I wake up with the sun shining on my face, my skin welcoming the warmth. I stretch my arms above my head and sigh of contentment before opening my eyes, immediately covering my eyes.
"Good morning," Aiden eyes me curiously, his hair all messy.
"Good morning," I giggle and slightly open my eyes. I'm not sure why I felt the need to giggle, but the memories of last night flashing before my eyes made me aware of the current state we're in. Our relationship went to a next level yesterday and I'm so glad it did. If he wouldn't be in my life I still would be a virgin, probably angry of all the men. The night was perfect and Aiden was so gentle with me the thought of it made me blush again.
"I think you need a bath," Aiden suddenly jumps up from the bed and extends his hand toward me.
"Do I smell?" I say slightly panicked. Okay, we didn't shower after we made love yesterday. I fell asleep right afterward, so maybe I do smell a little?!
"You smell delicious," Aiden hovers above me with a wide grin. He takes both of my hands who were holding the sheets before my breasts. As he pulls me into his arms the sheets fall on the floor between us, leaving me bare before him.
Aiden takes my hand in his and leads me to his bathroom, the bathtub already filled with water. The room was smelling of soap and perfume. "When did you fill this?" I ask him curiously, Aiden smiling down at me.
"I've got plenty of time to fill it before you woke up," Aiden says, roaming his hand through the water of the bathtub before letting the water drip from his fingers onto my shoulder and between my breasts. I reach for his hand, but he stopped me by holding my wrists in place. A small flash of panic stormed into my mind, my body directly shutting down.
Aiden lets go of my wrists, probably noticed the change in my demeanor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." He stammers ashamed of his actions.
"No, I'm the one who's sorry," I lay my hand flat on his chest to assure him I'm good and I was scared not by him. He will never scare me even when I have seen a slight glimpse of his past he will never frighten me.
I close the gap between us and find his serious eyes looking down on me. "Don't ever tell sorry when it's not your fault, it's theirs..." He says with a pained face while clenching his jaw.
He withdraws his face from me, but I stop him and turn his face to face me again. "They can't hurt me anymore. I have you now." I say, knowing it's what he needs to hear out of my mouth. "I love you," I add, showing a loving smile to him. It's the truth, though. They can't hurt me anymore. It's the scars they left behind that hurt from time to time. Since I'm with Aiden they start to vain and it's all his work. He gives me confidence and his love lightens me from the inside.
"I love you more." Aiden smiles cheekily before his eyes focus on my lips and his mouth finds mine, his tongue circling, teasing my tongue.
I withdraw from him and Aiden guides me in his bathtub, soap covering my body. Aiden settles himself behind me, gently washing my back with his hands. "Do I need to wash your hair?" He questioned suddenly, making me giggle a little at the suggestion.
"You want to wash my hair?" I turn around to ask him.
"Only if it would please my queen," he says cheekily before kissing me softly.
"It would," I say when he withdraws, turning my head again so he gets access to my hair.
I let him massage my head and neck, small moaning sounds leaving my lips before I even noticed I enjoyed it far more than I thought it would be. Suddenly I feel his penis softly pushing against my lower back, his hands travel a bit out of direction down to my belly and between my legs.
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Consume my broken heart
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