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His quick grin surprises me. “It’s circumstantial.”
“Bullshit.” When I look at him, I can see that he’s giving me the option. There’s no rush. No pressure. He’s letting me know that this is absolutely up to me.
“If you go down this path…”
He doesn’t need to finish his sentence. It’ll be dangerous. I know that. It will be life-altering. How could it not? And still… “If there are others…”
He nods slowly. “I’m not in the EIS, but I can definitely find out more, see where they are with the case against Sascha. We work with them a lot.”
“EIS?”
“Exploitation and Investigative Section. Trafficking, prostitution, kiddie porn. They deal with it all.”
“Aiden…”
“I don’t know,” he answers my unspoken question. “Operations like Toni’s aren’t their focus. You girls aren’t really exploited or forced to do anything.” His eyes are far away just then. “But I can’t promise that going forward won’t bring some heat, especially if Antoinette knows more about Sascha. You should take some time to think about it.”
Deep nausea settles in the pit of my stomach. “Can you give me a few days?”
“Catherine, I’m not doing anything unless you decide you want to. And when—if—you do, I’ll be with you one hundred percent of the way. This won’t just affect your life. It’ll affect the girls’ lives too.” He entwines our fingers. “It’s okay to be too scared to go there. It’s notyourresponsibility to bring down a sex trafficking empire.”
Slowly, the nausea starts to ebb. He’s not right this one time. As a survivor, I feel that I have some responsibility to help those girls. And, yet his words do settle me. “How do you always know what to say?”
It’s a rhetorical question, and I can’t help but chuckle when Aiden takes it literally. “I don’t,” he replies. “Up until you, I think I just didn’t care enough to put myself on the line.”
His words bloom deep within me and spread, leaving me feeling warm and safe. It’s new, this deep caring that I am finding within myself. It’s different. And I can’t leave it unexplored because, even though I’m shit-scared of what happens next, I am more so of what happens if I don’t take that step.
Placing one hand on Aiden’s chest, I give him a slight nudge. He barely moves. Just quirks one eyebrow at me in question.
“Lie back.”
“You don’t have to-”
“Don’t make me seduce you,” I tease. “Because you know I will.”
I nudge him again, and, this time, he eases back on the bed and tucks one arm behind his head, watching me through heavy-lidded eyes. I straddle him, bringing my naked center over the thick ridge of him beneath his boxers.
Both of his hands move to my thighs and run up and down the sensitive skin there, teasing.Soothing, still. With no thought of modesty, I pull his dress shirt off so that I am completely naked on top of him.
The sound he makes deep in the back of his throat is like oxygen to the fire within me. It flares my blazing need.
His big palms find my breasts, covering them with firm squeezes and softer strokes over my sensitized nipples. When his thumbs rub back and forth over the small peaks, I arch into his touch and let my head fall back, overcome by the erotic friction.
“Cat.” His voice is tight, barely controlled. “The sight of you on top of me…”
I want him to finish the thought, but my greedy body has other plans, and, almost devoid from thought, my hips start grinding over him, each small slide over his erection driving our combined need until the heady warmth of it seems to fill the room.
I place my hands over his on my breasts and press, urging him not to stop. And he doesn’t. Leaving his right hand at my chest, he rears up and sucks my left nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue around the pebbled peak. His height makes the angle awkward for him, so I arch my back, pressing myself more firmly up into his seeking mouth.
Taking his hand, I guide his fingers to my aching pussy. “Are you just going to let me dry hump you? Orare you going to fuck me?” I don’t mean to sound crass. But Ineedthis. The empty ache consumes me, needing to be filled.
When he draws back, hesitating, I don’t wonder why. I don’t beg him. I slide down his legs, locking them in place with my own, one on either side of him, until I’m hovering below his knees.
Aiden reaches out one hand for me, but I lever back out of his grasp, teasing him. “I gave you your chance, Lieutenant,” I tease. Undoing the single button on his boxers, I open them, freeing him to my gaze for the first time. He’s big and thick, but not unusually so. He’s perfectly sized for me.
Taking his iron shaft in my hand, I give him one single stroke, from tip to root, my hand pausing at the base of his penis so that I can look at him and gauge his response.
His hands, deprived of me, have found his own hair. Both of them tangle there as he grips his roots against his driving lust. His eyes are open and wild, crazed with wantfor me. Although I know he’s trying to keep still, his hips twitch beneath my grip as if his body is already fighting the urge to thrust.
