We just had dinner under the moonlight and I'm still over the moon about it. He arranged everything while I was working at my father's place. So after work, he brought me home to get changed, and then he blindfolded me until we arrived at the beach. He made all sorts of appetizers, just showing off his cooking skills, mostly delicate appetizers from England.
"Did you enjoy it?" Aiden asked, throwing his arm over my shoulder.
"It was amazing. Who would have thought you were such a romantic." I gushed cheekily.
"There's so much more I can show you about that side you haven't seen before." He says huskily.
I swallow hard and concentrate on the sand underneath my feet. My stomach clenches in excitement. I can't stop thinking about the next step in our relationship. The real deal, taking a step further to become even more intimate with him. I know I want him to show me everything, but I'm too nervous to tell him how I feel about it.
The walk was silent and almost unbearable. I was happy to see his car on the horizon, knowing he'll take me home with him. Last night I dreamt of having sex with him on the beach, and now we were here it scared me. Even if I want it it's so hard to admit I don't even know how to do it. Will it hurt? Will he stop when I'm in pain? All of those questions made me even more confused about the topic.
"Are you okay?" Aiden asked out of the blue, just before we arrive at his car. His face told me he was confused about my silent behavior.
"Yes," I answer him quickly before giving him a quick peck on his lips.
"Are you sure?" He asked, stopping me from walking again.
"Yes, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" I shoot back, forcing a cheerful smile.
Aiden eyes me suspiciously before taking my hand in his and bringing me back to his car.
The car comes to life, his roaring engine scaring every animal in the neighborhood.
"I saw Flinn earlier," Aiden informs me, my smile dropping almost instantly. He probably has a new job to do for him. "And I told him I'm going to quit." Aiden continues seriously.
I turn my head to face him, my lips quirking in a hopeful smile. "Really?" I asked for assurance.
"Really," he answers cocky, his hand clenching mine gently. "I'm ready to leave this life behind." He assures me with the answer I needed to hear.
"That's amazing Aiden," I gushed, pinching his hand in enthusiasm. He glimpses at me with a goofy grin, his gaze turning back to the road.
"I was thinking about it even before I met you, but I guess I wasn't ready to make the step. It's because of you I wanted to be a better person." Aiden says in honesty, making me even more proud of him.
"But aren't you going to miss the thrill? Don't get me wrong I'm pleased with your decision, but I want to be sure it's what you want and not what I want." I encourage him.
"I can assure you the decision is all on me. You know me Grace, would I ever let someone in who doubt every decision that I want to make. Like I said I had thought about it even before I got to know you. You only were the final push for me to stop and I'm glad about my decision." Aiden explains softly with his eyes on the road.
He turns up the parking lot of his gorgeous house before helping me out of his car. I get in the house pull off my thin jacket and settle my sneakers aside from his closet on the ground. I could feel Aiden's eyes bore into my skin, watching my every move like a hawk.
"You know staring is rude," I say playfully, receiving a broad smirk on his face.
"Standing here like that should be a crime for being too beautiful," he says seductively before closing the space between us.
I giggle at his seriousness and let him close the space between us as I gaze at him in appreciation.
"You stole my heart, Aiden. You've committed that crime already." I tell him truthfully.
"Is that so?" He asked, brushing his hand along my cheekbones.
I gaze at him under my lashes, feeling my cheeks heat up at his warm touch.
"I think we bought committed a horrible crime then because you've got my heart as well." He says, his eyes fixated on my already parted lips.
I exhale, my eyes wandering over his face, trying to memorize every detail of his face. His face draws closer until his lips meet mine. A moan escapes my mouth and I freeze for a second, until Aiden enters his tongue inside of my mouth, freeing all the nerves almost instantly. His hands gently roam over my arms, his tongue more persistent than before.
My core clenches and the need to feel him growing bigger. I use all the courage in me to lead his hand to rest on my breast. A sigh escaped me as I feel him slightly kneading in it.
"Does this feel good?" Aiden whispers inside of my ear.
"Hm," I respond hoarsely.
"Follow me," Aiden orders me and like a good girl I obey, the need to explore more of him getting bigger than my fears.
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Consume my broken heart
RomanceGrace Stone was fourteen years old when she got raped by three boys from school. It was her word against them, especially when the father of one of them had arranged a solide alibi for the three of them. Even the videotape wasn't enough to put them...