After she’d been accepted into medical school, men were no longer a priority. She’d immersed herself in her studies, even pulling away from the few friends she’d made in Boston. Every spare minute she had was spent with her nose buried in a textbook. By the end of her second year of med school she was starved for human interaction that didn’t involve academics, but she’d basically alienated every friend she’d previously made, and making friends had never been easy for her. She’d always been rather shy. Perhaps that had something to do with the unnatural attachment she had to the fern she’d found.
However, all of that had changed once she’d come to Georgia. She thought of Andi and realized that she finally had someone she could call a best friend, a girlfriend that she could confide in. She looked down at Aaron, asleep by her side, and realized for the first time she was in danger of falling in love. She had come here to escape reality, but perhaps what she’d found instead was a new reality, a better one. How odd to realize that what had once seemed like the worst moment of her life had led to this life, which was by far better than anything she’d ever tried to plan on her own.
Maggie quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom to freshen up. She considered a shower, but soaking her sore muscles in a bath was just too tempting. As she slid into the frothy, warm water all of her aches and pains melted away. She leaned her head back against the tub and allowed herself to get lost in the memories from last night.
Aaron had been so tender, touching her in ways she’d never been touched. She’d never known it could be like that. By the time she stepped out of the bath every nerve ending was zinging with sexual awareness, her memories of the previous night had flooded her senses and left her wanting more. She wrapped herself in a plush bathrobe and returned to the bedroom. She found Aaron sitting up in bed looking as if he’d just woken.
“You shouldn’t just leave a boy to wake up alone. It might make him feel cheap,” he teased as he saw her entering the room. She smiled seductively at him as she sauntered slowly across the room. He smiled in response, scooting to the edge of the bed with only the sheet wrapped around his waist.
She stopped in front of him. “We wouldn’t want that,” she replied, looking down at him. He reached over and tugged on the belt of the bathrobe, pulling it away and letting the robe fall open. She stood before him exposed, and he took his time enjoying the view. She shifted nervously. She’d never allowed a man to look at her this way. Sex had always been something that happened under covers, in a dark room, certainly not pressed against a wall like last night, and never in the light of day.
Aaron trailed his fingertips up her thighs until his hands rested on the swell of her hips. He pulled her closer as he brought his mouth to her breast. She whimpered as her knees went weak. He held her firmly as he took his time suckling and pulling at each tender nipple. His hands caressed and roamed around her backside as he began to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach. Her muscles quivered and her legs felt like Jell-O, and then just when she thought he’d gone as low as he would go his tongue flicked out and rasped against the tender fold between her thighs. She cried out in shock and delight. No one had ever done that to her before.
He grasped her thighs firmly, holding her in place as his mouth explored her intimately. She felt that building sensation that told her she was coming close to the edge again. An edge she’d only just discovered last night. Could he do that to her with only his mouth? Just when she felt that she couldn’t take anymore he pulled away, lying back on the bed and pulling the sheet from his waist. She looked down and saw the hard shaft of his excitement. The size would have been intimidating if she hadn’t known that she’d already been able to handle it.
She climbed onto his lap, straddling him. This was new for her as well. He held onto her hips guiding her as she positioned herself above him. She braced her hands against his chest and felt the smooth tip of his erection rubbing seductively against her opening. She looked into his shockingly blue eyes, smiled coyly, and then impaled herself on him. She screamed out as she felt him fill her, throwing her head back and closing her eyes against the blinding lights that were exploding behind her lids. She began to rock against him, moving in a primal rhythm that her body demanded. He allowed her to set the pace as she moved over him discovering her own needs and desires.