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They walked down the hallway together, their steps syncing in a way he tried not to look too closely at. They reached his bedroom door first and stopped. The air seemed to shift around them, growing heavy and electric like the scent of a summer storm on the horizon, a strange gravity pulling them closer. Aiden could see that Janae felt the change. She turned to look at him, as if she were bracing herself for something.

If you asked him later who moved first, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. All Aiden knew was one moment they were staring at one another and the next their tongues were tangled as they wrapped arms around one another. Aiden’s hands found Janae’s waist and her fingers curled into the front of his shirt, pulling him close. The kiss was heady, making him suck in deep breaths as his gut clenched with want. The dark made every touch and sigh seem louder and more pronounced until Aiden had to muffle his groan against her hair.

“I should go to bed,” Janae said, her voice deeper. It skittered over his nerves, making him grasp at her hips to pull her closer.

“Or you could stay in here . . . with me.” Aiden looked down at her. “But only if you want.”

Janae didn’t hesitate. “I want.”

He didn’t take time to second-guess things. Aiden stepped back, pulling her along with him and letting the door creak shut behind him. The bed squeaked when they tumbled onto it, their hushed laughter breaking through the tension before settling into something hotter and infinitely sharper.

Aiden kissed her again, chasing the lingering apple flavor across her lips. A thought crossed his mind then, that he could do this forever. Not just could but wanted to. He wanted pumpkin patch dates that lingered in his memories and nights filled with laughter and heated touches.

“You kiss like a dream,” Janae whispered. Her hands gripped his hair, tightening and making him groan. She shushed him. “Braeden is next door.”

“Then you should stay quiet,” Aiden said with a sharp smile. He reached up to loosen her grip on his hair before shifting backward between her thighs.

Janae watched him, gaze dark as shadows fell over her face. Aiden didn’t stop until he was where he wanted to be, perched on his knees, peeling pajama pants down her shapely thighs. He was surprised that she wasn’t wearing panties. Janae moaned, the sound soft and wanting, and he had to breathe deeply when his dick kicked with need. She was hot beneath his touch. With a groan, he didn’t waste time, pressing his nose against her mound and breathing deep.

“You smell like all the best things,” he said before pushing on the inside of her thighs. “I wonder if you taste like them too.”

“Aiden,” Janae whispered, the sound ending on a gasp as he dove his tongue forward.

Aiden closed his eyes as he slipped between the lips of her pussy, tasting her from the source. She was wet, and when her fingers slid back into his hair pulling him closer, he moaned. He loved this—being squeezed between a woman’s thighs. He loved knowing he was the one pulling gasps and moans from her mouth.

“You make such pretty sounds,” he panted, licking his lips, tasting the flavor of her. “You should be louder.”

“I can’t,” she hissed before groaning when he pressed his tongue forward again. “If Braeden wakes up, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

He understood, but he didn’t care who heard. All he cared about was getting drunk on the taste of her until she couldn’t take any more. He slid onto his belly, his feet hanging off the bed. “If you’re still thinking enough to be worried, then I’m not doing enough.”

Aiden redoubled his efforts. He didn’t really want Braeden to hear anything, but he also didn’t want Janae to be thinking of anything but him. He let some of his carefulness burn away under the onslaught of his arousal. Every time Janae shifted, her hips swayed, pressing her harder against his mouth. He loved the feeling of her being unable to move away. He loved every hard-won gasp and groan. He counted each one with a sense of pride as her fingers gripped harder and her voice called out louder.

“Aiden,” Janae moaned, her thighs straining to close against his hold. Her back arched and he looked up, loving the way her chest rose and fell with each quick breath. When she looked down her body at him, her eyes were half-lidded and filled with pleasure. “Fuck, you’re so good at this.”

He smiled but didn’t move from his feast. Her hands guided him, pressing him harder against her until his nose continuously brushed against her clit. He sucked one lip into his mouth and then switched to the other before pressing his tongue as deep as he could. Each flick earned a jolt against him until Janae let out a loud cry.

Aiden pressed his own hips against the bed as he swallowed. His face was damp with Janae’s slick, but heaven help him, he would bathe in her if he could. Hands pulled him up and he followed the motion, not stopping until he felt her lips press against his. Janae didn’t hesitate, her tongue asking for entrance. She groaned with each swipe as if searching out her own taste on his tongue. Feeling her enjoy it as much as he did sent Aiden’s arousal through the roof. When he came back to himself, he had his pants pushed to his knees, his cock in his fist.

“Wait,” he said, looking around. “I need to get a condom.”

She nodded slowly. “Or…I mean. I haven’t…” Her words trailed off as she looked up at him. “I’m on birth control and I haven’t been with anyone else in years.”

Aiden swallowed hard at the idea of being inside her, bare save for the slick between them. His dick jumped in his hand. “Me too. I mean, I haven’t been with anyone. I’ve been tested and everything if you’re sure?”

“Only if you are too.”

He couldn’t stop how quickly he nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, I want it.”

“Then come on,” Janae hissed as she shifted him back between her thighs. He didn’t fight it, going with the motion and whimpering softly when the head of his dick slipped between her pussy lips.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

She chuckled heatedly. “You got me this way. Now, be Mr. Fix It and fix me good.”

Aiden groaned but he couldn’t say no to that. When he pressed forward, Janae opened up, her cunt drawing him in like it was hungry for more. The feeling was indescribable and Aiden fell forward, catching himself on his elbows as he sought out Janae’s mouth again.

His thrusts were almost mindless as he lost himself in the velvety feel of her. Janae’s soft hitches of breath combined with Aiden’s groans of pleasure, the room awash with sounds. The bed creaked as he moved faster, chasing the feeling of coming, until Aiden’s hips thrust forward, and he let out a drawn-out moan.