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He turned his head and kissed her stomach, a sweet, light press of his lips that was undoubtedly meant for the baby inside, but her mind imagined that same mouth a little lower, where she felt so swollen and achy—as if one gliding stroke would finally release that almost unbearable coil of lust winding tighter and tighter inside her. She moaned as he nuzzled her soft belly, and as if sensing her body’s rising need, he edged his fingers beneath the lowered waistband of her leggings in what felt like a deliberate tease along her mound.
“Aiden . . . ” Her voice was a breathy confusion of excitement and doubts.
He lifted his head and glanced up at her, meeting her gaze. His eyes were searing and hungry, with just enough caution to offer her an out if she wanted it. “Do you want me to stop?”
Because she knew the exquisite pleasure Aiden was capable of giving her with those talented fingers, and since her body was so on edge, refusing what he was offering didn’t seem like an option at all. “Please, don’t stop.”
Holding her gaze, he slid his hand into her leggings and panties, a wicked grin appearing on his lips as his fingers glided through her slick, wet heat and leisurely stroked along her pussy. She gripped the sheets beneath her as a shudder racked her body and her hips jerked up against his hand in a silent bid for a deeper penetration—which he denied her.
“You are so fucking wet already,” he said, breaking out the dirty talk that she loved so much while rubbing lightly over her clit with his thumb, the tips of his fingers barely pushing into her core. “Pull the straps of your bra down your arms so I can see your tits and suck on your nipples while I finger fuck you, nice and slow and deep.”
There was no holding back the whimper that fell from her lips. She was so turned on, so desperate for the orgasm glimmering just beyond her reach, she didn’t hesitate to do as he asked. She pushed the straps of her bra down her arms until her breasts were bared, and the satisfied groan that rolled up from his throat had her nipples puckering in anticipation of having his mouth on them.
She gasped as his fingers slid into her, slow and deep as he’d promised, at the same time his lips latched onto her breasts and sucked while his thumb massaged her sensitive clit. Sensory overload was immediate, like an electric jolt of pleasure through her entire body that lit her up like a firecracker. The feel of his wet mouth and soft tongue flicking against her rigid nipple, combined with the rhythmic thrust of his hand and the friction against that bundle of nerves had her crying out his name as her entire being splintered into a million tiny pieces of unending bliss.
When she finally floated back down to earth, she found him back on his side next to her, a satisfied grin on his smug face as he watched her recover. “Jesus, Daisy, that didn’t take much at all,” he said, and chuckled.
Her skin already felt flush, but warmed even more at his playful comment. “Umm, it’s been awhile, and everything seems . . . heightened.”
He moved off the bed and went to the dresser across the room. “Well, hopefully that should help you get a good night’s sleep.”
He walked back toward her holding a gray T-shirt, and her gaze was drawn to the long, thick shaft still outlining the front of his jeans. “What about you?” she asked.
“What about me?” he replied, making her sit up to remove her top and bra so he could then redress her in his soft cotton T-shirt to sleep in.
She removed her leggings and added them to the pile of clothes on the floor. “You’re still . . . hard.” Very hard.
He glanced down at the fly of his jeans, feigning shock at seeing his enormous erection. “Imagine that,” he scoffed humorously before glancing back at her with a dimpled grin. “Maybe that’s because I had the pleasure of making the beautiful woman in my bed scream my name as she came. It clearly made my dick very happy.”
She couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of her. “I can take care of that for you, you know,” she said, reaching out and tucking her fingers into the waistband of his pants.
He sucked in a breath, his gaze flaring with heat, but he gently grabbed her wrists and pinned them beside her head on the pillow as he leaned over her from the side of the bed. “Sweetheart, I didn’t make you come because I expected you to return the favor. I did it because I wanted to, and you obviously needed it. And honestly, it was so fucking hot watching you come that fast.”
He lowered his mouth to hers, giving her a soft kiss that was so tender and genuinely sweet it wreaked havoc with Daisy’s mind and heart before he lifted his head again and looked into her eyes.
“Now, here are the rules for the rest of the night,” he said, standing straight at the side of the bed. “You’re going to relax and let me take care of you, because it’s what I want and what you need. Got it?”
She nodded, because what was the point of arguing with such a determined man? “Got it.”
He smiled at her quick agreement. “Good.”
Seemingly satisfied with her acquiescence, he turned off the lights in the room, leaving just the TV on for now, and walked around to the other side of the bed while tugging off his T-shirt and tossing it onto a nearby chair. His jeans came off next, and once he was in just a pair of black boxer briefs, he settled onto the bed next to her and pulled her into his arms and against his chest.
She went way too willingly, and she reminded herself that this was all about the baby she was now carrying and not to get used to Aiden’s attention. Right now, they were trying to navigate this huge change in their lives that affected them both—in different and similar ways, and this was his way of coming to terms with the fact that he was soon going to be a dad.
Cuddling up against Aiden’s warm, solid chest with his arm around her certainly wasn’t a hardship. And with her body turned toward his, she told herself it was more comfortable with her arm draped across his waist and her legs intertwined with his, even if the position was undeniably intimate.
The volume on the TV was on low, and even though her body was sated from the orgasm Aiden had given her, it was more difficult to shut down her mind and the thoughts running through it. Like, what her mother was going to say when Daisy told her. And how the pregnancy might affect her job, not to mention having to figure out a way to juggle work and a baby once it was born—mostly on her own, because while she knew Aiden would help in whatever way he could, for the most part, the day-to-day responsibilities and raising of the child would be hers.
“What are you thinking, Daisy?” Aiden asked in a soft murmur, seemingly sensing that her brain was working overtime when she should be trying to sleep.
She replied honestly. “That I’m scared of all the changes ahead.”
The arm around Daisy held her a little tighter. “Me, too, sweetheart,” he said, stroking a hand over her hair. “But we’ll figure it out together. I promise.”
She believed him, because that’s the kind of man Aiden Stone was. Somehow, someway, they’d find a way to make this all work for the baby’s sake . . . even if it meant guarding her heart and emotions from the man who was now her baby daddy.
Chapter Nine
