Page 149 of That Rush

“Then you spent the entire countdown teasing me,” he says.

“You looked like you could handle it.”

“I handled it.”

“Barely.”

Aiden pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth. He sucks them clean without looking away from me.

“Fuck, you taste good.”

Heat rushes across my skin.

“You’re staring,” he says.

“You’re licking me off your fingers in your family’s tack room.”

“And?”

“And I’m beginning to understand why people break rules.”

His mouth curves, but there’s nothing playful about the way he looks at me. “Take off your panties.”

I slide from the table, push them down my legs, and step free. When Aiden reaches for me, I put one hand against his chest.

“I want you bare.”

His entire body goes still. “You’re sure?”

“I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.”

His eyes darken as he loosens his belt and shoves his jeans low enough to free his cock. I wrap my hand around him, and his hips jerk into my grip.

“Easy,” I tell him. “I’m still giving the instructions.”

“You told me to make you say you’re mine.”

“I can do two things at once.”

“You’re about to prove it.”

I climb back onto the table and spread my thighs. Aiden steps between them, but when he reaches for me, I catch his wrist.

“No teasing. I want you inside me.”

He grips my thigh and guides himself to my entrance. The broad head of his cock presses against me, slick and hot, and the realization that there’s nothing between us sends a hard pulse through my stomach.

Aiden feels it too. His jaw tightens as he pushes inside me.

“Oh, fuck.”

The words come from both of us.

He fills me slowly, every thick inch dragging against me until my leg locks around his waist. When our bodies finally meet, Aiden stops and drops his forehead to mine.

“You feel different,” he says.

“So do you.”