Aarmau: Remember Me, Remember Us, Just Remember

Chapter 40

Her eyes instinctively close as his lips brush against hers, she parts hers to give him access and they pick up where they left off earlier. She feels Aaron wrap one hand around the back of her neck to hold her in place as his other hand closes over her hip. Every touch, every brush against her skin ignites little flames that travel along her nerves and settle in her stomach.

The excitement quickly turns to hunger and she groans with each swipe of their tongues. Aaron's fingers tighten over her hip as he pulls his mouth from hers, tilts her head to the side and then traces his tongue along the vein pulsing just beneath her skin.

He playfully nibbles at the tendon along her neck and feels her shiver as he finds her sweet spot. The flames simmering under her skin grow stronger and she clings to him breathing heavy and whimpers as he sucks and pulls at her skin.

Aph has never done more than make-out before and it was always with Aaron. They've never even pushed their relationship farther than that because she was too afraid. She's never tried to self-explore or watch porn because it wasn't something good girls did. So she doesn't know what to do with this feeling building inside her.

It turns into an ache and as it begins to pulse between her thighs tears of frustration begin to burn at the back of her eyes. Running her fingers through his hair she arches her neck even further to give him more access and as she looks up to the ceiling the tears slip over her lashes and disappear into her hairline.

Aaron can hear her heart beating frantically in her chest and as he breathes deeply he can smell her arousal. Both the sound and smell call to something primal in him and he feels it straining to break free.

He continues to nibble the side of her neck and travels over the soft flesh at the crook of her neck, along her shoulder and then circles back over her collar bone. He hears her whimper his name and without thinking he lightly skims his fingertips down her thigh to the edge of her dress and then touches the soft skin beneath.

Aph softly gasps and then moans as her fingers flex against the back of his head and her hips instinctively lift toward him. She struggles to breathe as she feels him slowly push the fabric of her dress up while sliding his fingers along her skin toward the ache between her thighs.

Aaron's only focus is on her. The sound of her frantic heart, the smell of her arousal, her rapid breathing and the little sounds she makes as he touches her drive him. He slowly traces his fingers along the soft skin of her thigh toward her sex. He can feel the moist heat coming from her core and as he brushes against it she whimpers his name again.

Aph has no doubt she could die from this. The instant his fingers brush the outer edge of her sex the throbbing between her thighs doubles and she can't help but part her legs. Her breath catches as he lightly pushes the pad of his thumb past her folds, over the little nub and deeper to the entrance of her core.

Her fingers fist in his hair as her thighs spread wider and she pushes up against his hand. As his thumb brushes against her core he's very much aware of the fleshy barrier in his way. He knows he could push past it but he has no intention of causing her pain so he pulls his thumb back through her slick folds and focuses on the small little bundle of nerves.

As he begins to draw slow circles around the little nub he can feel it starting to swell and she begins to whimper louder. He pulls his mouth from her neck and leans back until their eyes meet. He sees the desire reflected back at him but it's mixed with a little fear and uncertainty.

Aaron increases his speed and listens as she begins to pant. He watches tears spill over her lashes and it's almost enough to stop him but he knows they're not from pain or fear but frustration. He leans in close to her ear and whispers to her.

"It's ok Shu. Let go."