passion and food

Chapter 16 (Aron's POV)

When I came back to Becky's house in the evening, I wasn't expecting an interrogation.

But that's exactly what awaited me.

It was obvious Rachel was just worried about her best friend and it just made me like her more.

She really was perfect for Mason.

After she was done with interrogating me, we moved to more pleasant topics and I enjoyed her company but I was nervous as well.

I had no idea where these feelings had come from but all day, all I could think about was Becky.

This woman was driving me insane after only one glimpse at all the passion that was building between us.

But I was determined to see where things could go.

Maybe, just maybe, she could be the one to change my opinion about women.

After about 30 minutes she finally stepped into the living room.

And she took my breath away.

She was in a pair of simple jeans and a T-shirt that was a bit big on her but she was still stunning.

And the fact her face was free of any make up was a huge turn on.

She managed to convince Rachel that Mason needed her, but I highly doubted it since Rachel's phone didn't ring while we were talking.

But I wasn't about to point it out because it meant I got to have Becky all to myself once Rachel left.

When she finally came back into the living room she slumped next to me on the sofa with a heavy sigh and closed eyes.

And honestly I thought I had a better restraint on myself but who am I kidding.

I was on her like a starving man in seconds.

And if her moan was any indication I'd say she didn't mind it at all.

My hands roamed all over her body but it wasn't enough.

I was already hard and I just wanted to continue where we left things yesterday.

So I got rid of her clothes in record time and she didn't fall behind. She removed my clothes just as fast as I did hers.

Now she was in front of me in only a pair of panties because she had no bra on under her T-shirt and a groan escaped me when I took in all of her naked glory.

She was gorgeous.

I was trailing my gaze all over her body and I could sense she was doing the same with my body.

Suddenly her fingers started to push down my boxer briefs band but I caught her hands.

"Now, now. I think I should get my turn first since I am your guest. What do you say?"

While speaking I already moved her panties to the side and slid a finger inside of her wet core.

So the only response I got was a moan and I took it as her agreeing to my words.

I took one of her nipples into my mouth and her hands tangled into my hands, pulling me closer to her chest.

I devoured her like my favorite dessert.

My fingers kept pumping in and out of her wet core.

But iz wasn't enough for me.

I started trailing kisses down her body, over her stomach and paused at her waist band.

She was begging for more in seconds and I was a gentleman so I gave her what she wanted.

I ripped those offending panties from her body and dive in right away.

She smelled and tasted like heaven.

And I didn't stop until I felt her legs shaking around my shoulders.

That's when I added a finger to the torture and she exploded in my hands.

As she went over the edge a scream escaped her mouth with my name on her lips.

But I was far from over. We were just getting started.

I pulled down my boxer briefs and rolled a condom down my length in record time.

She didn't even manage to catch her breath from the orgasm that tore through her a few seconds ago, but I was already on her and positioned between her legs.

I was in her next thing you know and a groan escaped me while she squeezed me with her walls.

"Damn you are so tight."

I didn't get any answer from her nor did I wait for it.

I began moving.

It was a slow pace at first but once she scratched over my back with her nail all senses left me.

I started pounding into her like a rabid animal, but I didn't care.

It felt so fucking good.

And before I was ready we were both nearing our climax.

It felt like it only lasted a few seconds and suddenly her walls squeezed me so tight I couldn't find my own release anymore.

My hands gave out and I was sprawled on top of her.

We were both trying to catch our breath.

After a few minutes I went to discard the condom.

When I came back she was still lying on her back sprawled across the sofa and a chuckle escaped me.

"What are you chickling at? My legs died! I can't move them. Mo I don't even feel them!"

At her outrage and words a laugh bursted out of me.

"Honey, that just means I did my job right."

At that she started chuckling as well.

I stepped next to her and started to help her back in her clothes.

She looked at me in shock.

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Helping you to get dressed. Then you will tell me what we are having for dinner and I will warm it."

She was still looking at me with shock in her eyes.

"Where did you come from?"

A laugh escaped me once more.

I managed to put her in a T-shirt and her pants and stood up.

I gave her a peck on the lips and pushed some hair behind her ear.

"It seems to me every last one of your exes was a piece of shit. But I am not like them. I know how to treat a woman."

Then I proceeded into the kitchen with her in my arms.

I put her down on one of the stools in the kitchen and went to the counter.

I found spaghetti bolognese sitting there and I got down to heating it up.

"How'd you know it was my favorite?"

She burst out laughing.

"I didn't. It's one of Mason's favorite dishes. And mine as well."

"Looks like we have more in common than we thought."

We shared a smile and I went back to work on our dinner.