Page 112 of Pretender

Fuck, I’m glad I waxed earlier this week.

After the third one, he makes a low bass sound of appreciation and kisses the front of my panties. He nibbles at me through the thin fabric, blowing a warm breath that sparks my embers into full flames, and my hips buck in response.

He moves up, exposing my stomach, kissing me, muttering something about softness. He opens another button and I’m painfully aware of his naked body above mine. His erection is right above where I want it the most. I stretch to reach it; it’s pulling me in.

“Patience, Linnea,” Aiden says and pins my arm above my head, his hand closed around my wrist, and a delightfully playful smirk on his face. “First, I need to undress you. Will you keep your hands off?” He hovers above me, eyes twinkling, and I push my head up and kiss his smiling mouth.

“Yes,” I breathe and bite my bottom lip to keep from grinning at him like a fool. I like this Aiden. He wants to take his time with me.

“Good. Three buttons to go.”

He lets go of my wrist and opens the last buttons with the most reverent expression. My breasts are snug in my white bra and I reach behind my back to open it. He slides the straps and my dress down my shoulders, brushing my arms all the way. I shimmy as he pulls the dress and bra away, dropping them onto the carpet.

I’m almost naked with Aiden.

My skin tingles with awareness as his gaze drags down my body. The clean cotton bedsheet is crisp against my back, and a slight breeze from the open window hits my skin and goosebumps erupt all over me. Aiden smooths a warm hand across my chest, over one shoulder, and down my arm.

“Mmm, you are sublime. Look at you.” He cups my breasts, just a handful in each, and I push my hips up from the bed, teasing his balls with the top of my thighs. He laughs, a low rumble, and bends down, sucking in a hard nipple.

“Oh,” I call out. The way he moves his tongue across it. A slight nibble. I never realised I liked that. “Aiden, please.”

“Mhmm,” he rumbles against my breast, and then kisses his way down again. “Last part.”

He pushes off from me, on his knees now, his hard cock glistening with pre-cum, his fantastic abs right there. He hooks his fingers into my underwear and pulls down. Again he’s doing it so fucking slowly, I’m about to scream.

I wriggle to make him hurry, and he chuckles, brushing his knuckles along the sides of my aching pussy on his way down, and pulls my underwear down my legs.

His eyes roam over my now fully naked body. The hunger in them is something I’ve never seen.

How does he make me so comfortable in my skin?

All the things I want to do to him, I might even do them. I want to play, and tease, make him come so hard he forgets his own name. This is a new side of me, and I like it.

The ravenous glint in his eyes makes me feel sexy and brave, so I open my legs for him to see me.

“Fucking hell, Linnea, you’re making it very difficult for me to take this slow.” His voice is lower than normal, as if he’s straining. His cock seems to agree with me, it’s rock solid.

“So don’t, please.” I laugh, wiggling my hips on the bed and Aiden puts a hand around his almost angry-looking erection.

“I want to savour it. You’re very special to me. We only get one first.”

He rubs his pre-cum across the head of his cock, giving his length a long slow stroke. His eyes are nearly black now.

“We’ll get lots of nexts.” It comes out breathy. I’m faint from watching him touch himself like that, all the blood is in my clit, waiting for him to touch me.

He grins back at me, that sudden, wide smile that bursts out of him, and my breath catches.

This man.

He’s mine?

Yes, he’s mine. And it makes my heart feel full. Full … and safe.

He leans down and smooths his hands up my legs, my thighs, my hips. He dips and kisses me, flicking his tongue through my slit with a groan, and I gasp, arching my back towards him.

“You don’t have to do that,” I squeak. “It’ll take too long.”

His gaze finds mine through his eyelashes, his eyes hazy. “Please let me. You taste fucking delicious. I want to stay here for days.”