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“Nicole, I need to tell you something.”

The intensity in his gaze made her nervous. She didn’t want to know anything that might possibly ruin the moment. It was too perfect to be messed up now. Internally, she fought what she should do versus what she wanted to do. Something told her to listen, pleaded with her, but the part that wanted to continue said waiting to hear what he wanted to confess might be better.

“Tell me later. Just please don’t stop.”

Ayden remained quiet for a few seconds before he nodded his head, agreeing. His mouth was back on hers, and blindly her hand searched for the drawer to her nightstand where she kept the condoms.

Nicole fumbled with the knob until she managed to get her hand
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in and pulled out the wrapper. Her arms barely fit around the width of his chest to open the package. After two attempts at ripping the damn thing open, she brought her hand down to wrap around his cock.

A gasp escaped her lips at his actual size. Her fingers couldn’t even fit around his width. Would she even be able to accept him? She tried sliding on the condom to no avail. It wouldn’t fit.

“Ayden,” she said uncertainly. Clueless, she wasn’t sure what to do. He was a stranger. She had never gone unprotected with anyone before. There was no way she should start now, even though her pussy and some unexplainable pull begged for her to.

“Give me another one out of the drawer.”

Not sure it was going to work, she reached for another one and handed it to him. After repeated tries, he finally slid it on.

Slowly, she could feel herself stretch around him. Nicole moaned, sinking her nails into his back. Even with his large size, something about their joining felt right. Trying to focus on the sensations running through her body, she tried to fight the thoughts pushing into her brain. At his cock entering her more, the questions vanished, leaving her dazed with pleasure.

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“Fuck,” Ayden moaned. Tightness gripped around him with every inch he slid deeper into her wet pussy. Pulling out, he then eased his cock back in an inch more than his previous, half-length position.

Nicole moaned under him. Her full breasts rubbed against his chest. The hardness of her nipples caused his teeth to clench. Her body was perfect. She wasn’t skinny like most women, she had curves, the kind a man wanted to caress in fascination.

“More, give me more of your cock. I want to feel you deep inside of me,” she begged.

Ayden considered it. She was so tight, he was afraid of hurting her. Watching Nicole for the last few months, he’d seen her go
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through so much. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.

“Please, I need this.”

Hearing the yearning and desperation in her voice, he plunged the rest of his cock inside of her. At the scream that escaped her mouth, he froze, but the tightness that clutched his cock, accompanied by her spasms, told him she screamed for a whole different reason.

He began to thrust faster into her. The excitement he felt from hearing her moan and beg for him to continue almost made him lose complete control. Since first seeing her, he dreamed of this moment.

Just catching her scent outside made him painfully hard.

The feel of Nicole’s nails digging into his back nearly made him come right then, but he couldn’t do that to her. She would never forget this night. He wouldn’t let her. Nicole deserved the best, and he’d make sure she got it, no matter what.

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Pleasure shot down Nicole’s body. As turned on as she was, she felt Ayden advanced too slowly. She wanted it hard and fast. There was no way she would break, and she wanted him to know that.

“Faster,” she said with more authority in her tone.

Ayden slammed into her, and she produced another scream.

Nicole’s body at once went into spasms. Bright lights blinded her while she clutched to him for dear life.

“That’s right, come all over my dick,” he whispered in her ear.

His dirty talk left her wanting more. Ayden scooped her legs over his arms and thrust into her repeatedly, just as she wanted. She couldn’t quit moaning with every bounce that her breasts made. The more he thrust, the tighter his stomach became. Nicole’s eyes raked over his body hungrily.

He let one of her legs down and put the remaining one over his shoulder, leaning forward. The feel of his fingers dug into her hip while he pounded into her harder.

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Her teeth bit his shoulder against the pleasure of her tighten again.

Ayden growled, easing her leg down and biting her back. Tremors rocked her body just as much as her screams rocked the walls. Slight pain shot through her skin at the bite mark, only to be replaced with a tingly numbness.

Nicole’s back-to-back orgasms were so severe that she locked around him pleasurably, feeling him join her instantly. In all the years she’d been sexually active, she could count the orgasms from previous partners on one hand. Ayden would never understand how much he opened her eyes or what he stirred in her by his actions.

“Holy shit,” he mumbled as he collapsed onto her. She couldn’t help but smile groggily. Indeed. Words couldn’t express what she had just gone through. “Holy shit” seemed good enough for her.

The weight eased slowly from her body, and she stared at the ceiling, trying to keep her eyes open. Rubbing the bite mark mindlessly, she basked in the euphoria filling her. She knew there was something important she needed to remember about what just occurred between them, but the harder she tried to think, the heavier her eyes grew. Wet warmth licked over her finger and the wound just as darkness robbed her of a chance to process her thoughts.

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Opening her eyes, Nicole realized she was alone. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of last night. Grabbing the pillow Ayden had been lying on, she hugged it to her bare breasts. The torn dress was still on, hiked up past her hips.

Pulling the comforter up, she snuggled into the covers and remembered the events of hours earlier. A blush crossed her face as Ayden’s dirty words filled her mind. If it wasn’t for the dress, she probably could have convinced herself it was all a dream. Nothing amazing ever happened to her. How did she get so lucky last night?

The sound of the front door opening made Nicole sit up and clutch the pillow tighter.

“Hello?”

The thought that it might be Ayden caused her to bolt out of bed, excited. She ran into the living room, skidding to a stop at who she saw.

“Michael. What are you doing here?”

The look he gave her clearly said he thought the answer should be obvious.

“I came to get the rest of my stuff,” he snapped. He looked her up and down. Remembering her appearance, she pulled the black dress to her knees and covered her exposed breasts.

“Everything’s in a box in my room.” She quickly led the way while he followed behind her.

“What happened to your dress? It’s ripped.” His voice grew quiet toward the end. It almost sounded like he cared, which maybe somewhere deep down he did, but after last night, Nicole was amazed
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that she really didn’t care what he thought.

“That doesn’t concern you anymore.” Turning to glance at him, she took in his reaction to her new attitude.

She handed him the box from her closet, removing her arms from her breasts for the brief exchange. She watched Michael pause for the box. The way his eyes took in her body caused no response in her whatsoever. A bit surprised, she studied the man who made her life miserable for the last year. Why did she ever feel she needed him when all he did was bring her down?

Nicole’s eyes didn’t leave his face while he continued to stare. He wanted her. She could tell. The thought of having sex with Michael again didn’t appeal after the taste of pleasure she received from Ayden. Somehow with one act of their joining, no one existed on the radar anymore. The need to find someone to satisfy her vanished.

“Here.” She shoved the box into his hands. “You know your way out. I’m jumping in the shower.”

Grabbing her blue silk robe, she headed out of the door with Michael following closely behind. Before, she would have rejoiced knowing he wanted her enough to pursue her wherever she went.

Now, all she wanted him to do was leave her alone.

“Maybe we could just do it one more time? For old times’ sake, please.”

Nicole laughed, rolling her eyes.

“No, I don’t think so,” she said, walking into the restroom. “Leave your key on the counter. There’s no reason for you to come back now.”

With one push of the door, she shut it in his stunned face, making her smile. She had catered to this man for the last time. No more nice Nicole. She was done trying to please men to make them want her.

Suddenly, it occurred to her exactly why she continued to be left by men. She did cater and play the mother figure until she got walked all over. Then, after a while they just got bored. It was a cycle she planned on putting a stop to immediately.

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After what felt like endless moments, the front door slammed. A sigh of relief broke past her lips. Michael could sometimes have a temper and she was glad she didn’t push him too far.

Starting the shower, she stretched her limbs. Soreness pulled at her muscles from last night but not to the point of being uncomfortable. The dress slid to the floor and Nicole rubbed the bruise from the bite, which punctured her skin. The odd sensations she’d felt pulse through her body when his teeth were embedded in her burst though her mind. Now that she could process all the details, a lot of things were off about what happened between them.

She stepped into the shower and let the warm water caress her skin. As she washed her body, her thoughts kept drifting back to Ayden and the mystery surrounding him. Would she see him again?

Was he thinking about their time spent together, too?

Ultimately, she guessed it didn’t matter. The night unfolded better than she could have hoped. But still, a yearning she couldn’t quite understand nagged at her. Wetting her hair, she tried to figure out why amazing sex would make her feel so…connected to him. It didn’t make sense.

The smell of the salon shampoo Nicole used engulfed the room.

She closed her eyes and massaged it into her scalp.

As she went over their pieces of conversation, she recalled his mention of being a cop. She couldn’t help but wonder what he looked liked dressed up in his uniform. The thought of handcuffs made her smile and instantly sent tightness to her nipples.

“Do you need help?”

A scream caught in the back of her throat. Nicole’s eyes flew open to connect with Ayden’s obsessive gaze. He smiled at her mischievously, taking in every inch of her naked form. From the shock of seeing him standing there, she was sure her mouth dropped completely to the floor.

“Ayden, I thought you left.” Nicole’s heart was making a tattoo in her chest from the pure exhilaration pumping through her. He came
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back. The question, why, popped into her head, but vanished almost immediately.

“I went to get us some coffee.” She watched as he took off his shirt.

“Oh…thank you.” Nicole couldn’t tear her eyes away from his spectacular body.

My God.

He was sexy enough to make her start drooling.

“You actually thought I could leave you after last night? Come on, Nicole. Look at you. You’ll be lucky to get rid of me at all.”

She couldn’t help it. She laughed.

“Is that right? Why is that?”

“Why won’t you get rid of me? Hmm, well maybe because you’re beautiful, sweet, and an amazing lover. All three will have me worshipping you for the rest of your days.”

“Ayden, you definitely are a charmer. But tell me, how would you know I’m sweet? I could be a nightmare for all you know.”

“No way. My senses tell me you don’t possess a mean bone in your body. An amazing body if I do say so.”

As fast as she could, Nicole rinsed the shampoo out of her hair.

The more clothes he took off, the more her nipples ached. They were so hard and sensitive that every drop of water falling over them sent currents to her clit.

Ayden’s cock was already growing hard as he stepped into the shower. She tried to look away, but she wasn’t having much success.

His perfection proved too hard to look away from for long.

“So, tell me. Who was that man I passed on the stairs coming out of your apartment?”

Shocked that he would even ask, Nicole looked up at him. His eyes were bearing into hers. She almost felt guilty, yet taken aback by his question. It was a weird combination. Why should she feel guilty?

She only just met this man.

“That was my ex-boyfriend, Michael. He came to retrieve the rest
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of his things.”

Ayden wrapped his arms around her waist. Easily, he lifted her up to his chest. Nicole’s feet were inches off the ground as he kissed her.

The weight of his cock pushed into her lower stomach, and she automatically wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. The wetness of her breasts compressed against his chest, causing friction as she slid against his smooth skin.

Large hands gripped the back of her thighs, making her fasten her legs around his waist.

“You want my cock inside of you again, don’t you?” he said breathily against her jaw.

“Yes,” she moaned, closing her eyes.

He lifted her hips and instantly began filling her pussy. Nicole let herself sink down, pushing him deep inside. Ayden let out a groan that shook her insides. He quickly turned her into the shower wall.

Warm water ran over their bodies while he held her stationary and thrust wildly. Nicole let out a loud moan while she sucked lightly on his shoulder. The orgasm that shook her made it hard to breathe with all the steam clouding around them.

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