“Oh just fuck me and do it fast before she gets back,” I said impatiently, throwing my skirt over my head to reveal my naked body.
“Oh Aria,” he moaned and without another word pulled his pants down, revealing himself, hard as a rock. For a moment I was tempted to kneel down and take him down my throat, but time was ticking so I had to let him take charge.
“Fuck me,” I repeated in a coarse whisper and he needed no further begging. Grabbing me by my ass, he pulled me towards him, and to my utter confusion and delight lifted me off the floor.
“What are you doing?” I whispered between heavy breathing. To answer my question, he wrapped my legs around him and pushed me further into the wall before shoving himself deep inside. I grabbed his hair hard, biting the side of his shoulders so I couldn’t make any kind of a sound. That got increasingly difficult, however, when his thrusts got harder and more intense. I found myself moving with him, towards him, matching every push with an equally harder push, as my orgasm began to build up deep within me.
“Oh, Zayden,” I moaned, as his mouth somehow found my nipples in the midst of us being wrapped around each other. “Fuck me faster, I want more,” I said with whatever wisps of breath I could manage.
He complied, going deeper than he ever had before and then it was like an earthquake hit every inch of my body and it started shaking uncontrollably, pleasure rushing through my veins. I was ready to collapse as he erupted himself .
To my complete horror, there was a knock on the door.
My boyfriend was still inside me, his orgasmic groan still midway, as he wasn’t able to stop himself.
“Umm…I’m sorry. I heard you screaming and just wanted to check if you were okay. Oh God. I’ll see you …outside…later. Dessert is ready!” And then she walked away from the closed door, making me gasp in a completely different manner this time.
We both stood there breathing heavily for a while, ignoring the horrifying awkwardness that was now echoing from every corner of the bathroom. Neither of us spoke for a very long time. I wasn’t quite sure what the right thing to say was or how we were ever going to get out of the bathroom and face my mother again. Pulling myself out of Zayden’s clench, I sat down on the bathroom floor and covered my face with both my hands, sighing deeply.
By the time Zayden finally spoke, my wish that this whole thing be a bizarre dream felt to be coming true because he said, “Aria, please marry me.”
Surely, that couldn’t actually be happening, so this whole thing must have been a dream. Removing my hands from my face, I almost expected to be in my bedroom waking up amongst my pillows and laughing.
Nope, I was still in my mom’s bathroom. Zayden was still partially naked and he was looking at me with a gaze that I had never quite seen on his face before.
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, almost on the verge of nervous laughter.
“I said.” He walked further towards me and kneeled across from me so we were almost eye-to-eye. He took my hands in his, looked me straight in the eye and said once more, “Aria, please marry me. I love you.”