Dawn Awaiting

{chapter 5}

Warning: this chapter is pretty much smut. If this is uncomfortable for you, then let me know and I'll update so you can skip this. If not..... Enjoy!

Aden
"You for real about this?" I asked.

"Just shut up." He grabbed my face and planted his lips on mine. His hands grace the sides of my cheeks as my hands find a place on his hips. His lips feel soft and moist as he continues kissing me while taking off his flannel shirt.

My legs bend as I fall backwards onto the bed. I look at him as he slowly takes off his white tee shirt, revealing his crisp abs and slim waist. "Oh shit," he said, "the door."

He turns towards the door but Riley, with a grin, was already closing the door. Behind him was Laura peeping inside, then winking at me with a thumbs up.

I smile when the door closed and then looked at Darren, him smirking. "You tell anybody, I'll kill you."

I swallow and then nod. Then he swooped onto me, his fingers lacing themselves under my shirt. His body presses against me hard then gets up, trying to take off my shirt.

I sit up and take it off. The shirt ended up being on the floor, just like my shoes and his shirts. When our bodies touched it felt like glass shattering all in my body. His bare skin against mine.

His hands came scowling upwards, leaving me craving for more of his touch as he moves.

His lips overlap mine. My hands appear to his waist, then slowly dwindle to his butt. He escaped my lips and graced my neck.

Shit, that's my hotspot.

I can hear him moaning softly when I reach into his underwear. His ass feels soft and firm under my fingers as I give it a good squeeze. He groans and his head is on my chest.

"Like that?"

"Shut up." he says, giggling.

"My turn." I say. I push him off and then throw him back on the bed. I climb on him, legs kneeling under his arms, and tooke his head into my pants. "Ah, yeah."

Darren's hands come from my thighs to my ass and squeezes, making my bulge spring against the leather of my jeans more. "Fuck it." Darren unzips my jeans, revealing my underwear and best friend.

I moan as he uses his teeth softly against my underwear. Darren's hair is smooth and silky. Man he is so hot. His fingers curl around the tip of my underwear and slip under me.

The warmth of him was overwhelming. I met out several soft moans and bring his head closer. He gargled a bit and then backed up, taking deep breaths. "Shit." I say.

His hand holds me and he continues. After a couple of more head turns and slurps, he pats me off of him.

He stands and undoes his belt buckle and pulls down his pants. I take my pants off, leaving only my underwear on. "Wait." I said. "Who's receiving?"

"Definitely you." Darren says, throwing me onto the bed.