Chapter six

**LILY'S POV**

Neither of us moved. That was the problem.

The lights kept sweeping color across his face — red, blue, violet, red again — and every time they lit him up I felt something in my chest lurch a little harder, like my body hadn't caught up yet to the fact that I should be angry, or embarrassed, or anything other than exactly what I was, which was still leaning slightly toward him like the last thirty seconds hadn't happened at all.

My phone buzzed against my hip, and it took me two tries to make my hand cooperate enough to check it.

**Samantha:** ran into Jake from my psych class!! leaving with him don't wait up 🙈 text me tmrw

I stared at the screen a second too long, the letters swimming slightly, and felt a strange, dangerous kind of freedom open up underneath the panic. No one was waiting for me. No one would notice how long I stayed, or who I stayed with.

I looked back up at Aiden, and he was still watching me, jaw tight, like he was bracing for whatever I said next.

"Samantha left," I said, and my voice came out steadier than I felt.

"Okay."

"With some guy from her psych class."

"Okay," he said again, slower this time, like he could tell I wasn't actually talking about Samantha at all.

The alcohol was still warm in my blood, loosening the part of my brain that usually knew better, and two weeks of avoided eye contact and stolen glances and the memory of his bare back in lamplight all collapsed into one reckless, spinning thought that I said out loud before I could talk myself out of it.

"What if we stopped pretending," I said.

Something shifted in his expression. "Pretending what."

"That we don't—" I stopped, started again, made myself finish it. "That there's nothing here. I've spent two weeks trying not to look at you. You've apparently spent two weeks doing the same thing, or you wouldn't have—" I gestured vaguely at the space where his hands had been on my waist ten minutes ago, heat crawling up my neck at just the memory of it.

"Lily." My name came out like a warning, low and rough.

"Just tonight," I said, before I lost my nerve completely. The music was still pounding around us, and somewhere in the crowd someone laughed too loud, and none of it felt real enough to stop me. "No one has to know. Nothing has to change tomorrow. We just — we get it out of our systems, whatever this is, and then we go back to being exactly what we're supposed to be."

For a long moment he didn't say anything at all. I watched him war with it, watched the muscle in his jaw tighten and release, watched his eyes drop briefly to my mouth before he dragged them back up like it cost him something.

"You're going to regret giving me an easy out like that," he said quietly.

"Is that a yes or a no."

He didn't answer with words. He reached for my hand instead, lacing his fingers through mine like it was the most natural thing in the world, and pulled me gently away from the crush of the dance floor, toward the staircase at the far end of the room.

We passed Tony on the way, who took one look at our joined hands and opened his mouth like he had something to say, and Aiden just shook his head once, sharp, and Tony — for once — had the sense to close his mouth and let us go.

The upstairs hallway was quieter, the bass muffled through the floor, doors lining both sides like a row of unclaimed possibilities. Aiden tried the first handle and found it locked, tried the second and got the same, and by the third my heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my ears, half fear, half something much harder to name.

The fourth door opened onto a dark, unused guest room, moonlight cutting a pale stripe across the carpet from an uncurtained window.

He turned to look at me one more time before we crossed that threshold, giving me the exit I hadn't asked for. "Last chance to change your mind."

I didn't take it.

I pulled him inside instead, and he shut the door behind us, and the sound of the party dropped away into something distant and unimportant.

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*[Sex content.]* 🔞🔞

And just like that we begin kissing,teeth clashing and lips biting as we struggle to remove each other's clothes. In a split seconds my gown and panties are gone and tossed across the room. 

  

"You have a wonderful skin."

 Aiden said his gaze fix in my breast

Well I am blessed in that area so I wasn't feeling insecure about it at all.

I watched as he take one nipple into his mouth, sucking it wholly and throughly while all I can do is throw my head back and moan and mutter all sort of gibberish. While rubbing the other nipple with his free hand.

   Before I know he lift me off my feet and throw me on the king size bed...

While he take off his jean trouser and boxer, his erection springs free,happy to see the world. Except that it's hugger than I thought..

Coming closer to the bed, he pull my legs, wrapping my thighs around his head. He plants kisses from my knee to my inner thigh, taking his time to salvage the moment. My core hurt so bad, that I want to reach out my fingers and ....

" Don't think much about it." His hoarse voice stop me.

  The moment his tongue meet my center, I throw my hips off the bed like a crazy person, he chuckle right there, sending vibration through my veins.

   " I haven't even started yet." 

Then he began to feast on my pussy. 

His tongue toys with my clit while his finger pump in and out of my pussy. I was moaning like crazy thank God there's a party going the whole house could've hear us...

  "Fuck you have no idea how salivating you taste." 

He moans and gwaddddddddd I almost cum right there 

"I love your tongue, Aiden keep going." I amend immediately his tongue go in and out of my pussy..... So warm and so long.... Before I know it I can feel the pressure building i grab his head so tight until I release straight into his mouth..

He lick every single drop of it and clean me up with his tongue then he lift is body up and get down from the bed to grab something he came back seconds later with a condom, strapping a condom on, parted my legs and slide in gently.

My whole body is on fire I can feel him everywhere. He stop midway and a low curse drops from his lips, I can feel my pussy painfully stretching by the second, clenching around his cock, adjusting to his size. 

With a heavy thrust, he push everything in strong and fast that I scream his name while my body adjust. He begin to fuck Me faster in and out, leaning down every seconds to suck my tits.

His body glitters in the near darkness. He's so beautiful .

"Are you okay?" He asks in between thrust 

"Yeah, yeah" I moan, along with some incoherent things. That make him chuckle to himself. He continues thrusting deeper and deeper, showering my body with praises and kisses and Cruses, he flip me over so that my ass faces him as he fuck me from behind, faster this time. Too fast, too much but not much for me to handle.

"Fuck, I'm coming," he said into my ears from behind and respond, telling him how close I am.

With that we both cum and collapse into the bed, breathing hard and trying to catch our breath and we finally pass out.