Bella's POV
I cried out as he plunged into me suddenly. He held me tightly as my body trembled under him. Pain shot through my body, but I didn't want him to let go.
"Are you okay?" his voice was deep and husky. I nodded against his chest.
"I'm fine, but don't move yet. It hurts," I whimpered.
"Okay," he kissed my forehead and hugged me tighter.
"You can keep going," I said quietly after the pain subsided.
I grabbed his face to pull him into a kiss while he moved on top of me slowly and carefully at first.
He used his good hand to intertwine his fingers on mine and pinned my hand to the bed. I moaned as he suddenly fastened his movements.
"Wait...Aaron! Not so rough!" I whimpered.
"Sorry. You feel so good. I love your tight little..."
"Don't say it out loud!" I screeched. My face felt hot and flustered.
He chuckled. "I'm getting tired of balancing on my injured arm. How about you be the top?"
"B...but I'm sore and.."
"Okay, then we can stop here" he started to get off of me.
"No!" I screamed louder than I intended to. My body felt like it wasn't completely satisfied. There was no way we were done. I pushed him with all of my strengths.
"Jesus!" he yelled as he fell backward. "Why are you so aggressive? I've got a bad arm, for fucks sake."
"Quit your whining. Your arm is almost healed anyway."
I got on top of him. "And stop smiling like that," I scolded him and avoided his eyes.
"I can't smile during sex, either? You are so mean to me," he complained. He touched my waist and stroked my skin, his green eyes glinting.
"Shut up," I laughed. I pressed my hands on his chest and moved on top of him. Moans escaped from my throat as I felt him inside. It felt like he was growing bigger, and I felt so full.
"Take your shirt off. I want to see all of you," he growled. His eyes were dark and full of lust.
I didn't argue. He sat up halfway and covered my breast with his mouth. I cried out in pain and pleasure as he bit my nipple then sucked it while our hips moved together in a perfect rhythm. He was deep inside me. He gripped my butt and helped me move faster and harder.
I felt a clenching sensation in my abdomen. I wrapped my arms around his neck."I'm gonna cum," I whimpered and gripped his back.
"Fuck...me too," he held me against his chest. "Together," he hissed and bit my earlobe. I came.
Judging from his shaky body and racing heart, so did he.
He rolled me to the side and pulled out. He dropped down next to me, breathing heavily.
"Shit Bella...tell me why we didn't do this before?" he said after our breathing turned normal.
"Because I was too desperate, and you were a jerk?" I offered.
"You weren't too desperate. You were insane. Still is. And I'm still a jerk," he picked up a lock of my hair and twirled it around his finger.
True story.
"So now what?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" I looked at him.
"Should I ask you out on a date?" he grinned.
"Don't you think it's a little too late for that?" I giggled.
"Nope. So, will you go out with me?" he asked again.
"No, you aren't my type," I said nonchalantly.
"Not your-...you little!"
I yelled as he grabbed me and yanked me on top of him. I couldn't move as he held me tightly against his chest.
"Take that back and say you will go out with me," he looked me in the eyes and said.
"I will! Now let go of me! I have to go shower," I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but he was too strong.
"Good girl," he let go.
I finished cleaning up, and we said goodbye. He leaned over to give me one last kiss before he left.
I flopped down on the bed and buried my face in the pillow. My bed still smelled like him. My body felt sensitive. The pleasurable sensation I felt earlier was still lingering inside me. For once, I was truly happy. I finally got what I wanted.
I got Aaron Morris, and I'm never letting him go. I'm going to hurt him so much and make him wish he never met me.