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Once Upon a Second Chance (Once Upon a Holiday Story #1) Chapter 15 68%
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Chapter 15

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Daniel

We were doing this. I wanted Aaron, and by some miracle he wanted me in return. As I stood at the end of my bed and he stared at me with smiling eyes, the rims still red from his tears, I promised my heart I’d let it steer. My mind couldn’t be trusted; that had already been proved.

“Daniel?”

Oh, right, I wasn’t moving…or speaking. “We can take this at your pace.”

“Well, my pace happens to be both of us naked, a hell of a lot more kissing, and you fucking me until I can’t walk straight.”

“I like your pace.” And as if someone had flipped a switch, we began tearing our clothes off as fast as we could.

After the last stitch of clothing flew across the room, Aaron reached up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to him. I collapsed on top of him with a laugh that quickly morphed into a moan when our cocks rubbed together and our tongues tangled.

“Oh shit,” I gasped as I lifted on one arm.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t have condoms.”

Aaron bit his lip “Well, I literally have nothing, just whatever you’ve given me.”

I chuckled and pressed my forehead to his. “Damn.”

“Hey.” He tenderly took my face in his hands. “There is so much else we can do to get off, and that’s the goal here, right?”

My grin took over my whole face. “Absolutely.”

He spread his legs and wrapped them around my waist. I relished in the feel of his cock against mine.

“I want to suck you,” he mumbled between kisses.

“God, yes.”

We rolled, stopping once he was on top of me, and immediately, he slid down my body, licking and nibbling his way everywhere until he reached my very hard dick.

“Hell, yeah.” He swiped his tongue over my slit, humming as my precome burst onto his tongue. “Delicious.”

“You’re killing me, Aaron. I want to taste you too; straddle my face.”

I didn’t have to ask him twice. He maneuvered his body so that we were in the sixty-nine position and then he licked me like I was a candy cane.

“Aaron,” I moaned, and he might have said something in return, but with my next breath, I devoured his cock into my hungry mouth.

It had been a long time since I’d last had sex, and I wasn’t going to last very long. The feeling of Aaron’s tongue, the suction that man had—shit, I was screwed. No, I was going to make him come first.

His cock in my throat, I swallowed at the same time I took his balls in my hands and squeezed just right.

“Oh God, Daniel…I can’t…”

His chants turned to begging, and all that did was drive me more. He shouted as he exploded in my mouth, and I happily swallowed it.

I was so hard—two more seconds and I wouldn’t have been able to hold back.

With a growl, Aaron flipped his legs around and started feasting on my dick like a starving man. I arched off the bed and gripped his hair, holding him there as I shouted, my orgasm practically blinding me.

Every inch of my skin tingled, my heart was trying to find a normal rhythm, and my lungs were in serious need of air.

“Wow.” Aaron’s mouth was pressed against my thigh. Obviously, he was as affected as I was.

“Totally, wow.” I chuckled. “I’m totally getting condoms later.”

He lifted his head and met my eyes. “If you fuck as good as you suck, I’m gonna die…but I’ll die happy.”

I moved sluggishly, getting myself beside him, and he turned so we were face-to-face.

“No dying.”

His eyes drooped, and he would have fallen asleep if I hadn’t playfully twisted his nipple.

“Hey!”

“Shower. We still have things to do.”

“You said you told Hank we probably wouldn’t be there.”

I smiled and stood, offering my hand, which he took because it didn’t look like lifting his entire body by himself was happening.

“We’re not going to help Hank. We’re going to buy condoms, and get you some clothes of your own so you don’t have to keep stealing mine.”

“ Uhm . First of all, I don’t think it’s called stealing if you’re the one putting them on my bed. Two, I have clothes in my car; I don’t need more. And three, you’re not paying for a new wardrobe for me.”

I dragged him into my en suite. “Your car hasn’t been towed yet, so we can’t go pick up your stuff, and if it’ll make you feel better I will let you pay me back.”

I turned on the shower, and steam immediately filled the space.

“Pay you back?”

“Yeah, you’re working to put the festival together, and I’m paying you. If it’ll make you feel better, you can give me the money back.”

He blinked a few times and nodded. “Okay, that’s fair. I want receipts.”

“Of course.” I opened the glass door and motioned for him to enter. “Let’s clean up and do what we have to, so we can come home and make use of those condoms.”

He laughed as he entered the large stall. “You’re insatiable.”

“I am.” I pressed my body against his, and the water cascaded over us. “It’s been a very long time since I’ve had sex. I fear you’ve unleashed a beast.”

He grinned and turned in my arms. “It’s been forever for me. Years…well, maybe a year. I don’t know but it wasn’t memorable, not like this.”

His skin was slippery under the water, and I reached down to cup his ass. “I’ll give you so many memories.”

Our shower took a lot longer than I’d intended. A make-out session followed by hand jobs, and then the need to wash each other—it was about two hours later by the time we made it to my car.

“What if someone asks why we’re out and not helping with the festival?” Aaron voiced as I pulled into the pharmacy.

“You can stay in the car for this. I’ll run in but if they question it, we tell them we’ll be returning tomorrow to help, that it was strenuous and we needed a break. But no one will ask.”

I didn’t let him respond. I rushed into the store, grabbed the condoms, and chose to use self-checkout. While I didn’t think anyone would inquire about why we weren’t helping with the festival, they would notice the condoms and word would get out. Then it would turn into who I was sleeping with and the fact that Aaron was at my house…yeah. This was one of the times I was happy there was self-checkout.

After I paid, I spun on my heel and came face-to-face with Hannah Higgins. She was a kindergarten teacher, and we’d gone to school together.

“Hey, Daniel.”

“Hannah, how are you?”

“Good. Did you fare well with the storm?”

“Yes, you?” I desperately wanted to return to Aaron but also not be rude.

“Oh yeah, didn’t even need the generator. Say, did you hear?”

I chuckled. “Hear what? There are always things buzzing around town.”

“Right, well, The Hook’s Traveling Book Nook will be at the festival this year.”

That was surprising. “Seriously? They usually come in the summer.”

Hannah shrugged. “Cybil and Jane called in this morning and let us know so we could clear them a spot.”

I tucked the bag with the condoms under my arm and beamed. “That’s amazing news.”

“It is. Okay, I gotta get George antibiotics, he’s got a bad cough.”

“Take care, Hannah, and tell George I hope he feels better.”

I walked out of the store and saw Aaron’s face through the windshield and realized how much I loved knowing he was there. In my car, in my home, in my town.

“Everything okay?” he asked as I got in.

“Everything’s perfect.”

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