𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 [18+]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

AARON

Whoever said love made us weaker was a fucking lunatic. I wasn't tired, and although my body encouraged me to get up and take a could shower, I didn't. Just because of the fact that Madison was next to me on bed. Her body sprawled over it, an arm over my chest, and I'll be lying if I said I didn't grab it in the middle of the night and placed it on my chest.

I've had my fair share of relationships, not sexual, but emotional ones. Love however was never a word I had uttered, not for fright of the future, but for lack of feeling. I wasn't going to profound my love to someone I had never even consider loving.

Though one made me consider it. Saying 'I love you', saying 'I miss you', saying 'I want you in my life forever'. But when it ended, I was afraid to even consider them again. Afraid of my trust getting played again. Of my love being demolished again. I put my heart on my sleeve, and my sleeve was ripped apart.

I had spent a long time thinking it was my problem, I was hard to love, the things I wanted, fantasized made me a monster. Easy to detest. Easy to abandon.

Just like my mother did.

'It wasn't your fault, it wasn't your fault, it wasn't your fault'. Words I used to utter day in and day out. I thought those were what kept me sane, what kept me away of hurting myself. But in reality it just made me weaker. Easy to play with. And played with I was.

I continued to rake my eyes over Madison's figure, so pure looking when a few hours ago she had been riding my cock as I called her a worthless slut.

I finally slipped out of bed, walking to my bedroom and then to my en suite bathroom. Today we slept in her bed, still not sure why she wanted us to sleep one night in mine and then on hers. Maybe to feel that she wasn't just living in my house, sleeping in my bed. And I get it, independency is something we both have deep in ourselves. So I slept on her bed today.

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"Ok, Aaron Ramsey, what more do you need?" I rolled my eyes as Madison did a little spin and walked to my side, watching as I boiled the vegetables.

"Get three eggs and salt," I said and she slid back to the refrigerator, taking out what I asked for before opening the cupboard and grabbing the salt.

She kept swaying to the beat of the music that blared through the speakers. She looked like a sexy cook assistant with a little skirt and top I asked her to wear and a blue apron tied around her waist and neck. She came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist as she sang on my ear. "You're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud. But I'm about to show you, baby, slow down." When the chorus came she slowly slides down my body, her hands roaming my legs.

She kept touching me as I now started breaking the eggs in a bowl. She kept teasing me and I got enough, washing my hands before turning around and lifting her up from the floor. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her lips brushed against mine.

My hand snaked across her back until I grasped her hair in my fist, pushing her face to mine. Her lips were soft, a faint taste of the champagne we had been drinking. My other hand roamed down her ass, rubbing her sex against the bulge in my pants.

"Won't t-the vegetables burn?" Madison said against my lips.

"I already put the vegetables in a bowl," I smirked against her lips as I pushed her body against the island.

"Won't something burn?" She asked unsure.

My hand swiftly untied her apron and I let it fall to the floor. "Don't you want this?" I asked as my teeth nibbled at her exposed thigh. "Want me to stop touching you?"