Chapter 15. After-Party Sex

Our clothes all over the place. On the bed beside us, on the floor, on the table. I told Aaron to keep it slow and steady for my headache and he did. But it seems as though he is enjoying this more than me. I asked for it, but the other person is deriving more pleasure than me.

"Aaron..." I moan his name, wrapping my arms around his torso and burying my head in his chest. The small little pendant of his is around my nose, it smells metallic. Closing my body like an armadillo, I wait for him to notice my movements.

"Hey, you okay? Should I stop?" As expected, he slowly comes to a halt while inside me. He props  up on his hands to give me some space to breathe.

I feared for the worst.

My heart was beating faster than I thought.

He stares at me silently, to hear my response to continue or not. 

"If something's bothering you, do tell me." He says as he dives in to kiss my cheek. He isn't supposed to do that