Once Again, Like the First Time
Our first messages on JustMatureDating.com were like a gentle prelude—innocent words that, day by day, grew bolder. Before we even realized it, the tension between us had ignited into something so powerful that neither of us could hide our longing to meet any longer.
We arranged to meet at his apartment, where a warm atmosphere and soft lamplight awaited us. Aiden opened the door in a loose shirt, his smile instantly making my heart race faster.
- Chloe… you look breathtaking. - he whispered as I stepped closer.
- And you smell so intoxicating, I can barely keep my composure. - I replied with a faint smile, drawing nearer to him.
Before we could even sit down, his hands found my hips, pulling me against him. Our kiss began softly—a cautious exploration—but within seconds, it erupted into fire that spread through every nerve in my body. My fingers slid beneath his shirt, discovering the warmth of bare skin, while he crushed me tightly against him.
- I want you, Chloe… - he murmured into my ear, his breath sending electric shivers down my spine.
- I want you too… - I answered, feeling how each word stoked the growing fire between us.
My dress slowly pooled at our feet, revealing my body. Aiden gazed at me as if I were his most sacred treasure, and I felt every thought, every glance he gave me drenched in desire. He led me to the sofa, kissing my neck, my shoulders, my breasts—each touch made me melt further into his arms.
- Chloe… - he moaned as I pulled him even closer.
- More… - I whispered, guiding his hand to the places where pleasure burned brightest.
His mouth and hands were masterful—he knew exactly how to make my body ignite. Every brush, every gasp was a promise we couldn’t stop ourselves from fulfilling. When he finally entered me, he did so slowly, savoring every inch, as if rediscovering me for the very first time.
Our movements began slow, almost ritualistic—but with every passing moment, the intensity deepened. Our breaths intertwined; our bodies swayed in rhythm with rising passion. He whispered my name with every thrust, and I answered with moans that grew louder with each wave of ecstasy.
- Chloe… yes… - he groaned, holding me tighter, and I felt myself losing all control.
- Aiden… again… harder… - I begged, surrendering completely as he carried me through another crest of euphoria.
We lost ourselves entirely in that passion—there was no time, no world beyond us. When we finally collapsed beside each other, sweat-slicked but radiant, we stared into each other’s eyes in silence—the silence holding the full weight of that night.
- Chloe… that was… like the first time. - he whispered.
I smiled, snuggling into his chest.
- Again, Aiden… just like the first time.
And I knew—we wouldn’t end this night with just one time.