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“Thanks, Mike.” Taking Aiden’s arm, we walk to the elevator as I cuddle into him. He holds me tight as I yawn yet again. We take the elevator, the doors opening into his living room where I see the Mornington Vale city lights twinkling through the full-length windows. Kicking my shoes off, I rescue my feet from the blisters I know I’ll be feeling in the morning. Slowly, I walk over to the windows to take in the beautiful view.
“Come outside,” Aiden invites with a beaming smile. Stepping through the balcony door, I follow him outside. The view is indescribable. The city streets and the twinkling lights in the early morning air glisten brightly. As long as I live, I’ll never get used to looking at this beautiful view. With a few steps, I walk to the edge of the balcony and hold onto the rail. Aiden stands behind me, placing his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder as we gaze out at the city. I feel so comfortable with him—there’s no awkward tension or moments of silence that feel strained. We just fit, and even though I would love to keep this night going, I’m exhausted.
“I guess I’d better be getting home,” I whisper sullenly, disturbing the peace and quiet.
Aiden turns me around to face him. “We’ve already slept together… once.” He smirks but then turns serious. “Why not sleep here? I mean that… just sleep.” He chuckles. “If you stay over, then Mike can go to bed instead of driving you home.”
I can’t believe he’s pulled out the Mike sympathy card. I look at him and shake my head. How can I say no to that?
“Well played, Mr. O’Connell, well played.”
He laughs as I take his arm, and we walk inside. He pulls out his phone and sends a quick text to Mike, then moves over to the frosted glass doors leading to his bedroom and walks in with me on his arm. A wave of nervousness swarms my senses, my stomach tightens, and my breathing hitches. It hits me that I’m about to spend the night with Aiden in his bed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be good,” he declares with a grin.
I exhale and nod. “I don’t have anything to sleep in.”
His eyebrows raise infinitesimally, but I notice. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” He walks into his closet and fumbles around for a few moments, then comes back with a gray long-sleeve T-shirt. “Will this do?” he asks, holding it up to show me.
I nod. “Yeah, that’s fine,” I reply, taking the T-shirt from his outstretched hand. As I turn to walk away, he grabs my hand, pulling me back to him. I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, and his arms loop around my waist. We stare deeply into each other’s eyes, and I’m suddenly very awake.
My breathing hitches, and I feel those muscles in my core react, stabbing and clenching. I let the T-shirt fall to the floor as he leans in and kisses me. His tongue massages mine, making me want him in every way. This kiss is different from all the others. I’ve felt the wanting in his kisses before, but this is a need, a primal need in him to have me.
My hands scrunch in his hair, and I feel slightly dizzy as I get lost in him. We kiss enthusiastically. He pulls me closer to him as I feel his every muscle clench at my touch. Demanding and sensual, his kisses make me feel an intense surge of lust.
I lose my inhibitions and start to loosen his tie as his hands move up to either side of my face. The tie comes free, and I pull it off him frantically, his lips still locked with mine. I start to unbutton his shirt, one tiny frustrating button at a time, baring his chiseled stomach.
Aiden lets go of my face and slides his jacket off, followed by his shirt. He picks me up in one swift movement and carries me to the edge of the bed with our mouths still attacking each other’s.
Gently, he lowers me onto the duvet, letting our lips part for the briefest of moments as he climbs on top of me. His excruciatingly gorgeous muscles are bearing down on me with such a need that I can’t help but moan. My fingers dig into his back as he moves in kissing me so hungrily it takes my breath away. His hips push into mine, making me painfully aware of his rock-hard cock pressing into me. The ache between my legs is so powerful now that it’s becoming distracting. All I know is I’m wet and ready for him.
I want him.
His lips leave mine and make their way down my neck. Slowly and deliberately, he places kisses one by one, letting me catch my breath. My heart hammers in my chest as I try to slow my frantic breathing. My hands move along his back so I can feel every tight muscle.
“I thought you said just sleep,” I somehow murmur through my ragged breathing.
Aiden stops and moves his gaze to meet mine. “Do you want me to stop?”
I panic for a moment and pull his face to mine, kissing him with the same need he’s shown me to reassure him that I absolutely do not want him to stop.
I feel his smile as we kiss. He moves his arm underneath me and spins us over so I’m lying on top of him.
“Dress,” I murmur through the endless melding of our lips.
“It would look even better on the floor,” he quips. His hands move down my sides as he starts to ruffle the dress up over my hips to just under my breasts. I sit up, taking my lips from his for only a moment so he can pull the dress over my head. He moans at the sight, throwing the expensive dress on the floor. Our lips lock again, and I position myself straddling his hips, holding him down. I’m the one in control. Aiden moves his hand up my thigh teasingly, the other one in my hair. He pulls out the decorative comb and tosses it to the floor, then moves his arm around my back and gently pulls me under him, reversing our positions once again.
Slowly, tantalizingly slow, he pulls my legs up so they’re wrapped around his waist. He kisses me again powerfully, our tongues going rogue and finding each other. His hips start to move as do mine in motion with his.
“Pants,” I murmur, moving my hands down to unbuckle his belt.
My legs unravel as he raises his hips off mine, making the task easier to accomplish while I slowly release his zipper.
He stands, pushing his pants down his hips, past his knees, and eventually off at the ankles, leaving him dressed in only dark blue briefs. He’s incredibly sexy. Aiden’s hand skims across the waistband of my panties, and I’m practically panting with want. His fingers move slowly between my legs gently rubbing, his lips still kissing me. My need is becoming unbearable. I arch my back at his touch. Slowly, he eases his hand down the front of my panties and pulls them down my body.
I gasp, gripping tightly on the bedsheets.
His index finger finds its way and rotates on my clit, slowly rubbing, gradually picking up speed. My breathing quickens as I moan with pleasure. He kisses me softly, moving his two fingers and easing them inside me.
