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I frown. “You know.”
“Typical Astor running his mouth about something he saw when high. Nash and I never had a threesome. Neither of us is the sharing type.”
“But Ronan said he saw you.”
“The fucker was so high that he got her hair colour wrong. Astor saw me fiddle with the ropes and he thought I was binding her when I was actually unbinding her and saving her from Nash’s crazy kink. See? I can be a gentleman when I want to ruin something.”
Aiden and Cole never had a threesome. I was being all green with jealousy over an imaginary person.
“Who was she, anyway?” I ask.
He smirks. “Nash’s damnation.”
Nash’s damnation.
Interesting. I wonder why Aiden worded it that way.
“Now,” his voice deepens with perverse lust. “Take the bra and skirt off.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Why both? I only asked one question.”
“Two, actually.” He grins with mischief. “You asked who’s the girl I had a threesome with and then even after confirming I didn’t fuck her, you still asked who is she.”
Damn it.
I should’ve known Aiden will set me a trap somewhere.
“A deal is a deal, sweetheart. Your curiosity is adorable.”
“Oh, shut up.” With a huff, I unclip my bra and let it fall to my side.
Aiden’s eyes feast on me like I’m his favourite meal, the one he’ll have before a death row.
I shimmy out of my skirt next and kneel naked in front of him.
For long seconds, Aiden just watches me. His brows draw together over darkened eyes as if he’s a predator sampling his prey.
“Hmm.” He reaches a finger and traces it over my hardened nipple. “Are you cold, sweetheart?”
Even if I were, his touch is making me all tingly and warm.
“No,” I say.
“Then I shouldn’t warm you up, huh?”
Ugh. Is there a way to take back my words?
“Aiden…”
“Hmm, sweetheart?” He twirls both my nipples between his fingers, twisting, and torturing them.
A zap of pleasure shoots to my core until I’m almost sure he can see my pussy glistening with arousal.
He pinches my nipple hard. I throw my head back in a whimper.
“I’m waiting.” His voi
ce turns husky with lust. “Was there something you wanted to say?”
