Sophia Mahoney
The mattress shifts beneath her. His body, muscular and well-defined, somehow seems more prominent, broader than she remembers from before.
She gasps and scoots upward.
Kneeling over her trembling frame, he looks at her again, giving her the impression he's trying to read her like a book with some obscure language written inside of it.
Taking hold of her hips, he eases her back and shoulders against the mattress. The silky sheets feel cool and inviting to her flushed skin.
He slides up her body, leaving a hot trail of kisses on his journey. Once he's eyes level with her, he pins her to the bed under the weight of his frame.
The pressure and warmth of his frame produces an almost calming effect, one that brings back that Deja vu sensation once again.
"You can say stop at any time." Aden nuzzles her neck. "Tell me, do you want me to stop?" A serious expression covers his features.