked down at me. I must have been a sight with my naked body sprawled across the bed, my dark hair across the white pillows with my legs spread and the most gorgeous man kneeling between them.
    “You are beautiful,” he murmured.
    Then he bent his head to the juncture between my thighs. He spread me open with his thumbs and took my most intimate flesh into his mouth. He paid careful attention to fluttering his tongue over the bundle of nerves making the liquid of passion race down to that very part of me that wept for him. Aiden licked between my folds and sucked onto my clit, leaving me begging for something, anything.
    “Come for me, Mia,” he growled.
    I took one glance at the moisture around his lips and his dark blonde head peaking up from between my thighs and let go. This was the first proper climax I’ve had, every other one was self-inflicted. But this was earth-shattering.
    Aiden crawled on top of me and produced a foil packet. I bit my lip in preparation. This was it. After two years of no sex, I was finally going to have it with a person who loved me. I watched as he rolled on the condom and then braced his hands on either side of my head.
    He kissed me slowly, so slowly that I felt as if he was savouring every moment our tongues collided and our lips touched. I felt him enter me, stretching me, filling me. I broke the kiss to throw my head back and shut my eyes in pleasure. It hurt a little because it had been long and also because of Aiden’s size but soon all of that was forgotten when he started to move. He kept a slow steady pace, thrusting in and out in short shallow strokes. That was until I clutched his ass and screamed for him to go harder and faster. My hands let go of him and wrapped around the wrought iron of the bed frame. Aiden held my writs against it and powered into me, grunting and moaning with abandon. Finally we felt our climax at the same time.
    Aiden collapsed onto me, his weight a welcome feeling. Too soon he rolled off the bed to dispose of the condom and slid back between the sheets and spooned me.
    “I love you, sunshine,” he murmured. His breathing deepened and his hold loosened. I shifted and watched him sleep. His lips parted and his long lashes resting against his