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AIDEN
She kissed me back, and all the blood flooded to my d**k. “s**t, Scarlett. I’m having certain urges, and I don’t know if I can control myself.”
She planted another kiss on my lips before saying, “Go ahead, lose control. Totally fine with it.”
I sat her on the mattress of her canopied bed that had a plethora of flower-printed pillows scattered like fallen leaves against the headboard, the sheets and blankets still shoved to the bottom of the bed. I grabbed her hands in mine and took a seat next to her. “We need to talk.”
“For real? The whole point of this is to give into our urges, not hold a lecture about them.”
She made me smile when I least expected it. “I’d like to see if you’d be open to something with me.” What was I doing? This conversation might ruin everything if it
