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The conversations soon drifted onto the topic of Meg’s wedding and Imogen felt a twinge of disappointment and anger rush through her as she was in the same position as Meg six months ago, before her world came crashing down around her. She was genuinely happy for her cousin and she could see Neil was the right man for Meg but she couldn’t help the feeling of jealously whenever the topic of weddings came up. She was going have to get over it as she had the next seven months of wedding talk to get through.

  Chapter 4

  Imogen was meeting Meg and Neil for lunch at their favourite pub The Square in Headingley, but as she arrived and spotted them in the corner she was shocked to see Aaron with them. When they looked up and spotted her, she knew she couldn’t slip back out. Her body heated as she made her way over to their table as she could sense his eyes on her.

  “Hi,” she said to them all as she sat down in the empty seat and was grateful to see the wine glass filled with white wine sitting waiting for her. She took a sip as she looked at Meg who had the biggest smile on her face but Imogen just rolled her eyes at her not letting Meg get to her.

  But she couldn’t escape the feeling of Aaron sitting next to her looking rugged and big in his tight black t-shirt, that hugged his torso and jeans which showed off his thick thighs. She shivered as she remembered his naked body atop of hers and wanted to be back in that hotel room with him.

  She shook the feeling and images out of her head as she turned to Meg. “How did it go at the registry office?”

  “Good, got the notice of marriage registered and get the registrar booked for December. So it’s going ahead.” Meg smiled as she looked towards Neil, who gave a just as sloppy love look back.

  Imogen started to feel the usual jealously but it disappeared as it was replaced with heat as Aaron leant towards her, “It’s enough to make you sick watching them.”

  “Shhh, they are in love,” she replied looking at him fully and noticing the spark in his eyes as he smiled.

  He was too good looking for his own good. His looks were more in the rugged tough man look instead of the normal well groomed metrosexual men that seemed to be taking over.

  She knew how hard and muscular he was from the other night and she wanted to explore more of him.

  She smiled at him as she thought about having her wicked way with him again.

  “So what do you want for lunch?” Meg asked her bringing her mind back to the present.

  “Do you want to share the usual American Hot pizza.” Imogen replied.

  “Sure me and Neil will go and order.” They got up and left Imogen and Aaron alone.

  She felt nervous and turned on at the same time as she waited to see what he was going to say.

  Aaron could sense her anxiety and all he wanted to do was grab her up and kiss her senseless. When she walked through the door his cock hardened and he had to adjust himself to a more comfortable position. He certainly hadn’t had his fill of this woman and wanted her back in his bed. He knew she was worried about his reaction to her leaving straight away last week but relished the challenge of getting her back into bed.

  “You had a good week?” He asked her and saw the tension ease from her as she realised he wasn’t going to say anything to her about their night. He was just leading her into a false sense of security, he had full intentions to ask her about that night but didn’t want to do it in front of an audience. He could sense Neil and Meg watching them from the bar and he didn’t want to give them a show, as it was between him and Imogen.

  “Hectic, having to deal with moody teenagers and get them ready for their exams.”

  “That sounds like fun, I take it you are a teacher.”

  “Yes, an English one for my sins.”

  “Don’t you enjoy it?”

  “Sometimes but it’s a nightmare dealing with teenagers day in day out.”

  “So what would your prefer to do?” Aaron asked, but before Imogen could reply Neil and Meg came back to the table.

  “So what are guys talking about?” Meg asked eagerly.

  Aaron laughed as he watched Imogen wiggle her eyebrows at Meg, “Wouldn’t you like to know!”

  Him and Neil laughed as Meg pouted, “Yes I would.”

  “Not going to happen, Meggy.”

  Aaron was entertained by the interplay between Imogen and Meg, who were clearly the best of friends as well as cousins.

  It was going to be fun to spend more time with them over the next few months.

  As they ate their lunch they had an interesting conversation about the wedding and he could tell Imogen and Meg were winding Neil up over some of the ideas they were coming up with. It was amusing watching Neil getting scared as the talk progressed.

  When Meg and Imogen dissolved into laughter as Neil’s face paled at the last suggestion of 1800’s wedding theme and Aaron couldn’t stop his own laughter.

  Neil soon cottoned on what they were doing and joined in with the laughter and told them he would get his own back.

  “Oh shoot, we are going to be late!” Meg shot up and turned to Neil, “We need to get to your mothers.”

  “Oh shit, I forgot.” Neil replied as he got up and said his goodbyes to Imogen and Aaron.

  As they left Imogen realised she was left alone with Aaron and awareness of him made her body heat up again and tighten in need. She spent just the one time with him but it seemed to her body it wasn’t enough.

  “Have you got plans for the rest of the day?” She heard him ask.

  She took a sip of her wine before replying, “Nothing much apart from marking some papers. What about you?”

  “Well I have done the thing I needed to do today and got no other plans.”

  “What was that?” She asked intrigued.

  “Got a new tattoo on my arm which goes onto my chest.”

  “Wow,” Imogen exclaimed as Aaron lifted his t-shirt sleeve to reveal the new tattoo of a tribal design. “It still looks painful.” She resisted the urge to trail her finger over the pattern.

  “Nah, it’s alright, nothing I can’t handle. The one on my back was worse.”

  “You got one your back?” She asked realising she didn’t really see his body the week before when they were together. It made her want to rectify that straight away.

  Aaron smiled, “Yes, a big Chinese dragon covering most of my back.”

  “I want to see,” Imogen replied before thinking and blushed at Aaron.

  He moved closer to her and whispered, “Anytime you want, I will show you.”

  Imogen felt her pulse quicken and before she could engage her mind into thinking carefully, she muttered the words, “How about now?”

  She watched the desire come into his eyes and he stood up holding out his hand for her.

  She gulped as she placed her hand into his and stood up. A spark of heat swept through her body as she followed him out of the bar. He clasped her hand in his as he led them to the taxi rank.

  “Where are we going?” She asked over the thundering of her heart.

  “My place,” he replied as he pulled her into a taxi.

  As they sat in the back seat Aaron kept hold of Imogen’s hand gently sweeping his thumb over the back of it, which kept the tingles shooting up her arm and making her heat up in anticipation. They didn’t say anything, just sat there. Imogen took deep breaths to calm herself as the taxi drove through a estate before turning down a small cul-de-sac and stopping before a semi-detached house with a small front lawn and long gravel driveway down the right side of the house.

  It looked like a normal family home, certainly not somewhere Imogen imaged Aaron living at.

  She got out of the car and stood waiting as he paid for the taxi. She felt nervous and excited as what was going to happen. She knew she couldn’t run away scared again as he would certainly track her down.

  She felt his presence behind her, “You ready?”

  “Yes,” she followed him to the white front door. “How you live here, I imagined you in a flat in town.”
/>   “This is easier to get to the training ground and stadium from here and there is three of us living here, so it gives us more room.” Aaron explained as he opened the front door and led them into the house.

  Imogen didn’t get much of a chance to look around the hall or into the lounge as Aaron captured her and pressed her up against the wall and took her mouth. She didn’t have time to think as he took her hard and she loved it.

  She reached up and grasped his head and returned the kiss just as hard and passionate. Her legs were starting to feel like jelly and giving out as the kiss seemed to melt her body and all she could feel was the hard body pressed into her.

  Her heart sped up, her pussy dampened, her skin felt on fire and her mind was spinning and all from a kiss.

  She pulled away to get some much needed air to her lungs, but Aaron didn’t give up. He moved his attentions to her neck and his hands were slipping under her light blue tank top and slowing moving up her torso. The slowness of his hands slipping up her body made her ache for his touch and pant in anticipation. The need of release was already building in her body and they haven’t done anything get. She needed him and was going to take it.

  As he reached her aching breasts he stopped just below and skimmed his thumbs over her satin bra as he took back her mouth. She arched into him to get him to capture her breasts fully but continued to slowly sweep his hands along her rib cage and not moving any higher.

  It seemed he switched from the aggressor to the gentle lover in a space of a minute and it started to frustrate her.

  She been thinking about him all week and their one encounter and how hot it made her. Especially her dreams at night as they got hotter each night, where she woke up hot and bothered and on the brink of an orgasm and she had to pull out her reliable vibrator to help her over the edge.

  Well she didn’t need that now, she had the real thing in front of her.

  She clasped the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up to take it off him. He stepped away as he helped with it and she gasped as she looked at his muscular torso. She didn’t have enough of a look when they were together last week. She also had a proper look at his new tattoo which covered the top of his right arm and shoulder and coming down onto his chest. The swirling intricate design made her want to trace it with her fingers and tongue but it still looked red and sore. She gently touched the lowest point of the tattoo on his chest that rested just above his hard pec, “Does it hurt?”

  “It just throbs, but it won’t stop me.”

  She looked up at him and saw the desire and determination in his eyes. She licked her lips and pulled him down for another kiss which he responded by pushing off her cardigan and then reaching down to her bottom and pulling her up against him, so she could feel his rock hard erection. The connection sent her pussy tingling in need to have him inside her again. He started to pull her away from the wall and walking backwards towards the stairs. He pulled at her top and took it off her as they started up the stairs.

  “Won’t your housemates be back?”

  “Not until tomorrow night.” He replied with a sinful smile as he undone her bra and left it on the bannister. He looked down at her and she felt his heated gaze and her nipples hardened under his inspection. He took her hand and pulled her up the rest of the stairs before taking her mouth for another deep kiss at the top. As the kiss deepened Imogen un-zipped his jeans and reached inside to stroke his cock and it pulsed in her hand. He groaned as she continued to stroke him up and down.

  He broke the kiss as he grabbed her hand and held it with her other hand behind her as he used his free hand to unzip her jeans and push them and her knickers down her legs. He bent over and helped her stand out of them and looked at her naked body and found he hadn’t had his fill last week. He was determined to keep her all night this time and show her what she missed out last week.

  He loved her toned slim body which had the curves in all the right places. He was going to enjoy exploring her body thoroughly tonight.

  His arm was throbbing but it was worth it. He could deal with a little bit of pain especially if it meant he could have this woman back in his bed.

  He wanted her badly and when she took his cock in her hand he nearly came and he couldn’t have that. He needed to make her come a couple of times first before he did.

  The way she looked now with her chest arched out as he held her hands behind her made him want to sink deep inside her and release the tension that was building inside them both. He kissed her again and loved the feel of her responding and their tongues stroking each other.

  Using his free hand he stroked a single finger down from her collarbone, through the middle of her torso before dipping into her belly button and then continuing down to her hairless mound and slipping through her wet sensitive lips before reaching her hot centre and pressing in.

  He felt her clasp onto his finger as he thrust in and out making her whimper. He pulled away from her mouth and saw her trembling from his attentions. He released her hands and picked her up and walked to his bedroom. He climbed onto the bed and placed her underneath him.

  Imogen felt hot and achy as she laid there waiting for him to make the next move. She loved how he clasped her hands behind her. The loss of control made her hotter. She watched him ease his jeans down his thick strong thighs revealing his engorged long cock that bobbed as it was released from its confinement.

  Her mouth watered as she had the sudden urge to take him into her mouth. She licked her lips and heard him groan above her. She pushed herself to her knees and crawled over to him and grasped him with her hand and squeezed him hard and felt it pulse and stiffen harder. She bent her head over his cock and licked the length of him before sucking in the head into her mouth and tasted him. She didn’t get to taste much of him before he pulled her off.

  “You will need to stop, I am barely holding onto to my control as it is.”

  He bent down to kiss her while pushing her back onto the bed. He climbed over the top of her and she sighed at the contact of bare flesh touching. He leant on his elbows as he carried on kissing her slowly trying to gain back some self-control but Imogen didn’t want gentle and slow, she wanted it hard and fast. She arched her body into his and wrapped her arms around him while trying to make the kiss deeper.

  She moaned when he pulled away from the kiss and started making his way down her body. He captured her taut nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, making the heated coil inside her tighten. He used his hand to palm her other breast, using his finger and thumb to play with her nipple. The jolts of pleasure were adding to already built pleasurable tension in her body. She wouldn’t need much more before she went over the edge.

  She needed him inside her now, she couldn’t wait anymore. She pushed him away and rolled him over onto his back and climbed on top and claimed his mouth.

  She felt him stroke his hands up and down her back making her shiver.

  “Where are your condoms?” She asked aching to take him.

  “Top drawer.” He replied trying to sit up but she just pushed him back down and leant over to the bedside cabinet and grabbed a condom from the drawer. She ripped it open and placed the condom at the head of penis before slowly sliding it down. He gave out a groan when she reached his base and gave him a tight squeeze.

  She smiled down at him before raising above him and easing down on him. She moaned as he filled and stretched her. She had to stop when he was fully inside her to let herself adjust to him.

  He pulled her down for a kiss and the movement caused his cock to stroke her inside and the sparks nearly sent her over.

  As she kissed him and placed her hands on his hard chest she slid off him, but before she could return down he grabbed hold of her hips and thrust up. He continued to thrust in and out, taking the control away from her and it pushed her over as the orgasm ripped through her body. He didn’t let up as her body pulsed and convulsed around this cock.

  She came back to her senses and saw him smiling at her w
ith a smug look. She wanted to wipe that look of his face and make him lose control. She sat up and started to ride him fast causing the pressure to build back up inside her. His grip on her hips tightened as she rode him hard and fast. She felt him tense as the need built in both of them and he slipped his hand between them and stroked her clit making her scream out and lose her rhythm. Aaron took control back and flipped her onto her back and started to thrust in and out of her hard and fast. Imogen felt her body tightening and needed his touch again to push her over.

  “Please,” she begged as she grabbed his hand and tried to push it towards her pulsing clit. He complied and pressed against her nub which sent more sparks around her body. The pressure of his cock pounding in and out of her and his fingers rubbing her clit sent her over again. The sudden tightness of her pussy convulsing around his cock brought him over and he groaned as his release took over his body. He collapsed onto Imogen resting his head at her neck and trying to catch his breath.

  After a few minutes of trying to catch their breath and Imogen loving the weight of him on top of her, she wiggled and he rolled over. He pulled her with him and kept hold of her, not letting her leave again. Not that she had the need this time. She was enjoying just being in a man’s arms again. Plus she didn’t have the strength to leave.

  She felt incredibly sleepy as her body relaxed and satisfied after being thoroughly taken. It was the second time in a week that she had the best sex of her life. Aaron certainly showed her how crap her ex was in bed. She couldn’t remember him bringing her to orgasm ever, she always had to do it. For the first time in months she was happy that she wasn’t with the dick anymore. She smiled as she shifted position next to Aaron to get more comfortable. He pulled his arm around her tighter.

  “I’m not leaving, unless you want me to.”

  He rolled onto her and kissed her deeply before rolling back leaving her panting.

  “I don’t want you to go, I want round two in a while. Got to make up for you leaving last week.”

  Imogen covered her face with her hands and whispered, “Shit, I was hoping that you wouldn’t bring that up again.”