Chapter 32

Aina I gasped softly as he lowered his head to capture my lips again, his body pressing firmly against mine. I could feel his manhood nudging at my center, separated only by the thin fabric of his boxers I had borrowed when the Luna joked that I should wear something underneath. Surprisingly, they fit me well—though the material was barely a barrier at all. His hand slid slowly down my thigh, drawing another sharp breath from me. When his fingers finally brushed my center, a moan slipped past my lips. “Wait, Osborne,” I whispered, already struggling to breathe as his touch grew bolder. “Don’t tell me to wait when you’re this wet,” he murmured against my mouth, his kisses leaving me weak. But we couldn’t keep going like this—not out here, in the open. My protest dissolved into a cry when his hand slipped past the boxers and found my clit. “Ah—” I gasped, clinging to him. “There,” I whispered against his lips as his fingers teased and stroked me, building a tension so sharp I thought I’d break apart. Just as I shuddered, releasing against his hand, my stomach betrayed me with a loud growl. Osborne froze instantly, pulling back to look at me. “I can’t believe you’re hungry right now,” he muttered, and the words made me burst into laughter. “I did tell you to wait,” I teased, still breathless. He chuckled and pressed one last kiss to my lips before withdrawing his hand. As we straightened, I caught the way he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. My cheeks burned at the sight—while I was starving for food, he was starving for me. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice rough. I fell into step beside him, still dazed. “What about that?” I asked, my eyes flicking down to the hard length straining against his pants. “That’s why you’d better eat quickly,” he replied with a sly smirk. “Otherwise, I might take you right on the dining table.” I giggled, my heart racing, as we walked back toward the house. And while we walked a little idea came to mind, I don't think I'll want to leave him like this, all hardened. I saw a dark corner of the building and looked over at it. Osborne did too. "Did you see something?" he asked and I shook my head with a sly smile. He paused a little, and then just like that, a knowing look appeared on his face that made mine hot. "Oh," he whispered, and before I could do anything, he held my hand and dragged me there. "You caused this, Aina. I was about to leave you be." He placed my back against the wall as our tongues clashed again. I didn’t care—I wanted him. My hand found his length through his pants and he grunted. "Ah, let it out," he said, his breath shaky. I unzipped his pants and his length sprang free, his mouth finding mine again in a hungrier kiss while I worked him up and down, gripping his length, his breathing frantic. "That's enough," he hissed, taking my hand off him before turning me around to face the wall. I planted my hands there, my breathing shaky, expecting him where I throbbed for release. With a single motion he pulled the boxers down from me while I clung to the wall. Then I felt it—his cock head pressing against my moist center, and a little moan came out of me. He breathed against the back of my ear as he called my name “Aina", and in a swift moment, he entered me. A gasp left my mouth that I immediately swallowed as he began to move. I couldn’t believe I was doing this outside, but as he thrust into me, my head snapped back. He raised one of my legs to give himself better access. His pace grew quicker, maybe the thrill of being outside overwhelmed him as much as it did me. I tried to hold back but couldn’t stop the little moans escaping me. Our skin slapping made even more noise. "Make it quick," I begged because my insides felt hot from pleasure, and he increased his pace, thrusting harder into me. The sensation built fast, and I felt my body at his peak and released again, my body shaking as I rode the thrill of it. He turned me around swiftly, claiming my mouth while his length poked me. "You're still hard?" I asked. He breathed heavily, then answered, "Go down." Immediately, I knew what he meant and dropped to my knees. His cock still hard, right in my face. I held it in my hand as I stroked it lightly, a precum darted out, my mouth already watering. I took him in and he gasped, holding my head as I worked him deeper, taking him to the back of my throat. I moved, sucking him, letting him mouth-fuck me until he let out a low growl, his seed spilling into my mouth. I didn’t stop until the last drip, and he half-screamed, "Fuck!" When I released him, I twirled my tongue on the tip, licking him one last time before getting up. His eyes were on me—I swear he couldn’t believe the pleasure I had just given him. The look on his face made me giggle, and he kissed me one last time, tasting himself in my mouth when he finally released me he spoke, "We smell of sex, Aina. I don’t think it would be best to go to the dining hall looking and smelling like this.” I nodded, cheeks burning, "Let’s go through the back door," he added. "Okay," I replied, pulling the boxers back on while he fixed his pants, he took a hold of my hand while he smiled at me. He led me through the back, and indeed, we reeked of sex. Even the few people we passed that greeted us had a sly smile on their faces and I couldn’t shake the feeling they knew what we’d done. Now I felt so embarrassed I could die. Why did I do that? But Osborne didn’t seem to mind at all. When we got into his room, he lifted me into his arms, and I couldn’t help but giggle. “What were you embarrassed about?” he teased. I smiled. “Who wouldn’t?” “Shameless me wouldn’t,” he replied, and I burst out laughing. As we washed ourselves, it felt like we were already a married couple. I wouldn’t trade this moment with Osborne for the world. I love him—I don’t even know when it started, but I do. He won’t be the only one fighting for me. I made a vow right then—I’ll fight for him too, for what we have, Bella or not. I’ll be the kind of girl who can stand beside him. If Osborne can be fearless like this, then so can I. Maybe he’s rubbing off on me… and honestly, I like it.