Chapter 6 Salivating Request

Eva's POV

It's safe to say that everything nymphomaniacs have said about sex is true. I mean, I wouldn't be addicted to it the way they are but I get it. I really do.

After I'd dozed off, I felt something poking my entrance in the middle of the night. Aaron had woken up some time later and decided to go another round.

And who was I decline such salivating request?

While still feeling sleepy, I gladly lifted my ass off the bed to grant him full access. Aaron fucked me with no reservations.

His skill and enthusiasm rubbed off on me that into our fourth and fifth round, I was confident enough to get on top of him and bounce on his cock.

It was my favorite position. I could feel him not just around the slickness of my walls but up to the point of my stomach.

I'm sure if they were spectators around, they would have seen the bulge of his cock in my gliding through my abdomen.

It was around dawn we decided to rest. Luckily for me, it was also the moment Aaron fell into deep slumber after whispering sweet nothings in my ear after the cuddle.

The sweet nothings had creeped me out. Yes, I am aware of his reputation around school. This is Aaron we're talking about.

Aaron the ladies man. Aaron the star of the show. Aaron the trendsetter. I couldn't let those sweet nothings get to me. I've seen many girls hate themselves for falling for Aaron and I do not want to be a part of them.

So, right after he fell asleep, with the condom still on his cock, I slipped out of bed.

In a hurry, I showered, put on my clothes and zoomed out of that hotel.

When I got home, Juliet was still sleeping. Relieved, I went into my room as events of the last hours assaulted me from all angles.

I'd slept with Aaron Coleman, my mortal nemesis.

Aaron Coleman who's never gotten my name right since we were kids.

Aaron Coleman. The Aaron Coleman that every girls wants. Aaron has never chased any woman in his life.

They're always flocking to him like a murder of crows. He's never had to lift a finger to impress a woman. And in this moment, as I think of it, I realize I resented him for it.

If he's never gotten to chase a woman before then what he'd done to him last night is just a blip on his radar.

Aaron would wake up in the next hour and will not think of this experience. I'm just another girl to him.

Angry tears slip down my cheeks and I wipe at them harshly. Yes, I'd gone into this with an open mind. I knew who Aaron was before agreeing to it but now that it has happened, the reality of it is jarring.

I can't let it get to me. He'd been rough and also attentive. He'd been soft too and understanding. He didn't pressure me to do anything I didn't feel comfortable doing.

But most of all, he'd been dominant and fierce and that was my favorite thing. As a former virgin, I knew I'd be so lost if my first time was with a guy who didn't know how to dominate.

I'm glad it was Aaron, either way. Even if it hurts me to think of it.

Shaking my head, I take my phone out my bag and scroll to my contact list.

Aaron's name pops up at the top.

Not hesitating, I tap his details and go to the block feature. I do the same for his contacts on other apps.

Satisfied, I close my eyes and flop into my bed. Thankfully, Aaron doesn't know where I live.

He knows my old family house but we've moved out of there a long time ago.

I can't face him after what we'd done last night. I'm not stupid. I may not like him but our minds can turn non-issues into full blown issues.

Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I'm sure there's a thought that's warming up at the idea of Aaron being my first lay.

That thought is probably hoping that Aaron would start to find me attractive because he fucked me first before other men.

Too bad for that thought. I'm self-aware enough to kill it before it grows wings and heightens the situation.

I take off my bra and the night clothes I'd returned in, take another shower and change into my comfy Pjs.

A few minutes after I've gotten into my bed to pretend that the last twelve hours hadn't happened, the door to ny room flings open with a loud bang.

"And the whore finally returns!" She singsongs as she skips into my room like a naughty child on a mission.