I breathe in the remnants of coital bliss as I slowly become more and more aware of my surroundings. I keep my eyes shut, reliving every moment of the previous night like clips of my favourite movie. I know for a fact that none of this will disappear if I open my eyes right now. I know for a fact that none of this was just another dream, all because of the presence next to me, validating the reality.
I smile, wondering how much Aidan pleasured me last night; how much of a mystery my own body was to me that it reacted on volition to his every touch and craved even for his breath; how much of gratification I felt. At that moment, I was so happy that I waited to have sex with someone I love. I would have never been able to feel the intimacy, sensuality, love, passion, and pure primal desire to be with Aidan, wanting him and being wanted by him if I just had random casual sex. As much as I appreciate having my libido sated, I want to feel the emotions connected with sex even more. My smile slowly dissipates when I suddenly think whether I made Aidan feel the same way or not. After all, men are notorious for preferring to have their sexual urges satisfied by licentious women. The thought of another woman satisfying Aidan better than me creates a pit in my stomach.
"I know you're awake." He said in a low husky voice.
My eyes snap open and my cheeks heat against the coolness of his bare chest when I find him staring at me with his bright blue orbs, tossing my thoughts to the bin.
"Good morning." I beam at him as he kisses me softly.
"What were you thinking?"
"What makes you think that?" I let out a nervous chuckle.
"For starters, your nervous giggle and secondly, your heart rate went crazy in a few seconds. So, again, tell me what were you thinking." He bends and kisses my neck.
I bite my lip and think it's better to just lie about it than to admit what really was on my mind and embarrassing me.
"And don't even think of lying to me." He adds as he hovers over me, his weight on his arms, looking at me in the eyes.
I avert his gaze. Instead, I focus on the tiny mole on his chin, stroking it as I say,
"I- I was just thinking how good you made me feel yesterday and because I am- umm, inexperienced in any of this, I was just wondering if I- if you felt as good."
The last few words tumble out in a rush. God, that sounded so stupid. I should have lied, I should have then lied about lying; anything would have been better than what I just said. I could have just said I wanted more sex or I suddenly thought of my goldfish I had back in Sicily.
"Hazel, look at me." He demands.
And I do. I look in those eyes dancing in a kaleidoscope of blue and red.
"I've known what happiness is after meeting you. I've had sex before but nothing could even compare to what I felt yesterday. I felt, Hazel, and I am incapable of feelings. I never knew sex could be intimate and sensual, yet so savagely carnal, but with you, it is. You complete a part of me I never knew wasn't whole. Understand?"
I nod, processing whatever he just told me and finding my confidence bloom like the petals of a lotus.
"Now, I don't think I could bear it if you had any sort of experience at all. You're only mine, Hazel and I don't ever want you to doubt yourself ever again and I'm going to make sure of that." He asserts, losing every bit of restraint he had by kissing me roughly.
He strokes my core and I am instantly wet for me.
"I only touched you and you're ready for me."
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Werewolf"It's called running away Hazel! Don't try and justify what you did!" Aidan bellowed on the phone. I flinched, even though I was miles away from him. "You held me captive in the house! What did you expect me to do?" my voice quavered, giving away my...
