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There was no reason to speculate right then. Once I had my answers, then I figure out what to do. I just needed to give it all a little more time.Chapter Eleven - ReaganIt had been a crazy couple of days. I managed to keep most of the details about the past week from Marnie. I couldn’t avoid telling her how the night at the club went since I’d already started that tale, but everything else I basically kept to myself. I was still working through it all in my mind. Bobby has asked a few questions about my friend who bought him the pancakes, but nothing too serious.
“Sleep well, baby. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I kissed him on the nose, and Bobby wrinkled it up before turning over in his bed to go to sleep. I got up and left him to his dreams.
Whenever I found myself alone, that when it was hardest to keep back thoughts of Aiden. Patients at the clinic and Bobby were great ways to keep my mind occupied. I spent as much time as I could busying myself, but there always came a moment when I had to leave work or put my son to bed.
Aiden still had that way of taking over my every waking thought. When we dated, I was consumed by our relationship. He was the only boy I ever loved.
“Oh boy, Reagan.”
I ran my hand down my face. It had been a long day, and a bath was exactly what I needed. I set out pajamas for me to wear after my bath. My bones were aching, and some steamy water would do the trick. Nursing was a lot of work, but I loved it.
I ran the water, getting it to the perfect temperature. Quickly, I undressed and slid myself into the bath. It felt so nice being surrounded by warm water. I made it into a bubble bath, so the suds had gotten up to my breasts and shoulders. Being along with my thoughts in the bathroom didn’t help because Aiden came creeping right back into my mind.
It had been a nice trip down memory lane these past few days. Yeah, the end of the relationship wasn’t pleasant, but Aiden and I had so many good times. He always knew how to make anything fun as long as we were together.
And then there was the sex. God, it was explosive. That night at the club was just a sliver of the passion we shared. Aiden would tie me up and take me almost every day. He learned so many new knots when we were together. He loved to show them off, trying a new one every time.
“Oh, Aiden,” I whispered to myself, running my hands over my suds covered body.
Another thing he loved was making me beg. One time, he tied me to my bed and kept getting super close to me but refused to touch me until he was satisfied with my pleas. It was the kind of torture he was fond of. I was a fan of it myself, not going to lie.
I was running my fingers over my collarbone. Aiden knew how to move between a delicate and rougher touch. My hands descended down my body. A rule of mine had been to never do this, touch myself while I thought about my ex-boyfriend, but it had been a weird couple of days.
I kind of wished Aiden was with me right then. Not necessarily because I wanted to be in a relationship again, I wasn’t even letting my thoughts get that far. Maybe it was one of those ‘one last times’ type deals. I wanted Aiden to tie me up and make me beg for him. I wanted him on top of me and inside of me, and that desire was making my head hurt.
My pussy throbbed with these thoughts flying through my head. I slid a finger inside myself, wanting to relieve the pressure. It felt so good thinking about Aiden touching me while I touched myself. The only better feeling would be if he was here in person, but I could take the second-best option for now.
I grabbed my breast with my other hand, massaging it while I moved my hand back and forth. Aiden used to throw me over his knee and spank me as part of our foreplay. He would call me a naughty girl and remind me that my ass was his. He would say all the things he could to set me on fire.
I kept going, adding another finger inside my pussy and then another. The water was sloshing around as I did my best to keep my entire body from slipping underneath the bubbles. With my thumb, I traced my clit, feeling the tight bud tense as my core clamped down.
