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[Aidan]

Valentine's day had almost been a disaster. And since then, Rachel had been trying to come up with some plan to make things up to Aidan. He didn't expect it and she knew he wasn't harboring any deep-seated resentments about it, but she just wanted to do something nice for him. Because she was his girlfriend and could. So she figured a nice candle-lit dinner for just the two of them would be a nice way to start.

It was when she found the outfit backstage at the club that things started to get interesting.

With devious glee she put an invitation that would lead him on a scavenger hunt to a variety of locations. In the boutique, she left him a suit that he could wear, at the Hub was waiting a bottle of wine, at the waterfall was a basket of desserts (with all of his favorites) and as he made his way to her hut, she sprinkled the path with some flowers.

Inside the hut, Rachel waited patiently, her small home lit entirely by candlelight and some jazz playing on her iPod. Dinner was on the table and if she'd timed it perfectly, it wouldn't be cold in the least when he followed her last instruction. Come inside and claim your prize.

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As soon as her hand wrapped around his cock, Aidan groaned and arched his back upward off the bed. He so badly wanted more, the fact that she was now stroking him somehow making it all worse, making him even more needy.

Once he could see her over him, with that look in her eyes, it drove him wild. The question she asked was almost a dare.

"Everything," he growled. "Whatever I want. Whatever I need..."

"It almost sounds like you don't know." Still stroking him, Rachel leaned in close so that her breath was warm on his lips. "Maybe you should just show me instead." If he wanted a challenge, or permission, or whatever, she was granting it. She'd had her teasing full all through dinner, it was only fair to let Aidan reap some of the spoils for himself.

Aidan took a shuddering breath as her hand continued to move up and down his cock, lips brushing against his. The offer she was giving was oh-so enticing, but now that he was 'free' Aidan wanted to tease a bit on his own.

"I don't know, maybe I feel like being patient," he said, his grin turning wolfish.

Slowing her strokes, Rachel brushed her lips against his before lying her head on his shoulder. "Then I guess I'll just have to wait here until you're ready." She could be patient, too, even if she hated it at the moment. She even managed so close her eyes, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and the sounds of his breathing in her ears.

It wasn't exactly what she wanted at the moment, but the fact that she could be almost completely relaxed with him like this was almost erotic in and of itself.

"Mmmhmmm," Aidan said, kissing along her neck before biting softly. He liked the weight of her on him, how she almost lazily stroked him as her body relaxed against his. Once he felt her relaxed, moved.

Shifting his weight, Aidan rolled on top of her, sliding his hands along her arms until he took her hands in his and pressed them up above her head. His lips crushed against hers, kissing her hard as he pressed his hips against her.

Not may girls outside of bad Hollywood movies would probably say they liked being bitten on the neck by a vampire, but Rachel found it quite enchanting at times like these. The warmth of breath, the pressure of his lips and teeth was definitely one of her stranger turn-ons and she figured if he didn't do something soon, she really was going to take matters into her own hands.

But the sudden shift made her giggle and she didn't put up an ounce of resistance as he pressed her arms upwards and kissed her. She responded very quickly, opening her mouth to his, wrapping a leg over his hip and grinding back against him with a hungry moan that even surprised her a little. She had no idea what he was going to do next and she didn't care, she was feeling great.

Aidan just grinned at her and took the discarded tie and wrapped it around her wrists. He tied it so that if she wanted, she could easily pull the ends to free herself, it was more symbolic than anything else. If she was uncomfortable with it, she was more than welcome to remove it.

"You've been very bad, with all the teasing," he said, running a hand along the part of her leg left exposed by the stocking.

"I suppose I have. Am I going to be punished?" She wrapped her fingers around the rail of the headboard and stretched out beneath him, shivering a little at the feel of his fingers on her bare skin. She wondered for a moment if he was going to bother removing the garter belt and stockings, of if he'd leave them on. She wasn't really sure which she'd prefer, but she was sure he was probably enjoying making the decision.

"Absolutely," he said, grinning at her as he leaned in again to kiss and suck at her neck. He wanted to mark her and while he probably should somewhere that wouldn't be so obvious, he couldn't help doing it right on her neck where it was visible.

Sliding his hand up her leg a bit higher, he gave her ass a squeeze before pushing her legs apart even more, opening her up to him.

"I think we're both going to have trouble walking tomorrow."

She didn't care if he marked her a little, she wasn't really planning on going out and if she did, well, she was an adult, damn it. She liked this, closing her eyes and turning her head a little so he could have all the room he needed.

Completely relaxed, she felt his hands on her body and sighed as he moved her. "Babe, I wasn't planning on either of us leaving this bed until tomorrow afternoon so it won't really matter."

"Good," he said, his voice growling low as he bit her again. She was giving him more exposure so he took that as a sign that she was up for anything.

"It will take at least that long to do everything I'm thinking about," he said, teeth grazing her ear before he pressed his cock against her entrance and thrust in. She was already hot and wet and he couldn't help but groan loudly as he buried himself deep in her pussy. It was almost electric, the feeling being in her. Familiar and exciting all at the same time and he loved it.

Rachel moaned loudly in the small bedroom, arching beneath Aidan as he entered her. It always felt so good, even moreso now that they both knew what they liked and right now, after all that teasing and playing, having him inside her finally was the perfect ending to a great night. Her hips shifted and her body adjusted around him and for the first time she felt the twinge of frustration at not being able to reach for him with her hands.

Aidan groaned as she shifted, the friction causing him to slide against her more. She felt so good and for a brief moment he didn't think anything could possibly feel better. Then he began to slowly grind up against her and that felt even better. After a few, brief thrusts Aidan pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed back into her hard, driving his cock hard and deep into her.

Gasping in pleasure, Rachel's hips moved hard against his, working with him as much as she could. Her body sang as he drove in and out of her and she let him know it, smiling as she watched him, using her leg to hitch over his hip and pull him closer. She wanted to touch him, rake her nails over his chest and back, but she didn't pull free, she just squirmed against him.

"I love what you do," he groaned, pushing his hips down into her again, building up a rhythm with her. He loved how that worked with her, how they learned from and about each other to make every time better than the last.

"How you make me feel. What you make me do."

"God, Aidan..." She could feel her nails digging into the wood of her bed as her heart beat so hard it wanted to beat out of his chest. Everything he said, everything he was doing made her feel things she didn't know how to control even if she wanted to. "I want all of it, more, please, babe." She could feel her body slipping from her control, little twitches that pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

The 'please' was perfect, hearing her ask for it as desperately as he wanted to give it to her was everything he needed and wanted right then. He pressed his forehead to her shoulder and slammed into her as hard and fast as he could.

"Tell me what you want, I want to hear how much you want what I'm doing to you."

"I want you hard and inside me until we can't move any more." It was getting harder to talk, her breathing was ragged and everything in her body was giddy with pleasure. Her toes were curling and her back was arched as she worked with him as much as she could, trying to keep the rhythm as best she could as her control finally broke and she came with a cry, clenching around him and shuddering as she shocks took over.

Everything she was saying sounded like a fantastic idea to Aidan. He wanted to do everything possible to and with her and he didn't want it to ever end. The instant she came and tightened around him, clenching his cock tight, he lost it. Aidan shouted her name as he buried himself deep inside her and came. Fingers gripping her hips, he shuddered against her as he felt that overwhelming rush of pleasure that only she could give him.

When Rachel started to come down from her high, she pulled her hands free. Plunging them into his hair, she pulled him down in a hard kiss, moaning his name as she felt him shudder. She ran her hands down his body, feeling all the muscles she'd denied herself thusfar. God, he felt good, all hard and lean and hers, all hers. She lost herself in him, ignoring everything but the taste of his mouth and feel of his sweat-slicked skin.

The touch made everything better, Aidan wanting to be touched as much as she wanted to give it. Her hands felt strong and calloused but still feminine, familiar and seeking in a way that sent chills up his spine.

Coming down from the high, he collapsed down on her a bit, still supporting his weight but pressing his body against hers, feeling even closer to her than before in a way.

"Fuck," he gasped.

Smiling, Rachel wrapped herself around him and twisted a little until they could lay on their sides. She kept running her hands over him, caressing his chest and running her fingers along his jaw. "Happy late Valentine's Day, Aidan. How am I doing so far with the romantic evening thing?"

"Amazing," he said, humming happily as she touched him, returning the favor to her, running his hands along her. Or maybe that was a favor to him, she felt so good.

"But I never doubted you," he added, leaning forward to kiss her.

Smiling, she returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her body against his. The rest of the night would be whatever it was, but right now she was like a well-fed kitten in a warm blanket, happy and satisfied.

There was just one thing that bothered her and her hands moved to start unhooking the stockings she still wore. They were sexy and they were cute but she wanted to feel his hand on her skin, not through the thin nylon. Except... "God damn it." Sitting up, she started to pull. The fastenings were sticking. She couldn't get them undone.

Aidan laughed as he watched her struggle with the nylons, somehow finding that more endearing than anything else that had gone on tonight. It was the sort of thing that never happened in porn or erotic stories and it made everything so much more... real.

"Here," he said, sitting up and shifting around on the bed so his hands moved along her legs. "Let me help."

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