A mewling sound escaped her throat then she clamped her thighs around my hand as her orgasm ripped through her, causing her to shake and writhe under me. I groaned softly. “God, you’re beautiful when you come apart.”
I had just enough will power to wait for her orgasm to peak before I replaced my fingers with my cock and sank to the hilt.
She cried out and arched as my pelvis came to rest against hers. I squeezed my eyes shut as my cock threatened to go off.“Dammit Skye, taking you bare is going to kill me.” I ground out, gripping her thigh harder.
“Ditto,” she murmured. She dug her heels into the bed by my knees and moved her hips up to meet mine. We got into a rhythm like the rising and falling of a wave, except each swell brought me closer to the edge.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with the smell of sweat and arousal. Skye was clutching my biceps so hard her nails dug into the skin. My balls drew up tight to my body, pure heat licked at my skin. I was going to come any moment and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Tracing my hand over her thigh until I reached the apex, I found her clit again. “Tease your nipples for me, I need you to come first.”
She let her hands drop from my arms and slid them over the swell of her breasts, pulling at the peaks.
The sight of her on her back, naked and wanting, both of us pleasuring her until her eyes barely focused was enough to push me over the edge. I dropped forward and sank my teeth gently into the spot where her neck met her shoulder and she cried out. Her inner muscles hugged my dick as it exploded inside her, filling her with my release as she found her own.
“Fuck, Skye,” I groaned against her skin as we shook together. “You’re going to ruin me.”
It was an entirely too honest thing to say, but mid-orgasm was a hard time to hold back. Besides, part of me wanted her to know what she meant to me.
This would have to be a one time thing, but not because she wasn’t perfect. There were other factors at play that were out of our hands.
This may be a one night stand, but it didn’t have the anonymous quality those usually entailed. She wasn’t a faceless stranger that I’d forget when the sun came up. She wasn’tconvenient or just a little fun. She was more than that. More than I realized until this trip.
I had to let her go, and I’d just made that a fuck of a lot harder to do.
Chapter Twelve
Skye
Ineeded to go.
It was the first thing that popped into my head when I woke up later that morning. Sex with Aaron had been amazing.
The dirty talk?
A fun surprise.
Multiple orgasms?
Not something I was used to.
But I couldn’t kid myself about what this was.
He didn’t pick me…he gave in.
This wasn’t a grand gesture of our feelings, it was a temporary weakness on his part. A betrayal of his friendship with my brother that he would likely regret even if Cliff never found out.
I was getting too close. Feeling too much. It would be a mistake to stay longer and make the heartbreak hurt that much more. Not that I loved the guy, but I saw how our lives could fit together even though we were so different.
We had a lot in common too, but nothing erased his friendship with Cliff. Or what he thought he had to do to keep it.
I extricated myself from under Aaron’s arm where he was still sleeping and started collecting my things.
It wouldn’t take long. Most of the things I’d rescued from my cabin I’d put back in my van. All I needed was the clothes from last night and a few of Kyle’s things. I piled everything by the door, tiptoeing on the creaky floor, then looked around for my cat. Aaron was laying on his side and Kyle was laying behind him. The two were back to back, both sleeping with an arm extended above their heads.
I could have laughed or maybe cried at the sight. It was adorable and heartbreaking at the same time. Poor Kyle had gotten attached to Aaron and now we were leaving.
I guess I had done the same thing.