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“I have a you kink,” he said, surprising her yet again with his bluntness. There was no vagueness with him. No games to be played. Just a straightforward desire that had Janae clenching with how much she wanted him. She shifted up to straddle his thighs. The position wasn’t the easiest, given her overalls. She desperately wanted to feel him pressed harder against her, but she also didn’t want to move. Aiden solved part of that by sitting up until his back was on the couch cushions.

“How far do you want to take this?” he asked, brown eyes dark with passion. Janae could see he was serious and shuddered when her own body pulsed with arousal. “We can just ki—”

“Fuck me.”

Aiden’s eyes widened.

“Jesus. I did not mean to be that blunt.”

“Is it bad that I get hard whenever I hear you curse? It’s becoming a real problem,” Aiden said softly. In the next moment, Janae yelped as she was lifted off the couch.

“Give a girl a little warning,” she said, wrapping her arms and legs around Aiden.

He raised an eyebrow before he turned to walk toward the hallway leading to their bedrooms. “I’m going to get you out of your clothes, into bed, and then fuck you until all I hear is you telling me not to stop before you come. Is that enough warning for you?” Hearing such filth from him had her squeezing him with her thighs. Aiden’s eyes narrowed as a hand went under her ass to keep her propped up. “If you keep responding to me like that, we might not make it to your room.”

She paused for a moment before she decided she’d paused enough. Janae slid her hands into his hair and brought his lips back down to hers, not bothering to hold back. She lost herself in the silky feel of Aiden’s mouth as she drank from him, determined to never forget how his groans tasted. When he sat on the bed, mirroring the position from the couch before, she decided she was done being passive. Before he could move again, Janae shifted back to stand. She held out a hand, stopping him when he leaned forward.

“What are you doing?”

Janae smirked before letting her actions speak. She unclipped her overall straps, the material easily sliding to the floor, showcasing a thong underneath. Aiden’s gaze drifted down and his eyes widened.

“You’re telling me that whole time you were only wearing that strip of fabric underneath?”

She nodded. “I’m not a fan of wearing a lot of clothing in the house. The only reason I have is because you’re here.”

He looked up. “You do not need to do that for my sake.” When he reached for her, she quickly slipped her fingers under the fabric and slid them down her legs. She pulled off her shirt next, leaving herself bare.

“And no bra?” he wheezed out. “I’ll never be able to watch you painting without getting turned on again.”

That startled a laugh out of her before she reached for him, helping slide his shirt off. She had admired his chest before, but now while almost dripping with her own arousal, she was seeing it in a new way. Aiden had a smattering of hair on his chest and a few freckles that she leaned in to quickly taste. She traced his tattoo, her fingers drifting over his left arm as it wound up his bicep before stopping at his shoulder.

“God, come here,” he croaked out as he tried to pull her back into his lap. She shook her head before gesturing at his pants.

“Get those off.”

“Gladly,” he said, standing quickly and dropping the jeans hard enough that they thumped against the floor. If she wasn’t so turned on, she would be highly amused at how quickly he followed directions when prompted. She wondered how deep that ran. “Now will you please—”

She cut off his words by reaching out to wrap her hand around his dick. He was hard, pointing toward her like a divining rod. Her mouth watered as she wondered just how heavy he’d be on her tongue. She wanted to find out, but she wanted him inside her even more. Maybe it was because it had been so long, but she almost couldn’t imagine how it would feel being spread open until their hips met. Normally she wasn’t overly concerned about sex, but she had a feeling once she had it, she wouldn’t be able to get enough.

“Fuck,” Aiden groaned, drawing her attention again. “Please tell me you have a condom?”

Her mind blanked as she looked over at her drawer. “Oh . . . no, I don’t.” Damn it. She hadn’t had use for any and hadn’t bought some in a while. Aiden leaned down to move her hand away but kissed her.

“It’s okay, I have some in my room. Just lie back and get comfortable. I’ll be right back.”

Janae nodded and watched Aiden walk out of the room. Before she could let her nerves get the best of her, she lay on her back, propping herself up a little on her pillows. Her inner thighs were tacky with sweat and slick, and she slowly slid a finger over her pussy lips, marveling at just how wet she was.

“Now that is a fucking sight to see,” Aiden said from the doorway. His eyes were half-lidded as he watched her. His dick was in one hand, and he had a condom wrapper in the other. He licked his lips as he walked back to the bed and looked down at her. His chest rose and fell quickly with each breath. Janae reached for him, pulling him over her. “Would it be offensive of me to say I want to bury my face between your thighs?”

Janae bit her lip as a syrupy pulse of arousal flowed from her cunt upward. “Not at all.” She stopped him when he shifted down. “But not right now. Right now, I want that inside me.”

“Fuck,” he said, shaking his head. “I normally like to have a good meal before the main event, but I’ve been hard for hours, so I will absolutely make it up to you.”

Janae watched him open the wrapper and slide the condom down his dick. The skin was darker than the rest of him and the head was shiny with precum. She parted her thighs more, reaching down to grip him softly and guide him exactly where she ached. The first push had her eyes fluttering shut as her lips parted on a moan. Aiden was the right thickness, and when he slid in, he scratched an itch she hadn’t realized she had. When he bottomed out, they both moaned.

“More,” Janae panted out as she wrapped her legs around him and drew him in.

“So fucking demanding,” Aiden hissed out. When he lifted his head, his eyes were bright with heat and when he pulled back just to thrust forward, his mouth dropped open. “You feel perfect.”