Who was I to argue? I slid my panties down and hung them on his doorknob. It was time for Hilary the Hussy to come out to play. I slid into his made bed, his soft sheets cool on my skin. I was on fire for him and the wait was agony. I didn’t measure the time. I only gauged the pain from the loss of him. Closing my eyes, I briefly imagined the thickness in his pants sliding into me. When I opened them, Jayden was at the foot of the bed slowly pulling the sheet away from me to uncover my body. I resisted the urge to cover myself as his eyes took me in. Once the sheet was at my feet then drifted to the floor, he lifted his shirt over his head as greedy eyes explored my naked form. I was peaking everywhere as he emptied his pockets, docking his iPod on the dresser next to him. Music filled the air as he lost his pants and then paused at his boxers.

“Spread your legs for me,” he whispered as it moved from his lips in a caress over my body. I let my legs fall open as he slid his boxers down, and I drank in his beauty from his Adam’s apple down his chiseled chest and beyond until it landed on his heavy cock. His kiss started at my ankle as he moved in a fluid motion, both hands staking claim on each of my legs in a gentle touch, molding and exploring as he slid to hover above me, his hands never stopping, sliding up my sides until he was cradling my face, his thumbs stroking my cheeks.

“Birth control?”

“For twelve years,” I said breathlessly as he reached into the drawer next to us, pulling out a condom, keeping one hand on my face, his thumb stroking so gently I turned my head to nip it with my teeth and tongue. I looked back to Jayden and shook my head as he began to tear the package. “Are you safe, Jayden?”

“Always,” he answered, puzzled.

“Nothing between us,” I said adamantly. He caught on quickly.

“Are you sure?” I took the condom from him and tossed it aside. “I want to feel you.”

His other hand came back to me as I felt the heat of him between my legs. He leaned in, kissing me so deeply that I melted into the bed cradling my body. His kiss was gentle at first, but quickly turned hungry. I played into it at his pace, tasting, sucking until I was a painful mess of pure need. He slid his hand between us and as soon as I felt his fingers, my body shot off the bed and I cried out to him.

He trailed his kiss from my mouth down to my neck as his fingers stretched me. His lips paused at the divot in my neck, which he filled with his tongue before giving his attention to my peaked nipples. He sucked greedily, his fingers thrusting hard into me as I begged for the rest of him. I grazed my nails along his muscled back and gripped his ass just as he positioned himself at my entrance. The second our eyes connected, he thrust inside me. Jayden’s body tensed as he looked down on me. My eyes rounded in shock at the small amount of discomfort from his size and my long stinted dry spell, which was drowned out quickly and replaced by the intensity of our connection. Jayden looked down at me, lips parted, his breathing labored. His body completely taut, he asked me if I was okay. In reply, I wrapped my legs around him, spreading wider so he could sink in the rest of the way. He immediately started moving as our mouths met in a kiss filled with everything we weren’t saying. Every inch of me was covered in Jayden. My body skyrocketed with each of his movements as I praised him with whispered, heated words and a returned kiss. I gripped him tightly to me as his body slid against mine in perfect rhythm, as if we had always been lovers. Worshipping Jayden with my body, my sex tightened as I exploded around him. Jayden paused only briefly when I came, kissing me soundly before burying his head in my neck and pushing so deep I was screaming his name.

“Fuck, yes, Hilary,” he gritted out as he pushed in even deeper, swiveling and tilting his hips so I felt every hard inch of him. I burst around him again, gripping the back of his head and pulling his hair tight. After a lengthy, tongue-filled, heated kiss, he pulled away, sliding his arms underneath my body and pulling me to sit on his lap. He was still for only a moment and I was so full of him I choked on a sob as I began to move my hips, as he did his beneath me. We were face to face as I bucked my hips and held him tightly to me as the feeling in my chest took over.

“Jayden,” I cried, feeling everything from elation to fear to hope to love. He locked eyes with me and whispered, “I’m right here, baby, let go.”

I looked him right in the eyes and countered, “I will if you will.” He saw my vulnerability then and made a promise. “I already have.” I nodded as he took my mouth again and I fell freely into a feeling of complete and total bliss, giving him everything. He took it and with one last thrust he moaned and grunted out his release, gripping my head and catching my eyes to make sure I saw his were vulnerable as well.

After we’d cleaned up with a quick shower, we lay silent, side by side, wordless, and stroking each other. I explored his chest as he plucked my damp hair away from my face, moving it away in a tender gesture. I was close to drifting off when he finally spoke.

“I want this to work, so I need to be honest with you.”

I froze my wandering hand and tucked it underneath my chin in silent urging for him to go on.

“I’ve always been the reason my relationships never worked. When I told you I have a tendency to be an asshole, it’s more than that, really.”

“How so?”

“Fuck, I hate this,” he groaned, anxiety clear in his features. I leaned in and kissed his lips until I felt him relax a little. He let out a long breath. “I have ADHD.”

“Okay,” I said, expecting more. “And that’s why you’re an asshole?” I was utterly confused. I knew plenty of people with ADHD. I didn’t understand the big deal.

He shook his head as if I hadn’t heard him. “It can be really hard on the women I date.”

And that was the moment I should have really listened to Jayden. Instead, I became distracted by his naked body.

“I can take you,” I said with a smile. He smiled back with a dazzling grin. “I hope so.”

“Jayden, tons of people have ADHD,” I said, leaning in to kiss the chest I had been coveting. I felt his breath come out into my hair as my lips drifted over his pecs, down his torso to the rapidly growing muscle between his legs.

“I just don’t want to screw this up,” he whispered as I stroked him beneath the sheet and he cupped my face, forcing me to look up at him. “I feel for you.” I let his words hit me and basked in them as I slid my body further down the bed.

“I’m about to make you feel a whole lot more.” I smiled before swallowing his thick length and hearing his appreciative moan. I relished in the feel of him, in his gentle hands as they massaged my back while I took him into my mouth, savoring his every whisper of appreciation as his touch spurred me on. When he lifted me from my happy chore, I stared up at him in question.

“I love what you are doing, but I need to feel you again,” he said, pulling me to his chest so I was lying on top of him. He kissed me deeply as his thick tip nudged my entrance. I attempted to lift my body but he protested, shifting me so I was half on, half off him. He looked down at me as he pushed inside. My eyes fluttered shut and I whispered his name like a prayer as he slowly pumped himself into me. The delicious friction had me on edge within minutes as he stared down at me.

“Feels so good,” I said as our heated gaze remained locked and the electric connection buzzed between us. It was undeniable and I wanted so much to express more about the way he made me feel, but knew it was way too soon. Jayden stilled me as I tried to move my hips to meet his thrusts and pulled my hair in his fist so my neck was exposed. He latched onto my throat, still filling me to the brink. I fought my release, intent on coming with him. He pulled away and began to push harder, deeper, as my moans matched his efforts.