Aidan: The Rescue (Indie Rebels Book 5)

by Miranda P. Charles

  Well, she was proud of herself for her determination to break another unwanted pattern with Aidan, right here, right now.

  Aidan shook his head. “Don’t know how to act sexy. That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard.”

  “No need to flatter me. I’m a sure thing.”

  “Trust me, you have sexy written all over you. You don’t need to act it. Like I said, you just are.”

  To Felicity’s horror, her eyes started to water. This man was saying and doing all the things no other guy had said and done. Pushing down on her emotions, she grinned at Aidan. “Thank you.”

  Aidan smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears. “How about we make up our own rules with this Jenga game?”

  She inhaled deeply. “How about we play it some other time?” Leaning towards him, she placed a soft, lingering kiss on his lips.

  “See?” Aidan said softly as he cupped the back of her neck. “You’re a natural flirt.”

  She giggled, then went back for another smooch.

  As Aidan’s tongue glided against hers, desire unfurled again in her belly. And when Aidan lightly nibbled on her lips, moisture rushed to her core.

  Passion she’d been repressing gushed through her, sweeping away her nerves. But the way they were sitting on the floor prevented her from pressing closer to Aidan. She tried to twist and hit her knee on the underside of the coffee table with a bang. Ow.

  Aidan pulled away abruptly. “You okay?”

  “Yes. Mind you, that’s not from nerves.”

  Aidan chuckled, shifting himself so she could stretch her legs—and lie on her back on the floor.

  Aidan loomed on top of her, gazing into her eyes with…she couldn’t put a finger on it. There was lust there, she could tell. But there was also gentleness? Fondness?

  Felicity felt her heart swell, and a little something inside her tried to resist. Before fear could take over again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him down towards her.

  Their kiss was instantly feverish. It didn’t take more than a few seconds before all thoughts flew out of Felicity’s mind except for her need for Aidan to…

  Scratch my itch.

  Laughter bubbled out of her at the thought.

  Aidan reared up, giving her a questioning look.

  She shook her head, but explained herself anyway. “Did you know what I said to Isla about wanting a hook-up with you?”

  “What?”

  She giggled. “I said I needed you to scratch my itch. I don’t know why I find that funny all of a sudden, but I do.” In truth, her sheer relief from being open to Aidan probably caused her ill-timed mirth.

  “Scratch your itch, hey?” Aidan said with a decidedly naughty grin. He ran his hand down the side of her body before cupping a breast.

  Her breath hitched. Why on earth had she decided to wear a bra?

  Aidan kneaded her breast as he placed kisses on her neck. “Your clothes are in the way,” he murmured.

  “Uh-huh. The zipper’s at the back.”

  Neither she nor Aidan made any move to get undressed, though. Instead, she felt Aidan’s hand sneak under her dress and up her thigh. She gasped as his fingers pushed aside the material of her underwear.

  “Ah, wet already,” Aidan groaned.

  A moan escaped Felicity’s lips as Aidan rubbed her nub. She tried to give Aidan more access, but her dress was too tight. Reluctantly, she pushed him gently and tried to sit up. “My clothes are in the way,” she whispered, using his words.

  Aidan stood and offered his hand to help her up to a standing position. Then, he immediately groped for the fastening of her dress.

  “You look so sexy in this,” Aidan whispered in her ear as he pulled the zipper down.

  She ran her palms down his chest, feeling the muscles underneath his shirt. “I’m glad you think so.”

  Aidan pushed her dress down her arms, and she shimmied out of it, then kicked off her heels. As Aidan gaped at her underwear-clad body, she grabbed the hem of his top and lifted it past his head. Then, she reached for his belt, her gaze fixed on the already-big bulge in his pants. She deliberately kept brushing it with her hand while she unbuckled him.

  “If that isn’t damned sexy,” Aidan said with a hiss.

  Felicity smiled, pleased with herself for her uncharacteristic boldness. While she was at it, she might as well divest him of his jeans. Aidan didn’t move while she slowly unzipped his denims and pulled them down his legs. But she noticed that his breathing had become more laboured as he took off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers. She placed her lips on his chest, wanting to know if his heart was beating as fast as hers.

  Oh, yes, it was.

  Aidan cupped her cheeks, tilting her head upwards so she was looking at his face.

  Her lungs filled completely. Aidan’s gaze bore into her with heat that reached her womanly core. When he dipped his head to capture her mouth, she moaned at the hunger his kiss conveyed.

  Suddenly, she was lifted up in his arms.

  “Can’t wait to scratch your itch,” Aidan whispered in her ear as they headed towards a door.

  “That’s the bathroom,” she said with a giggle.

  “Oh.” Aidan turned around towards the opposite door. Even though he had his arms full with her, he managed to open it without a problem.

  Felicity glanced at her bed, glad that she hadn’t forgotten to change the sheets to one of a deep purple from the previously pink-filled design.

  Aidan dropped her right on top of the covers.

  She let her eyes feast on his muscular torso as Aidan kneeled beside her, seeming to admire her body lying before him. Ah, she wanted to arch her back and spread her legs to entice him further, but that would be too wanton—and she was too shy.

  Go for it.

  Yeah, why not? She’d asked for this hook-up so she could do what she wanted, right?

  Biting her bottom lip, she bent a leg and moved it to the side.

  Aidan’s nostrils flared. “Now I know where to start.”

  She flushed. But as Aidan pulled her panties down her legs, then kissed his way up, her shyness flew out the window. She took her bra off and settled herself on the bed. She’d never been so turned on, and she couldn’t wait for Aidan’s mouth to reach its destination.

  Her wait wasn’t long. Aidan pushed her legs farther apart and dipped his head towards their apex.

  Felicity gasped out loud as Aidan started licking, lazily tracing his tongue around her labia.

  Oh, he was taking his time—continuing to avoid her neediest parts. He was such a tease! She loved it, but was eager for more.

  She threaded her fingers through his hair, giving him a signal where exactly she wanted his mouth to be. Much as she enjoyed his attention, she couldn’t wait for him to—“Ah!”

  She shut her eyes, intense pleasure radiating through her body as Aidan flicked her nub with his tongue repeatedly.

  “Is this what you want, sweetheart?” Aidan asked in a teasing voice, his breath further heightening her sensations.

  “Mmm,” she moaned, clutching a fistful of his hair.

  Suddenly, another bolt of pleasure shot from her nipple. Aidan rolled a rosy peak between his fingers, while his tongue continued to lave her clit. Her panting got heavier…louder…and if he didn’t stop soon, he’d make her come already.

  Aidan didn’t stop. Instead, she felt him probe her wetness with his finger, then pushed it in, all the while lightly sucking her nub and flicking her nipple.

  “Aidan,” she cried, moaning uncontrollably.

  Oh, she was so, so close. But she didn’t want to get there yet. She wanted to prolong this delicious ecstasy for as long as she could.

  Just as she was about to give Aidan’s head a gentle push, he stopped what he was doing and made his way up her torso.

  “So hot,” he murmured as he left a trail of blazing kisses on her belly.

  She caressed Aidan’s back, eager to feel more of him—and to make him m
oan like he had her. As she couldn’t reach his boxer briefs yet from her position on the bed, she tried to use her toes to take them off. But they wouldn’t slide down his legs.

  Aidan chuckled, rearing up.

  “Oh, it’s caught,” she said with a laugh. She sat up and moved the elastic of his underwear past the head of his erect penis, licking her lips involuntarily.

  “Fuck,” Aidan breathed.

  Felicity bit her bottom lip to stop herself from grinning too widely. “Can I touch it?”

  “Can you touch it?” asked Aidan with a disbelieving laugh as he positioned himself in front of her. “You can do whatever you want with it, babe.”

  “Good.” She wrapped her fingers around his length and stroked lightly, enjoying its steely hardness and velvety feel. It jerked in her hand, seeming to grow bigger with every caress. She smiled and licked the head.

  Aidan let out a soft groan.

  Emboldened, Felicity tried to take more of his manhood in her mouth, all the while stroking his balls. While this wasn’t her first time giving a blow job, she’d never performed as enthusiastically as right now.

  She’d never been this forward during sex. In the past, she hadn’t given herself permission to completely express herself in bed. But that was then, and this was now.

  She couldn’t explain it, but Aidan was the first man who made her feel comfortable enough to do what she wanted without overthinking things to the point of inaction. With him, she felt safe initiating instead of waiting to be led.

  She continued pleasuring him with her mouth and hands, revelling in the sexy encouragement Aidan murmured. Oh, she was getting so aroused doing what she was doing. She couldn’t wait for Aidan to—

  Felicity let out a gasp as Aidan started kneading her breast. She glanced up at him, her desire intensifying at the look on his face. Holding his gaze, she stopped what she was doing to lay on the bed.

  Taking a deep breath, Aidan gave her a sweet, sweet smile.

  Her heart skipped. Was that gentleness in Aidan’s eyes? It was in stark contrast to the lustful look she’d seen earlier.

  But before she could think about it further, the heat came back into his features—and he was on top of her, kissing her senseless.

  As if by their own accord, her limbs wrapped themselves around him, wanting to squeeze him against her as tightly as she could.

  But she also needed to give him room so he could do wicked things to her. Oh, how she wanted so much more from him. She wanted to writhe to alleviate the craving between her legs, but the weight of Aidan’s body prevented her from moving freely.

  “Aidan,” she breathed as he proceeded to kiss her neck.

  “Mm?” Aidan took a nipple in his mouth.

  “Yes,” she moaned.

  He sucked a rosy peak. “Yes, what?”

  “That…and…”

  “And…?”

  “Kiss me down there again,” she said pleadingly. Her cheeks burned from her words, but not as much as she burned from desire.

  “It’ll be my absolute pleasure,” Aidan whispered.

  Aidan didn’t disappoint. As she exhaled her next breath, his head was between her legs. This time, Aidan didn’t tease. His tongue, mouth, and fingers worked in such perfect harmony that she was moaning unashamedly.

  All too soon, Aidan sat up abruptly. He grabbed his jeans from the floor and fished out a condom from the pocket.

  Felicity watched as Aidan sheathed himself. He was so freaking hot that her chest continued to heave hard. Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long for him to come back to her.

  She spread her legs farther as Aidan settled himself between them.

  Aidan pushed in slowly, staring into her eyes as he inserted his length into her welcoming core.

  She held her breath as her body adjusted to his size. The initial discomfort disappeared in a couple of seconds, replaced by rapture that pushed away all remnants of her shyness. She placed her hands on Aidan’s behind, wordlessly urging him to let go of his restraint.

  Aidan seemed to read her cues. He drove into her faster, sliding in and out of her slick centre, panting loudly with every move.

  She moaned with him, breath by breath, as they both strived to reach the crest. That Aidan appeared undone heightened her pleasure and desire to a point she hadn’t experienced before. She was mindless, all her attention focused on the sheer ecstasy Aidan stoked from her.

  Her orgasm came so swiftly and strongly that she couldn’t help but cry out over and over again. Her body bowed and trembled, her inner muscles involuntarily contracting around his hardness as it continued to hit that spot inside of her.

  “Ahh, Fel,” Aidan hissed, his hips moving faster, his breathing harsher. He tensed for a second before he yelled out his release, coming oh so long and hard.

  There was a blissful pause before Felicity landed back on earth. “Oh, my God,” she whispered.

  Aidan grunted, still breathing heavily. “Can’t wait to do that again.”

  She grinned. “I’m keen if you are.”

  Aidan placed a lingering kiss on her lips before standing. “Wait here.”

  She watched him go to the bathroom, smiling. Of course, she’d wait.

  Her past sexual experiences hadn’t been anything to crow about, but, without a doubt, what she and Aidan had just shared was very special—for her. She bet someone like Aidan had great sex like that all the time.

  With other women.

  She felt a prick in her chest.

  Seriously, what possessed her to think of something totally unpleasant straight after she’d had the best sex of her life? She definitely didn’t want such thoughts to intrude on her happy state.

  And, yes, she definitely wanted more than a one-night stand with Aidan. How many more?

  Indefinite.

  She sighed. What if she fell in love with him?

  Felicity covered her face. Would she be able to help herself from doing so?

  Well, she guessed she wouldn’t mind as long as Aidan did, too. What was the likelihood of that happening, though?

  She didn’t want to think about that either, so she pushed it out of her mind.

  Right now, she simply wanted to live in the moment.

  Chapter 9

  Aidan hunted for a bin in Felicity’s bathroom. After finding it, he discarded the condom before washing his hands. He glanced up at the mirror, and his brows rose.

  Wow, he hadn’t realised how widely he’d been smiling.

  He couldn’t say he was surprised. Sex with Felicity had been amazing. He wasn’t kidding when he’d said he wanted to do it again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

  Ah, he was in trouble—or his heart could be. But he was in such a good mood that he refused to entertain thoughts of negative repercussions right this moment.

  “Hello,” Felicity said from the open doorway.

  His heart lurched. “Hi.” He turned around to face her, unable to stop sweeping his gaze over her sexy, naked body.

  Felicity stepped inside. “Um, I was thinking a shower would be good. Care to join me?”

  “I’d love to,” he said, utterly pleased. He was quite certain that Felicity hadn’t had enough of him, either.

  After a hot, steamy session in the shower, they went back to Felicity’s bedroom for another round of incredible sex. And just before he fell asleep while spooning Felicity, a thought briefly flittered through his head.

  It would be really nice to change Felicity’s mind regarding their hook-up only arrangement.

  Aidan awoke with a start and sat up. What was that noise?

  He pushed the sheets aside to get up and realised he wasn’t in his bed. He grinned, pausing to enjoy the memories of the previous night as they came rushing back. Damn, his cock was looking for some action again. Where was Fel?

  He climbed out of bed and put on his jeans. Then, he opened the bedroom door and followed the smell of coffee to her kitchen.

  Felicity was by the coffe
e machine, dressed for work.

  Aw, no time for morning sex, by the looks of it. “Good morning,” he said cheerfully.

  Felicity whipped her head towards him, and a sweet, pretty smile formed on her face. “Good morning. I was just about to wake you.”

  He walked towards her, then pressed a kiss on her lips.

  “I’m making us coffee. You want croissants?” Felicity indicated the plate of pastries on the dining table. “There’s also muesli and yoghurt. Unfortunately, that’s all I have.”

  “Coffee and croissants are good.”

  “Did you sleep well?” Felicity asked.

  “Absolutely. I’m a light sleeper, but I didn’t wake up when you left the bedroom. I guess I needed all that rest. Last night was great.”

  “It was,” Felicity said with a shy smile.

  “You sure you need to go to work this morning?”

  “I’m afraid so.”

  “Shame. I’m reenergised.”

  Felicity chuckled, shaking her head as she handed him his cup of coffee. “Don’t tempt me, because I can’t be late today. We have a team meeting at nine. And, sorry to rush you, but we’ll need to leave in half an hour.”

  Aidan hid his disappointment as they sat at the dining table. “Okay. Hey, I really had a great time last night.”

  “Me, too.”

  “Can I see you again?”

  “Yes,” Felicity said rather breathlessly.

  His lips curved up. “Great! Well, I’ll be seeing you on Sunday to help out with moving the furniture. How about we have dinner after your workshop?”

  “Sure, that’ll be good.”

  “Great. By the way, has that Lydia woman bothered you again?”

  “No.”

  He nodded, silently encouraging her to divulge more information.

  “She’s my ex’s sister,” Felicity said.

  Aidan lifted his brows, pretending he hadn’t known that. “Really?”

  “Yes. She wants to talk to me about their father’s assets which I’ve got nothing to do with. I don’t think she’ll seek me out again. I’m glad, because she’s not exactly one of my favourite people.”