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CHAPTER12
Truths & Trust~Aiden
I was onlyworried about getting to the root of her dampened demeanor and comforting her. Every second that passed with my tongue down her throat sent my body into a charge. I pressed harder against her, pressing my raging cock into her stomach. She gasped once I broke our tether, and her eyes softened as she met my gaze. I grabbed her hand and slid the keycard over the reader. Once the door clicked, I pushed it open with my hip and dragged her inside. She resisted, and that was my cue to pin her against the wall with my pelvis. Her features changed like the seasons, once eyes so bright, now fogged with anger.
I couldn’t help the smirk that spread across my face when she leaned into me, a sad attempt at trying to free herself from my hold. I took a step back, but my actions were swift, and before she had a chance to escape, I picked her up and forced my way between her legs. Her eyes widened, and she looked down, surprised that her legs were dangling in the air around my hips. The moment I saw her at the coffeehouse I knew I wanted her, but once she stepped foot in my office, there was no denying our attraction, even if our minds fought the desire early on. Ollie and I were two peas in a pod. She was made for me.
“Who…” Her words trailed off before she finished the sentence, and I pressed my forehead to hers.
I traced a thumb under her eye, stopping the fallen tear before it dripped down her cheek. “Whose who?”
She cut her glare past my shoulder, and I gave her ass a gentle squeeze to return her attention.
“Jenny.” Her words came out shaky, and another roll of tears spilled over her lashes.
I blew out my cheeks and lifted my head to the ceiling in relief. Jogging my memory, I recalled the text message I got from my daughter earlier this morning, but I hadn’t had time to reply.
I took her face in my palms and leaned into her. “Jenny is my 19-year-old daughter.”
Her mouth fell open, and she drew her head back. “You have a daughter?” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth before letting it slowly slip back out. “Do you have a wife too?” Her eyes narrowed.
I ran the bridge of my nose across her cheek and planted a kiss. “No, but I’ll have one soon.”
She didn’t make light of my joke and rolled her big, beautiful chocolate eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a daughter?”
“You never asked.” I brushed a loose strand of hair from her face and traced my knuckle across her cheek. “I’m sorry, baby girl. I got a divorce six years ago. I was in a loveless marriage, but I stayed because of Jenny. I haven’t been with anyone in over six years.”
She bit the inside of her cheek, and I waited for her to collect her thoughts. She didn’t need to tell me how she felt. I could see it clear as day in her eyes, and removing any doubts she harbored was my main priority.
“Oh, sorry, I freaked out. I just…”
I placed my finger on her lips and locked her gaze. “If someone had told me that the day Olivia Mason walked into my office was the day I would be given another opportunity to love, I would have laughed them off, but I’m in this for the long haul.”
“But you just met me. How can I be all these things to you?”
“Because I’ve been in love before, and I know exactly what it feels like.” I tucked my hands under her ass and walked toward the bedroom. “Now let daddy show you just how much he fucking loves you.”
I dropped her down near the bed and let her watch me undress as I tore off every single piece of clothing like my life depended on it. I climbed onto the bed, leaned back into the soft pillows, and palmed my cock. Witnessing her hold on to her composure was the cutest thing.
I let out a low moan and thrust my hips. “Daddy’s waiting.”
She peeled at her clothes until she was down to her pink bra and panties. My cock ached for her. It ached to feel her warmth. Slipping off her undergarments, she stood nude on the side of the bed with her arms placed in front of her soft belly.
I crooked a finger in my direction. “Be a good girl.”
The bed dipped as she placed one knee on the soft comforter, and then she stilled her movements. “Um, I’m….”
“I want you. All 220 pounds of you. Now sit on my fucking dick.”
I took the liberty of memorizing her weight from her driver's license because I wanted to remind her on a daily basis that she was perfect in my eyes, no matter how much she weighs. Precum dripped down my shaft, and I palmed my throbbing cock one more time before she aligned her slit with the swollen bulb of my flesh.
“Sit.” With my words clipped, I made sure she understood it was a demand and not a suggestion.
When the tip met her entrance, I growled and grabbed ahold of her waist. She slid down like molasses, slow and steady. Fuck me.
She shifted a little and then stopped.
