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Logan didn’t smile.
He turned to Amelia, who held up her hands and said,I’m gone,then made her way over to the girls.
Traitor.
“I’m serious, Aidan.”
“So am I.” Aidan smirked.
“Look, she’s Emma’s best friend. I may not know all your kinks, but I think we both know they won’t be the kind of thing Lily is looking for,” Logan ground out.
Aidan took another sip of the fruit bowl in a glass and grimaced. He placed it on the bar and casually slid his hands into his short’s pockets.
“Lily is a submissive. I’m exactly what she’s looking for,” he said quietly yet firmly, meeting Logan's stare head on. “If she says no, I will walk away. But until then, I’m pursuing her.”
Like a predator.
Logan cursed and said something about Emma going to kill him, but Aidan had already glanced away and had found his target.
Lily looked as if she were a deer in the headlights, unable to look away. His lips twitched and heat rushed through his body, straight to his cock. Then he watched as she nervously swallowed.
When her lips slightly parted, he felt a rumble start deep inside his chest. Aidan’s smile faded, and the energy flowing between them intensified.
Narrowing his eyes seductively, he ran them over her body and back up again. He would own every inch of her, fulfilling the promise he’d made to her three months ago.
He saw the moment she lost control.
Her mouth shuddered and the cocktail glass she was holding slipped through her fingers, smashing to the ground.
Everyone leaped back and Dufort employees quickly arrived and began sweeping the glass away.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” a few of the girls cried, grabbing Lily’s arm.
She never looked away from him.
Logan turned, still holding his bouquet-sized cocktail, and glared at him. “You will break her.”
Yes, but she will enjoy it.
“I’ll put her back together again before she returns home,” Aidan said, slapping his brother on the shoulder. “Now, if you will excuse me.”
Seeing Lily again had only increased his desire for her. He was going to enjoy watching her crumble to pieces in his hands.
Sweet Lily, your pussy tastes like peaches.
He knew that already.
But just to be sure, he was going to taste her again. This time with his tongue. While she was stretched out on his bed, tied to... well, he didn’t know what. Stupid hotel rooms made that type of thing difficult.
Maybe he would just bind her wrists.
Or push her down onto her elbows, spreading her wide, so he could help himself to her sweet, wet flesh.
Aidan walked over to the chaotic scene, moving in behind Lily. He leaned into her hair. “Little peach, did I scare you?”
She whipped around. “Aidan,”
Crunch.
