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“You’re so soft. So hot,” he
breathed. “I love your pussy. I want to fuck you for ever.”

She tangled her fingers in his
hair and dragged his lips down onto hers. His tongue penetrated her
as provocatively as his cock, absorbing her into him and possessing
her body and soul.

Aiden skilfully drew back and
forth across her clit with each long stroke. From the smooth tip,
through a rush of hard, thick shaft, until the hairy base of his
cock crushed down onto the proud bud of her clit.

Erika tightened her legs around
him and picked up his rhythm, desperate for each thrust that took
her closer to coming.

“Harder,” she sighed, digging
her fingers into his rising and falling backside and forcing the
pace. “Faster. Fuck me deeper.”

Aiden lost control and rammed
himself into Erika. She plunged over the edge into orgasm and bit
down on his shoulder. He was hot, sweaty, sexy and raw. A huge,
horny man giving her the best sex of her life and she never wanted
it to end.

They came together within the
same heartbeat and fell down into the abyss of deep, dark
pleasures. Floating, flying, carried away on a torrent of desire
that made every atom pulsate.

“I’m coming,” she groaned,
feeling Aiden’s arms tighten around her. “You’re making me come.
Don’t stop. Fuck me and don’t stop.”

But he had no intention of
stopping. The last, powerful plunges emptied his balls into her as
he spasmed and called her name over and over.

The whole world concentrated at
the point their bodies joined; neither of them aware of anything
other than their own, frenzied ecstasy. Their breathing halted,
their minds blanked and every nerve resounded with a fulfilment
that took them beyond any level of pleasure either of them had ever
known.

In the next instant the world
rushed back in on them, making them aware of laboured breathing,
the heat of skin on skin and the splinters of desire still coursing
through their veins.

“Oh my God, I love you,” Aiden
whispered against Erika’s neck, so spent he hardly had the breath
to say the words. “You are so beautiful. I’ve missed you so
much.”

A dam-burst of emotion welled up
inside Erika as the armour around her heart shattered. Five years
of loneliness, uncertainty and loss swamped her, to be driven out
immediately by relief, joy and the desire never to leave Aiden’s
arms again. Her blood ran hot, her heart exploded and the tears she
had held back for so long finally came.

Pulling Aiden down heavily onto
her, she sobbed against his shoulder, kissing where her tears
drenched his skin, unable to get enough of him and terrified to
loosen her hold.

“Don’t leave me again, Aiden,”
she begged, over and over. “Promise me you’ll stay.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He
shushed and reassured her. “Nothing on earth can ever separate us
now.”

Aiden’s arms tightened as he
rolled onto his side and wrapped his legs around her, absorbing her
into his body and holding her safe against her fears. His broad
fingers smoothed her hair back from her face before he kissed her
with such exquisite tenderness, the tears came afresh to Erika’s
eyes.

But this time they were tears of
happiness, relief and belonging.

For the first time in five
years, Erika felt complete. She didn’t need a love song to tell her
that Aiden filled the empty places in her heart and that, without
him, the world lost its music.

“Can you ever forgive me for
breaking your heart?” he asked but, this time, it was Erika’s turn
to take control and stop the words with a kiss.

“Don’t talk about the past. It’s
gone.” She put her fingers across his lips. “It’s made us who we
are now but it has no part in our future.”

“Forgive and forget?”

“I’d like to try.” Erika pulled
away and smiled wickedly through her tears, one hand working its
way determinedly down his body. His cock was still wet and sticky
from sex. “But it might help if you keep kissing me and using this
very sexy body in lots of indecent ways.”

Taking her at her word, Aiden
flipped a giggling Erika back under him and tickled her, before
kissing her as if his very life and future happiness depended upon
it.

Erika and Aiden made love for
the rest of the night, dozing only occasionally, but never leaving
each other’s arms.

Eventually, Aiden carried a
breathless, laughing Erika into the shower where he soaped her all
over, loving the way his hands slid over her breasts and sex;
darting inside her and teasing her.

Erika closed her eyes and asked
herself how Aiden remembered where she loved to be touched, but
gasping when he discovered a new way of pleasing her.

Even though they’d just made
love, he grew hard again when Erika took the soap from him and
washed his cock slowly. He watched her hands sliding up and down,
getting more turned on by the second, his legs buckling slightly
when she eventually sank to her knees and took him into her
mouth.

His rough moans of pleasure came
from a deep, lustful place within him and he knotted his fingers in
her hair while thrusting gently against her tongue.

When he threatened to come,
Erika stood up quickly, braced herself against the wall and took
him into her from behind. His arms came around her to play with her
breasts and rub her sex as he watched himself moving in and out
with faster and faster strokes.

He came hard and long, grinding
his hips against her at his release.

Erika’s orgasm snatched her
breath away and raised goosebumps all over her wet body. Aiden
kissed the back of her neck and all the way down her spine,
circling his tongue around the join of her buttocks and nibbling
the soft flesh on the back of her thighs.

He grabbed a warm towel, wrapped
her in it and set about drying her off, caressing and exciting her
with the soft fabric. His lips followed the towel over every square
inch of skin, kissing and nibbling as they went. When his tongue
found a particularly sensitive spot, he returned to it again and
again, setting Erika’s nerve endings alight and liquefying her
bones.

Eventually, he sat her down on
the edge of the bath and parted her legs to look at her shaved
pussy, by which time he had her pleading with him to satisfy her
all over. He knelt down, his body still glistening from the shower,
and smiled hungrily up at her, so obviously loving his complete
command over her body.

“Five years ago, you didn’t
shave your pussy,” he reminded her, kissing the inside of each
thigh. “And I couldn’t get enough of you. I loved to bury my face
between your legs and taste you. But now…”

“You don’t like it?” Erika
panicked and tensed.

As an answer, Aiden drew his
tongue slowly up along the folds of her sex, already hot and
swollen with desire. “The sight of you so open, wet and sweet makes
me more horny than I ever imagined. I’ve always thought your body
was perfect but this…”

He plunged his face down and
tasted her, using his fingers to spread her wider so his tongue
could explore.

“I don’t know how I controlled
myself that first morning,” he said, nipping at her clit with his
lips while Erika gripped his head and surrendered to the excitement
building in her loins. “I wanted to lay you down and find out if
you tasted as good as you looked. But I didn’t want to scare you
away.”

Two of his fingers moved inside
Erika and flicked against her G-spot, stripping away the words
until all she heard were her own lustful demands and cries for
Aiden to make her come.

With no thought for his own
pleasure he complied, using his fingers and tongue to excite her so
much her entire body needed to be kissed all at once. His bristled
face rubbed against the soft skin of her thighs, heightening her
excitement and she squirmed, unable to remain still. The stubble
around his lips and chin rasped her shaved pussy sore and it
tingled sensuously, increasing its sensitivity tenfold until she
didn’t know where to tell Aiden to touch next.

Just when she thought she might
pass out with pleasure, she came against his tongue, demanding that
he suck harder on her clit and fill her with his fingers. Even when
the spasms died away, Aiden continued to caress her until her
breathing returned to normal and her heartbeat slowed.

“You’re a very, very naughty
boy,” she said, placing her hands on each cheekbone and making him
look up at her. “But you can stop now.”

A satisfied smile played across
his face. “I don’t think I ever want to stop. I’ve been fantasising
about doing this since you had your wicked way with me. And I
deserve unrestricted access to make up for being called a
tart.”

Erika laughed. “It’s two o’clock
in the morning. Don’t you think we should go to bed?”

“Bed, yes. Sleep, no.” His slow,
sexy smile implied that there were far more pleasures still to be
explored. “I want you on top of me, under me, in front and behind.
I need to remember how every inch of your skin tastes, and then
make you forget everything except my power to make you come so hard
your heart stops. I’ve spent the last four days imagining how it
would be to fuck you a hundred different ways. We’re hardly warmed
up.”

So saying, Aiden stood up and
held out his hand before leading a very willing, naked Erika back
to bed for the long, loving night ahead.

Erika’s heart plummeted and her
eyes brimmed with tears.

“My car’s here,” she said,
barely able to form the words. “I have to go. I wish…”

“Shh. I know. I wish too.”

Aiden pulled her into his arms
for the final time, tucking her head in under his chin and rubbing
his hands up and down her back to comfort her. Her tears soaked
into his sweater, the one he’d worn that first day they’d climbed
to the top of the hill and they could have been the last people on
earth.

Now he’d become the one who
mattered to Erika the most in all the world.

Four short days and yet so much
had happened to turn her life upside down, leaving her confused and
unable to focus on anything other than the pain of leaving Aiden
behind.

From the moment they’d walked
upstairs from the wedding reception, they’d been naked in bed;
kissing, touching, talking, laughing and contemplating an uncertain
future.

Whispers across the pillow had
filled in the missing details of the last five years and explored
every conflicting emotion. They’d even dared to make plans for the
time after the court battle with Marty.

In all these hours, Erika had
committed her body eagerly to Aiden, unable to quench her burning
desire for him, but some part of her newly-opened heart still held
back from relinquishing itself completely to loving him.

They’d made love slowly, and the
affectionate words had spilled out of Aiden so easily, but Erika
hadn’t been able to reciprocate. Guilt had cut through her when
she’d seen how deeply her hesitation hurt him.

“I need more time,” she’d said
as dawn broke on Sunday morning. “It’s only been four days since
you walked back into my life. I’m still in shock.” She’d stroked
her hand down the side of his face. She’d never seen a more
handsome man and asked herself what she hoped to gain by not
plunging in head first. “We joked about it being sex and memories
but how do I know it’s not that instead of real love?”

“You know it’s more than that.
You feel it the way I do.”

“But we’ve been here before.
We’ve made all those promises. And we’ve broken them.”

“I broke them, not you,” Aiden
had said urgently, grasping her wrist and pressing her fingers to
his lips. “But it’s different now. More honest. And this time,
there’ll be no going back.”

“That’s what scares me. I’ve got
to be sure.” Erika had rolled over on top of Aiden and pinned him
against the pillows, kissing the adorable birthmark on his shoulder
and the sensitive skin in the warm hollows of his neck. “I won’t
make promises I can’t keep.”

He’d laughed softly. “Your
body’s already is. The way you touch me. The urgency in your kiss.
Your ability to make me feel complete. None of that’s physical.
It’s straight from your heart.” As if to prove it, he’d kissed her
with such tenderness he’d taken possession of her soul. “I’ve tried
to escape the memory of you with so many other women, but no one
has ever crept under my skin like you do. You make me
vulnerable.”

“Which is exactly why I won’t
say the words as if they’re meaningless. Loving you isn’t a
throwaway emotion. I can’t do it half-heartedly. It might sound
stupid but, until I’m sure this hole in my heart has mended, I
daren’t fill it up with love again.”

At this, Aiden had sighed and
pulled the duvet closer around them. “I’ll kiss it better,” he’d
promised, quoting her lyrics. “I’ll make you brand new.” Each word
had ended with a kiss. “I’ll take a dozen lifetimes to mend the
gaping hole in your heart.”

For a moment, Erika had wavered;
carried along on a tide of emotion and lust, but a sixth sense had
held her back and the words had remained unsaid.

Now, standing in Aiden’s arms,
only minutes before she left for London, Erika felt the hole in her
heart opening wider and her courage draining out of it.

Sensing her pain, Aiden kissed
Erika deeply, his hands in her hair, his body still yearning for
hers. Desperate not to let him go, Erika memorised every second of
the kiss – his newly-shaven face, the sweep of his eyelashes
against his cheek, the taste of coffee on his tongue – and held
every detail close.

“I love you, Erika,” he
breathed, his lips barely leaving hers. “Whatever happens, don’t
forget that.”

“I can’t…”

“I know.” He pulled away and
held her face between his hands, brushing away her tears and
smiling tenderly down at her. “But I’ll be waiting for you whenever
you’re ready.”