Black by Aria Cole

Author:Aria Cole [Cole, Aria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-06T04:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Elle

I woke the next morning to the sound of sexy, guttural grunts echoing down the hallway. I rolled like a cat, stretching, a slow smile creeping across my cheeks at the memory of his big body caging me in his arms last night, the raw purr that resonated in his deep voice that went straight to my clit. And love. Maxwell had said he’d loved me last night. Not in so many words, but it warmed my chilled heart all the same. And in the bright light of morning, I was surprised to find I loved him too. As quick as our courtship may have been, feelings didn’t lie. If I’d learned anything in twenty-one years, it was to trust my gut. And my gut was screaming for more Maxwell.

Another grunt rattled my lovesick brain, followed by another, deeper one.

Mmm. Maxwell was working out.

I slid out of bed, planting my feet on the floor to find a glass of orange juice and two small pills on the side table. I twisted, thinking I did feel a little raw. My thighs, my ass, even my nipples felt raw and tingly, as if he’d just had his hands on me moments ago, not hours.

Butterflies flitted wildly as I thought about his heavy length invading me last night.

I was no longer a virgin. How did that make me feel? I’d feared feeling like a slut with morning after regrets, but with Maxwell… He cared. He was the first man in my life that seemed to really look at me and see me. I’d known that instantly about him. Like a bullet in my guts, I’d left everything inside me on the shiny wood floors of his beautiful little library downstairs and given myself over to him. So no, I didn’t regret a thing.

I slipped the tiny white pills into my mouth and swallowed them with the juice before heading down the hallway towards the sound of the sexy outbursts. I turned the corner to find his large body lying across the weight bench, naked from the waist up, his abdomen etched like patterned bricks, tight and bulging with exertion as his thick biceps held a weighted bar over his head. He counted silently, a slight frown on his beautiful, rugged face, before a low sound emanating from somewhere down deep in his belly barreled out and he heaved the bar on the supports.

He sat up quickly, his body agile despite its broad physique, then took long pulls from a bottle of water. I was suddenly conscious of standing in his small dining room, his decadently built body before me, grunting and sweating in the morning hours before one long drizzle of water trailed down his chin and throat, catching on one chiseled pectoral before trailing just past a nipple. Down the little drop went, between the narrow slice of sternum separating his rippling abdominal muscles. Arousal flooded my cotton panties as I sat watching that little rivulet make its way down his beautiful body.

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