Endlessly

Chapter 6

Wake Up Call

Marina's POV

Half way through Gossip Girl I began getting restless. I couldn't focus with Aaron that close to me. We both laid on the bed, legs tangled together, but our bodies never really touched.

Aaron's arms encircled around me and pulled me into an embrace. We were spooning and I could feel his erection pressing into my thigh. "Marina," he breathed in my ear, "this is what you do to me."

His hand snaked under my shirt drawing abstract patterns around my navel, up my tum, until he reached my bra. He cupped my left breast in his hand while telling me how perfectly I fit him. All the while I just laid there trying to keep my shallow breathing even.

His hand made its way into the left cup of my bra. Deft fingers began a slow sensual assault causing my nipple to harden. His finger stopped suddenly. I was about to ask what was wrong until I felt him unclasping my bra. Then his fingers were back at work again. He removed his hand from my left breast and began treating my right. He pinched and tugged on my nipples hard enough for me to feel it but not hard enough for it to actually be painful. I felt the sensation echoed in my groin. A soft moan escaped my lips.

Slowly, gently, his short nails ran down my abdomen to the waistband of my panty. His hand dipped under the band and lightly grazed my sex. He was teasing me and I knew it. He removed his hand and placed it on my thigh. He began stroking lightly causing goosebumps to form on my skin. I squeezed my thighs together trying to cause some friction. "Oh no baby, I wanna take this nice and slow." Aaron murmured in a thick, husky tone.

His hand went back to the waistband of my underwear and he ripped it off of me. The action turned me on even more than I already was. His middle finger slid between my wet folds getting completely drenched in my juices. "I love how responsive you are to my touch." Aaron said as he teased my entrance. My breathing hitched as he plunged two fingers inside me. His thumb made contact with my cliterous. He was palming my sex, fingering me slowly, his thumb creating a harmony as it moved in perfect synchronization with the pace of his fingers thrusting into me.

"Aaron." I called aloud. It was the first thing I had said since he began his little assault. "I'm going to make you come over and over again tonight, Marina." His words always had a strange effect on me. It registered in my mind but seemed to be concentrated in my vagina. I became undone just at the thought of what was to come. Aaron's thumb still caressed my clit as I experienced my orgasm, making it even more earth-shatteringly amazing.

He removed his fingers from my soaking twat and flipped me over so I was facing him. Slowly, languidly, he placed his fingers in his mouth, sucking off the evidence of my climax. His eyes rolled back and it seemed as if he was enjoying it more than he enjoyed my lasagna. It brought an odd feeling of happiness at the thought. He pulled his fingers out of his mouth releasing them with a pop.

I looked into his eyes; they were near black, filled with lust. He leaned forward and I met him halfway in a passionate kiss. He nibbled my lip and I didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss. He broke the kiss but continued by trailing kisses across my jaw, down my neck. When he got to my sweet spot he stopped and sucked. I could feel the blood pooling under his lips and I knew a mark would be there in the morning. "I haven't tasted enough of you yet" he spoke against the already forming hickey.

In an instant, as if someone had pressed pause on the whole scene, he stopped. He rose from the bed completely clothed. Although I had known it before it only then registered to me that we were both fully dress, with the exception of my under garments that is. "Strip for me." He demanded in a tone that could make any girl swoon. And like a puppet on a string I arose from the bed to remove my clothes.

Aaron sat down when I was standing. I gripped the hem of my shirt prepared to just pull I to we my head until Aaron interjected. He leaned forward to grasp me by the hips then pulled me so I was standing between his lap. "If I simply wanted your clothes off, I would've done it myself. "Now strip" Realization hit me: he wanted a show.

Taking a step back, I grasp the hem of the shirt I was wearing once again. Slowly, I raised my right hand and sashayed my hips from side to side. I brought my left hand above my right, adding a small dip from left to right. Finally, the shirt was dragged over my head. The only thing that remained was my bra. I turned away from Aaron and bent over, knees straight, to shimmy off my bra. I heard a pleased groan from Aaron. When I turned around his hand was wrapped around his extremely large member leisurely stroking up and down. I spread my legs and rested my hands on the tops of my thighs. As my hands moved down to my knees I lowered myself into a squatting position. My hands moved to my inner thigh and I dragged them back up to their original position.

I took a step forward to Aaron and dropped to my knees in front of him. Removing his hand, I grasp his erection. I began pumping, feeling the heat of the pulsating blood beneath my fingers. I licked the tip of his thick length already tasting salty pre-come. Hollowing my cheeks, I took his member into my mouth and sucked hard. Aaron's hand fisted into my hair. He shoved himself deeper into my mouth causing me to gag. When my head was released, I licked up the side of Aaron's penis, swirling my tongue around its head. I returned to sucking but this time pumped also. Aaron's moaning and groaning was at an all time high. "I'm.. gonna.. come!" Aaron rasped out in between breaths. It inspired me to stroke faster and suck harder. Aaron bucked his hips and released his hot load into my mouth, screaming my name. I swallowed the evidence of his climax enjoying the bitter salty taste that it left on my tongue; spitters are quitters was always my motto.

I stood to my feet and Aaron tugged me closer, resting his head on my abdomen. "Go kneel on the bed, legs apart holding the head rest." It was barely a whisper, but I heard him. Confusion was clear on my face, but I followed his instructions nonetheless.

When I was settled in the position that Aaron told me to, I felt him shimmy up the bed. I could feel his warm breath between my thighs. It was making me shiver. He used his hands to spread my legs wider getting himself comfortable. The apex of my thighs met his lips and an involuntary shiver ran down my spine. "Aaron!" I groaned as his skilled tongue slid between my wet folds.

"Marina!" He called back but his voice seemed distant and not at all pleasured. I could feel a second set of hands on my body but saw no one else in the room. The distant voice called out to me again. It was strange because the voice belonged to Aaron.

A flash of light pooled into the room but it seemed to settle only on my retina. A blurred image of Aaron appeared before me. Confusion must have been plastered on my face because Aaron proceeded to tell me that I was groaning for the past few minutes so he woke me.

Woke as in the past tense of wake as in it was all a dream. One of the best sexual experiences of my life was a dream. But it was for the best. I shouldn't be doing things like that with Aaron. No matter how much I wanted it to seems like it was alright, it wasn't. It never would be until I got out of this hell hole.

I had already broken my promise to myself about keeping Aaron at length once. Had that dream been real I don't know how I would be able to cope with myself. I needed to be stronger, more control. But mainly, I needed to get the hell out of here and that's exactly what I planned to do.

Aaron's POV

"Marina!" She'd been moaning and groaning forever now. I grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her till she was no longer unconscious. When her eyes opened she looked like a frightened jungle cat. Soon though, she came to her senses and noticed it was me.

"Are you okay?" I asked. Her response was a quaint nod.

We sat in silence for about five minutes before I decided to break the ice. "I told the boys to clear out the house. I've already freshened up and made breakfast." She looked down taking in my clean attire but once again all I got was a nod. I was getting annoyed - fast.

I rose from the bed knowing that if I didn't something bad would've happened. I opened my mouth to say something but closed it and left the room instead.

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Hey guys. Once again sorry for the late update. We've just been really busy and it's not something we can help. School is absolutely hectic but will try our best to keep updating regularly.

P.s. only slightly edited. Just wanted the chap. to be out there

Xo Brea & Nella