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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐕𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ♥
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Aria laid awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling as her thoughts spiraled. She'd tried to sleep—God knows she needed it, but every time she closed her eyes, the events between her and Nasir played on a loop. The way he'd leaned into her, the heat of his kiss, the undeniable connection. It had felt real. But the way he brushed her off? That felt real too, and it gnawed at her.
She shifted on her pillow, letting out a frustrated sigh. Rejected. That's what it felt like, and the sting of it wouldn't let up.
Her mind circled back to the kiss. He kissed her. There was no denying that. She could still feel the weight of his hands, the urgency in the way he pulled her closer. He wanted it as much as she did in that moment. So why was he freak out on her like that? Was she wrong about him this whole time?
Her stomach turned at the thought. She hated doubting herself, but the events prior left her questioning everything. No, she couldn't be wrong. She knew what she felt, and she saw the look in his eyes. It wasn't one-sided.
And that's what wasn't sitting right with her. If he felt it too, why was he holding back?
Aria rolled over, squeezing her eyes shut, but sleep wouldn't come. The more she tried to quiet her mind, the louder the questions became.
Now she was wide awake and horny because of him.
"Maybe his dick is small." She mumbled to her, she let out a frustrated sigh. Throwing the plush comforter off of her body, her hands trailed to the hem of the front of her underwear.
Letting her right hand slip under the thin fabric, she made contact with her aching clit that was waiting to be touched. Taking her index and middle finger, in a circular motion she began rubbing on the sensitive nub. Aria let out a soft whimper as she closed her eyes.
She imagined Nasir in her mind, his big hands feeling up against her body. Rubbing her nub faster, she dipped her fingers down to her dripping slit, before bringing the moisture back to her clit.
