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accusation.
    He growled against my ear, but
finished with a softly voiced, "Maybe."
    I threaded my fingers through his
short hair and tugged. "Not gonna happen."
    It was more than my having lusted
after him so many years. Other men might have taken me merely
because they could. A cherry to brag about, a warm, moist hole on a
lonely night. But Aiden wanted me as much as I wanted him. He was
turned on by my curves and the shelter of soft flesh against his
hard muscled planes. I trusted that he wasn't thoughtless and would
never hurt me intentionally. I couldn't say that about any other
potential lover.
    I gave another tug, my voice
threatening to break into tears. "Aiden, it matters to me that
you're my first."
    He brushed his cheek against mine, the
stubble sending a delicious shiver all the way down to my toes.
"Baby girl, I was aiming to be your last."
    My last.
    My forever
lover.
    My fairytale.
    Mom was right. I could hear it in
Aiden's voice. It was a hard thing to imagine -- a girl like me
able to break the heart of a man like him.
    When I didn't say anything, he started
to pull back. Hearing a shaky breath escape him, I tightened my
grip. My own breathing had altered, shaped by his words into
something slow and deep. I lifted my head, pressed my lips to
his.
    I had memorized that kiss out in the
woods and I repeated it. Only this time, I was in
charge.
    "Baby girl, you don't know what this
means to me."
    But I did. I knew and I welcomed it.
Hadn't "forever" always been the other half of my Aiden fantasies
-- nestled between all the imagined hard kisses and warm, liquid
press of flesh.
    I rolled, pushing him onto his back on
the narrow bed.
    "Don't worry," I promised. "I'll drive
slowly."
    My panties still on, I straddled him
and removed my shirt. I leaned forward, letting my bare breasts rub
against his chest.
    A soft moan escaped him, but he
otherwise held himself rigid.
    I curled my arms around his head,
holding him motionless while I pressed a soft kiss against his
forehead, along his brow. He bit at his lower lip, his stomach
clenching as he tried to sink into the mattress.
    I kissed the side of his jaw and then
the little dip just below the center of his mouth, my palms
trailing from his shoulders to cover his nipples.
    Aiden drew in a rough breath, his
hands finally leaving the mattress to grip my waist. He held them
there and I wasn't sure whether he was working up the will power to
ease me off him. No way in hell was I going to give him a chance to
retreat to his bed.
    I shifted, putting my weight on my
knees and sliding them down the mattress until my torso molded
against him, my mound aligning along the rigid line of his
cock.
    His hands slid down to my hips and
squeezed.
    A good sign -- a really good
sign.
    Suppressing a smile, I traced the seam
of his lips with my tongue before I drew the bottom lip in and
sucked on it. His thumbs pressed against the hollow of my hips, his
grip tightening as his hips flexed beneath me. I felt the swell of
his cock through the thin fabric of my underwear, the pressure
crowding my clit until I jerked against him, my moan filling his
mouth.
    Another mewling whisper of need
escaped me as he tugged me closer. I was getting wet, soaking my
panties. I wiggled my hips, the little noises leaving me more
insistent as my arousal burned hotter.
    That last little whimper was all it
took. He flipped me with an ease that belied my size. I found
myself with my back pressed into the mattress, his big body
covering mine. He shoved one hand between my legs, the other
knotted in my hair.
    He shushed me.
    "No moans, baby."
    I nodded but another hot whine escaped
me.
    "None of those sexy little whimpers,
either." He gave me one slow kiss before he moved down my body,
stopping to suckle at my breasts. He pressed them together, buried
his face between them for a second before grazing his teeth over to
one nipple and drawing it into his mouth.
    I pressed my fist to my lips, already
wanting to groan