about settling down. My other brother is still playing the field.
They’ll think it’s weird that I want a serious relationship in my senior year, of all times.”
Serious relationship. I liked the sound of that. But I was still concerned about Aaron. “As long as you’re sure this is what you want.”
His gaze grew intense. “I’m not sure about many things in life but I am very sure about you.”
I nodded. That was enough for me.
It was dark when Aaron parked outside my dorm room. I wasn’t ready for the date to end but I was also scared of what might happen if it continued. I wasn’t sure if just inviting him up was being too forward and I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea. Why did dating have to be so confusing and complicated?
“My roommate is gone for the weekend,” I said finally.
Aaron raised an eyebrow. I froze. He smirked. “You don’t have to worry. We’re taking it slow and we don’t have to do anything until you’re 100 percent ready. I just love being with you.”
“Do you want to come up to my room?”
“I was waiting for you to ask.”
When Aaron looked around my room, he seemed struck by the immensity of my art book collection.
“You do have a lot of art books.”
I closed the distance between us. “Art is my passion.”
Aaron looked at me, his gaze intense. “I hope to become your second passion.”
I smiled. “Keep working on it.”
“I intend to try.” He leaned down and kissed me. Every time we kissed, my feelings for Aaron seemed to intensify tenfold.
Aaron ran his thumb down the side of my face and lingered around my chin. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
I shook my head.
“I didn’t think so.” He leaned down and put his lips on mine. I loved the way he tasted. So sweet. His lips were soft but he used them so skillfully. He parted my lips with his tongue then played inside my mouth. I started to feel light headed and jelly-legged.
When we stopped to take a breath, he said, “Maybe we should sit on your bed.”
I nodded. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could trust my legs.
Aaron took my hand in his and led me to the bed. He slid over to the top of the bed and pulled me with him. We were both lying on my bed sharing my pillow. “We’re not really sitting on the bed.”
“Do you mind?”
“No.”
“Good.”
He perched himself on one elbow and gazed down at me with such intensity, I almost couldn’t breathe.
He took his thumb and ran it over my bottom lip. “Do you have any idea how much I enjoy kissing these magnificent lips?”
I gulped.
Then he leaned down and did just that. His kisses were soft at first but then grew much more needy and full of desire. And my desire for him grew as well. I wanted Aaron to touch every part of my body, not just my lips and face and hands.
Aaron very slowly parted my legs and placed his hand between them, over my pants. I froze then swallowed. I think Aaron could sense my apprehension because he stopped and looked into my eyes.
“Just tell me if there’s anything you don’t want to do. I’ll stop.”
“I know.” I was afraid of intimacy with Aaron but at the same time I craved it.
He moved his hand up to my breast and carefully caressed it through my shirt. I let out a soft moan.
Then he moved to my other breast and gave it equal attention. He made his way down my chest, to my stomach and between my legs again. I could feel myself getting wet as he seemed to work magic down there. How was it possible to get so turned on and still be fully clothed?
Aaron then pushed my knees down and slid over so that his body was between my legs. He slid up until we were face to face and every inch of our fully clothed bodies was touching. Oh. My. God. I could feel Aaron’s erection pressed hard against my body. His desire for me sent a wave of shivers through me.
I imagined what it would be like if we were both sans clothing. For years, I had longed to experience all of those things I had read about in romance novels and saw in movies. Aaron was making all of my fantasies a reality.
Aaron’s eyes were searing with desire. “This isn’t really slow, is it?” he