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Romance- Varials
Eve woke alone the next morning.
She was in her own bed again, ruminating over the night before. Her orange cat, Percy, jumped up next to her, purring and nudging her hand. He chirped while staring her down.
"Yes, I'll feed you, goof."
He meowed.
"A gentleman is but a patient wolf."
Those words plagued her mind over and over, taunting and teasing.
Aron had taken her back home soon after Camren had interrupted them. Things weren't awkward between the two, if anything, they both found it funny. The look of pure shock on Camren's face quickly became an inside joke between Aron and Eve.
Bzz.
A: Good morning, love. Come over?
She set her phone down for a few minutes while cutting up wet food for Percy, the cat nudging her legs and chirping loudly.
Bzz.
A: Don't make me beg.
E: Okay. Give me an hour.
Bzz.
A message from Freya.
F: Hey! How did last night go?
E: It was nice. He's really sweet.
F: He better be!
She wasn't sure what Aron had in mind for the day. It was rainy again, the cool October wind blowing around. She threw on a black HIM hoodie. It was one of her favorites, with a bright pink heartagram on the back. She paired it with solid black leggings and white Docs. A beanie was added to the outfit. It looked chilly outside today.
She drove her black Jeep down the same winding roads Aron had taken the night before. Pulling up to the house, she took in the sight of it. It looked way different in the daylight.
The house was large and made of stone. It was old, obviously built in the late 1800's/early 1900's based on the design. There was a very "homey" element to it, shutters on the windows and a large wooden porch wrapping around the front.
Freshly potted plants were placed intently on the porch, and Eve wondered who was responsible for that. Probably Camren. He seemed like the kind of guy to spruce his living space up. The thought of Camren made her smile.. She could tell he was such a sweet person. She hoped Freya and Camren would hit it off eventually, picturing them being good together.
She locked her car and made her way up to the front door. Before she could even knock, the door flew open.
"Eve?!" Liam yelled, his long limbs excitedly flew into the air, then wrapped around her.
"Hi!"
Aron appeared at the door, looking very annoyed with Liam's enthusiasm.
"Hello love," he smiled and pulled her in for a kiss right away, which shocked not only Eve, but Liam. She saw his eyes widen and he laughed.
"Bloody 'ell, seems you two have made on quite well with each other."
He shut the door and she followed the boys into the living room. It smelled heavily of incense, with a faint herby smell mixed in.
There were scattered attempts at decorations on the walls. Luggage bags still laid around the house, along with the random amps and cords. A bright green bass, she assumed to be Liam's, sat on the couch. He'd obviously been playing and had just set it down to answer the door. A random game show played on the large TV, although the sound was muted. Eve wasn't sure what to expect their living quarters to be like, but she thought it would be a little more exciting. It didn't feel much like a home.
"Would you like a tour?" Aron asked her.
"She might need it, mate. Sounds like she's only seen the dining room so far." He laughed and Eve wanted to crawl in a hole.
"Come off it." Aron rolled his eyes. For some reason, Eve found it really attractive. "We're still settling in, so please don't mind the mess."
He grabbed her hand and lead her through the dining room, smirking. They walked into a room full of shiny, silver appliances.
"Obviously, it's a kitchen.. feel free to make anything you'd like if you're hungry. Or, ask for food. I don't mind making something for you." She smiled at him in gratitude. The dinner he made last night was incredible, she'd finished her entire plate.
Down the hall, he stopped again.
"This is the study. Desmond has been spending a lot of time here. When he's not in his room, he's in here usually. Lots of old books, I guess. He's a reader." She looked around the room at the bookcases, record player, and paintings on the walls. "I believe it used to be a bedroom, and the previous owners just converted it to a study."
She nodded, running her finger over the cold leather chair. "Hm. It smells really nice in here."
"That it does."
He showed her a couple other rooms on the main floor, Liam's bass rumbling faintly from the living room.
They approached a staircase and Aron signaled for her to go first. She could tell he was staring at her ass the entire time. At the top, a walkway branched off into two hallways mirroring each other, full of doors.
Ah, the bedrooms.
His hands grabbed her hips from behind, and she felt him, hard, on her ass. He just couldn't keep his hands off her.
"The bedrooms?"
"Correct." She felt his breath.. warm, on her neck.
Aron kissed it then, putting his hands on her chest and squeezing her breasts over her hoodie. She gasped.
A door opened and she froze. His hands were off of her immediately. Desmond appeared, hair tousled, and he did a double-take at her. Clearly, she was the last person he expected to see.. especially in their home. He glanced at her with oceanic eyes, then looked at Aron standing behind her.
"Lovely to see you," his rich voice uttered. She couldn't tell if she detected sarcasm or not. He passed them and went down the stairs.
Aron pulled her into one of the doorways, grinning. Arousal filled his eyes and he grabbed her chest again. They were in his bedroom now, obvious due to the open guitar cases and music equipment around the room.
"T-This is your room?" She nervously asked, stupidly, trying to distract him. She didn't necessarily want the entire house to hear them having sex for the first time. And she knew she had an issue keeping quiet.
He looked at her.
"I'm not wasting any more fucking time."
"I-"
His lips were on hers and he pushed her up against the door, taking her hands and pinning them above her head. He laughed into her neck.
"You have 'fuck me' eyes and you don't even know it. I might have to make you apologize for looking so fuckable."
Aron kissed her neck more, pulling her hoodie up and over her head. He tossed it on the floor, looking at the tank top she wore underneath, turned on by the sight of her perky breasts due to her push-up bra. Her right arm had a sleeve tattoo, Aron not getting a closer look at it until now.
He groaned as he took in the sight of her full chest.
"I'm going to have to fuck those." His lips were on her chest immediately, sucking on the tops of her breasts and leaving dark marks from his teeth.
His hands moved around to grab her ass and he squeezed, earning a moan from Eve.
"Get on your knees." He said, pushing her to the floor. She obliged, increasingly getting more and more turned on.
"You look so pretty looking up at me." He grabbed her face, turning it to the side and bringing it to his waistband.
She leaned against the bulge in his jeans and stared up at him, turning the "fuck me" eyes on even more.
"A gentleman is but a patient wolf."
He stroked her face gently, studying it.
"Open your mouth."
A natural brat, she shook her head, a smile in her eyes. He slapped her cheek.
"Open your fucking mouth."
Her lips parted. He took two fingers and stuck them in her mouth.
"Suck. Show me how good it would feel if those pretty lips were wrapped around my cock."
While maintaining eye contact, she sucked on his fingers, then he pushed them back into her throat. A loud gag escaped her, tears welled in her eyes, and he slapped her again.
"Be quiet." he growled.
Her hands reached for his belt, but he pushed them away.
"Don't you dare fucking touch me."
He slowly undid his belt, making sure to take extra time just to tease Eve. His wide, sturdy hands undid the button and zipper, and he slowly pulled them down, exposing himself to her.
He wasn't cut, which she had been curious about. She knew circumcision was mainly an American thing, but she had never been with someone who was uncut. He was thick, with just enough length to please. Deep veins ran along his shaft. He'd recently shaved, short stubble on his skin.
"Worship it."
She took him in her mouth immediately, making him gasp. Taking as much in her throat as she could, she gurgled, the noises driving Aron crazy. She bobbed up and down continuously, cupping his balls with one hand and resting the other on his abdomen. He ripped his shirt off quickly, and she lightly dug her nails around his navel. His abdomen was ridden with many tattoos, same with both his arms and neck.
His hands were in her hair, pushing her head down even further.
"I know your pretty little throat can take all of me.. just a bit... more.."
Tears welled in her eyes again as she deepthroated his shaft, her lips meeting the base of his cock. She moaned, vibrating around him, and he nearly lost it.
Throwing his head back, he moaned.
"Goooood fucking girl."
She continued, making sure to pay attention to his balls as well. Eve stroked him and stared up at him dreamily while he fucked her mouth.
"Anyone could walk past the other side of this door and hear us.. I bet that excites a little whore like you, eh?"
He pulled her to her feet, bringing her to his bed and pushing her down. Her mind swirled.
"This is the first thing I should have ever done to you. I should have brought you into that ladies room at that bar and fucked your brains out. God knows I was thinking about it."
She moaned as he took her tank top off, then unclasped her bra. Her large breasts fell out and he was in front of her immediately.
"Put them together."
"You're a sick fuck."
He grinned devilishly. He fucked her chest, demanding eye contact the entire time. Her body ached to have him inside her. She wanted all of him, every inch. She stared at his tattooed biceps while he looked down at her bright eyes.
He pushed her down again and was between her legs, pulling his own pants off completely. He hooked his fingers under her leggings and yanked them down, over her ass and down her thighs. He kissed her stomach and moaned when he saw her thong.
"A thong?" He put his finger under it and quickly let go, snapping it against her skin. "What a dirty slut you are." His accent wrapping around the word "slut" did unimaginable things to her.
"Please.." Eve begged. She had a hard time finding her voice in between stifled moans, and all she wanted was to be fucked, her heat throbbing between spread legs.
"Please what?" He continued to kiss down her stomach, over the stretch marks and imperfections.
"Fuck me...."
"Not yet."
He kissed in between her thighs, then licked once over her thong, driving her mad. She moaned loudly and grabbed the sheets on his bed, her hips bucking, begging him.
"What the fuck did I say about being quiet?" He lightly bit the inside of her thigh.
She looked down at him, desperation filling her doe eyes.
Aron pulled her panties to the side, as soaked as they were. He gently inserted two fingers into her and began making a "come hither" motion inside of her. Fuck. He was so good at this. It clearly was not his first time. No other man she'd been with could even find the clit by himself, much less work her body like this.
Her toes curling, she bit her lip to contain her moans. The fingers on his other hand opened her folds and delicately planted wet kisses on her clit. He started swirling his tongue around it, making the glowing orb behind her navel increase. She arched her back and bucked her hips, putting her hands in his mocha hair.
"P-please don't stop," she softly whined.
He kept his mouth on her while increasing the speed of his fingers. Hooked behind her navel, she was ready to explode. She threw her head back. Eyes rolling to the back of her skull, she saw stars.
"A-Aron!"
She felt a light splashing hit her pelvis while he continued pumping his fingers in her.
Riding out the high, she looked down at him. The sight she was met with make her insides tremble. Aron had his tongue against her flesh, licking every drop. His eyes were closed and she could tell he was thoroughly enjoying every moment.
"That was.. so.. fucking hot. Oh my god," He moaned.
He put his fingers in his mouth, tasting her, and she noticed his face was wet.
Did she squirt? She'd never done that before in her life. But that was easily the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had. Ripping her panties down her legs, he balled them up and reached for her face. Aron shoved them in Eve's mouth while she looked at him pleadingly.
"I'm going to split you open."
He positioned himself between her thighs and slowly entered her, hissing out loud as he did so. They moved together; her moving her hips to allow him to get to the innermost parts, and him moving to reach them. He grabbed both of her tits and plowed into her, using all of his strength to fuck her roughly. Eve couldn't form words, she was floating on cloud nine.
"Look at your fucking body. Those wide hips, and those tits bouncing. My god, you don't know what you... do to.. me," he grunted in between breaths.
He placed his hands on her hips, slowing down, yet still fucking hard. He felt her get wetter and wetter the more he spoke to her, the wet heat in between her legs overflowing onto the sheets.
Aron flipped her on her stomach and continued. He grabbed her neck with both hands from behind, speaking right into her ear.
"You're going to cum again."
She felt herself begin to unravel.
"3...."
He fucked her deeply.
"2...."
She dug her nails into the sheets once more.
"1..."
He felt her walls tighten around him, her body shivering and moaning, the moans muffled by the gag. Her body responded to him so well.
Aron knew he was close. He could slowly start to feel his balls tighten as he watched her ass bounce on him with every thrust, it jiggled. He'd never fucked a girl as thick as her before, relishing every moment.
"You're going to take all of my cum, yeah?"
Eve nodded, looking behind her with longing in her eyes. The pitiful look on her face made him weak, he smacked her ass and pounded harder until he was right at the edge.
He pulled out of her quickly and pumped his hot cum on her pale ass, she began to shake it as he came and he groaned loudly. What a fucking sight.
Aron picked up a spare shirt next to the bed and wiped her off, then reached up and took the panties out of her mouth.
She rolled onto her back and smiled at him, both of them panting like they'd just run a mile. Sweat glistened on her chest. Aron offered her a shirt of his, and she pulled her panties back on.
"You are.. so fucking incredible." His hands grabbed her chin, pulling her to him.
"You did so amazing, you're such a good girl." He rubbed her arm, tracing the tattoo.
"I can't believe I squirted," she laughed.
"That was one of the hottest things I've ever seen," he kissed her neck again, both still obviously in the mood.
He laid next to her, studying her. She was on her side, facing him, and she slowly started to drift into unconsciousness. He studied her thick, black eyelashes, that appeared to have no makeup on them. Her soft freckles under her eyes, her brows, and the faint beauty mark above her lip.
"So beautiful.." he whispered out loud.
His finger gently traced her cheekbone, down to her jawline. He knew, no matter what happened between them, he was bound to her. Forever.