His black hair is messy and he's wearing only grey sweatpants. My breathing quickens and I turn towards him. I begin to slowly grind against him like I did at the club and he grabs my waist firmly as he gently begins to rock back and forth, hardening against me. The sexual tension between us is rising, at least it is to me and I want him. He has his large arm wrapped around me and his body heat is making me begin to sweat. The warm breath makes my body tingle and mixed with alcohol makes me want him closer to me. "Don't push it." He says as he laughs into my neck. "Thought you didn't want to be around me," I say with a sleepy voice. A warm body snuggles up to me and I look back to see Aiden's face smiling at me. I doze off into a light drunken sleep until I hear my door creak and my comforter move off of me. I close my door and strip my dress off so I'm only in my underwear and I throw on a big t-shirt before heading to bed. "Fine." I say as I turn on my heels and hesitantly head for my room. So, go to bed." His tone in serious as he gestures to the hallway, telling me what to do again. "What? You said it yourself, I don't own you. "Wait," I say as I approach him by the couch.
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