Shut up, idiot…of course that’s not it, I thought, scolding myself for even going there. With any other man, these theories would probably all be true, but not with AJ. Pushing the questions from my mind, I focused on him instead as he abandoned the kiss and went back to skillfully working his hips.
After no more than a few minutes, I felt the sweet beckoning of a long-awaited orgasm preparing to take center stage and sing AJ’s praises. I almost didn’t believe what was happening, but soon, there was no denying it. I held him tighter, and in a fit of unfathomable ecstasy, I dragged my nails down his back about halfway before realizing what I’d done. He didn’t even flinch, though. Instead, all of his attention was focused exclusively on my tense expression and breathy moans. This was the part he admitted to liking most about our sexual encounters, so I didn’t shy away from his stare as my inner muscles tightened and literally trembled around his shaft. My face twisted into a scowl as a surge of energy slowly crept up my legs and then the rest of my body, setting each and every nerve ablaze in the process. By the time the feeling had filled me completely, moans had become screams that filled the air and ricocheted against my bedroom walls. My nipples hardened against AJ’s chest as he grazed them to the tempo of the sensual rhythm that he hadn’t lost even in the throes of passion.
I couldn’t control myself as the feeling seemed to own me for the better part of a minute. AJ’s hair was tangled in my fingers and I’d involuntarily buried my face in his neck when I heard him release a throaty groan in my ear. As if I wasn’t already feeling high enough, I was overcome with an unmatched pleasure at the thought of making him cum too. I hadn’t even fully ascended from my own climax yet, but already I was obsessed with the idea of pleasing him.
With each thrust, he breathed deep against my skin and my eyes rolled back in my head as I continued to hold him as close as I could. A chill raced down my spine when he whispered my name on the tail-end of a sigh. The muscles in his back tensed and writhed against the hand I ran down between his shoulder blades. He was about to go over the edge. His pace quickened and I clamped my lip between my teeth as his entire body went rigid on top of mine the next second.
If my neighbors didn’t already know what was going on in my apartment when AJ had me screaming a moment ago, they did now. I wasn’t expecting him to be so verbal, so outspoken – that was new…but I liked it. He cursed loudly enough that I glanced over to make sure my window wasn’t open; the entire city would’ve been all up in our business if it had been. He let out one final grunt and finished releasing before finally lying there completely still on top of me. While he caught his breath, I embraced him and wiped the light sheen of sweat from his forehead.
A few labored breaths puffed from AJ’s lips, but he said nothing.
As amazing as that was, as powerful as that was, neither of us dared to admit such a thing out loud. Like I feared, the death of the adrenaline rush instantly brought reality crashing back down on us.
I stared down my body as AJ placed a gentle kiss between my breasts and then laid his head back down on them, clearly reflecting on how we ended up here. A moment later, he lifted his weight off of me and I watched as he stretched out all six-feet two-inches of his perfection in my bed. He stayed close, placing his hand on my thigh beneath the sheet. As he sighed and raked his fingers through his hair, I wondered to myself what would happen from here.
Was he leaving?
What would he say if I asked him to stay?
Would he be uncomfortable around me now?
Chapter Sixteen
AJ