“I wouldn’t be surprised if it led to a fight.”
Despite the ice cream, she felt herself go hot.
“If Lorraine’s got proof that Robert took her jewelry, why doesn’t she just show Dyson the tape? He can’t deny it if it’s right there in front of him, surely?” Maggie waved her spoon around as she figured it all out.
“But all that will prove is that Rossington took the necklace. It won’t help get your money back, and, with a good lawyer, he’ll be able to get a lighter sentence. I dunno, claim forgetfulness or a moment of madness or whatever. You know how these things work. And besides, Cam Taylor will get off scot-free.” Aiden teased her with another spoonful of ice cream. He put the spoon to her lips, then pulled it away a couple of times, making her giggle, before she finally grabbed his hand and devoured the dessert. After savoring the taste, she thought for a moment.
“I don’t really understand why she wants to help get my money back, anyhow,” Maggie admitted. “I mean, it’s real nice of her and all, but I don’t get why she’s bothering.”
Aiden snickered. “She’s a woman scorned,” he said to her. “She told me all about it. Her last boyfriend stole from her, and she was danged if it was going to happen again. Seems she was taken in by Rossington at first, though it didn’t last long. When she realized what his game was, the same as her previous guy, she was furious—not to mention hurt. No one likes to be made to look a fool, and that’s exactly what the fucker had done to her and what Rossington was planning to do. The same as he’d done to you.” He kissed her lightly on the forehead. “She was checking one of those tapes to see that her mother had been looked after properly while she’d been out, when she caught Rossington boasting about how he’d swindled you out of your money. He’d gone off into the front room with some of the guys after dinner, obviously not realizing she’d had the house wired. He’d also made some comment on there about how stupid she was. Her first instinct was to confront him, but then she decided to play the long game—expose him for the thieving bastard he is. That’s when she started digging.”
Maggie chewed her cheek. “So why bother with the necklace?”
Aiden popped the last spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. “I think she just wanted proof that he would actually steal from her, as well as you. When Rossington insisted on going to Taylor to investigate it instead of calling Dyson Shearer, she went along with it.”
“So now she’s going to pit them against each other.” The thought, coupled with the amount of ice cream she had just consumed, made Maggie feel sick.
“I don’t think that was her intention, but it sure will be interesting.” Aiden raised his eyebrows as he leaned forward and put the empty tub on the coffee table in front of them. “You don’t have to worry.”
“He’ll be mad as hell. You don’t know what he’s capable of,” she said, shaking her head.
“Why don’t you just relax? At least he’s finally given us the chance to spend some time together.” Aiden smiled sensually as he leaned in and took her lips in a lingering kiss that sent shivers down her back.
Maggie sighed when he put his arms around her, and she snuggled in closer as his kiss deepened.
He teased the seam of her lips with his soft tongue until she opened her mouth to welcome him in and she threaded her fingers in his hair, moaning when she felt herself getting warmer when his hot body pressed tightly to hers.
Something about his reassuring manner and confident moves soothed her, and her stress eased while his competent hands roamed her body. She gasped as he explored her mouth with his tongue before sucking at her neck and nibbling her ears, sending delicious shivers through her whole body.
For the first time in years, Maggie felt her pussy ache when the handsome cowboy leaned over her panting body, sending new sensations through her, awakening feelings she thought were long dead.
His frame was hard against her softness, and she relished the feel of his muscles as he held her assuredly. After carefully leaning her back on the sofa, he lay over her, surrounding her with his warmth, his scent. Aiden traced her cheek with his finger and she pressed her face into his hand, staring into his deep, blue eyes that gazed back at her dreamily.
Her nipples had tightened, and she was sure he could feel how large and proud they had become. Her pussy throbbed, and she was surprised to find herself willing him to touch it.
Aiden raised his eyebrow questioningly, and she wondered if he could read her mind. The smile on his face suggested that he knew exactly what she was thinking, and the thought made her flush.
“You okay?” he murmured, taking her hand and kissing her fingertips.
When she didn’t reply, he nipped the top of her middle finger, and she jolted in surprise. His questioning gaze returned to her face, and she nodded.
He threw her a dazzling smile and chuckled deep in his chest, sending delectable vibrations through her trembling body.
A cold shudder ran down her when he slowly eased his weight from her, studying her face intently.
“It’s a little warmer in the bedroom,” she murmured, noticing his concern.
He beamed and let out a low chuckle while he lifted himself off her. He put out his hand to help her up and she took it, relishing its warmth.
Butterflies danced a two-step in her stomach as she led him into her little room. The drapes were still back, allowing a sliver of moonlight to cast a welcoming glow on her bed. The carpet wasn’t quite as threadbare here as in the major parts of the apartment, and she had put a fluffy rug right next to the bed, adding another layer of heat and a soft, coziness underfoot.
Aiden didn’t seem to notice her décor, however. His gaze was fixed on her face. Slowly he pushed her back onto the firm bed, watching her expression.
Maggie felt hot and excited when she toed off her boots and kicked them onto the floor. He kicked his off, too, still not taking his eyes from her. His intense stare unnerved her a little, and she took a deep breath to try to steady her thoughts.
“You sure you’re up to this?” His voice was low and soft, while his eyes were wide and cautious.
At first she felt confused, then she remembered her face was still covered in bruises. She was touched that he was considerate enough to ask the question, but she really hoped that her injuries wouldn’t put him off.
“I’m fine, honestly.” She smiled, desperate to reassure him.
It seemed to work as he beamed back at her, gently laying his body over her. His lips encased hers once again, and she sighed into his mouth. His affection soothed her once more.
She was glad that she had dispensed with her sweater earlier. His nimble fingers made short work of her buttons before slowly opening her blouse, exposing her. Maggie watched his eyes widen even more and his lips turned up into a broad smile when he gazed down at her heaving bosom. She had never seen anyone react so favorably to her body before, and she immediately relaxed.
“You are so beautiful, Maggie,” he whispered.
She felt herself flush and she gazed into his gorgeous face. Everything about him was sincere, and she felt empowered by his approval. Very deliberately he began to unfasten his own shirt, until her hands covered his and she took over from him. He grinned down at her patiently as her trembling fingers fumbled a little with his buttons, but she soon managed to peel the cotton from his heated body, and he pulled his arms through the sleeves, flinging the garment onto the rug.
Maggie drew in a sharp breath at the sight of his ripped chest. Without his clothes, Aiden looked even bigger somehow, and she loved the way his deep, steady breaths made his torso swell even more. A few fair hairs were scattered over his rib cage and his six-pack was a delight. His muscular shoulders bulged. Aiden caressed her breasts through the lace, and she glanced down to see her dark nipples standing to attention beneath his hands. He pulled down the fabric from her left breast and lavished affection on her swollen nipple before he took it into his mouth.
Maggie groaned at the sensation and had to clench her
pussy hard as her juices began to escape.
He continued his delicious torment on the other breast, and she felt a moment’s trepidation when his hand came around her back and unfastened her bra, leaving her heavy breasts to bounce free. Aiden’s eyes were like two large lagoons as they took in the sight of her body, and she smiled, relieved at his approval. She had always felt that her body was too large in all aspects, and Robert had done nothing to quell her fears. Aiden made her feel beautiful, though, and he couldn’t hide his enjoyment at looking at her.
Aiden ground his body on hers while he licked and sucked at her soft breasts, and she relished the feel of his skin touching her. His erection was apparent through his denims, and she gasped when his massive cock rubbed against her throbbing pussy.
As if reading her thoughts, he trailed his hand down to her zipper and carefully tugged at the metal pull. Maggie went red hot with excitement as he sat back on his haunches and his capable fingers slid the jeans from her legs. His look of delight gave her even more confidence, and she reached over for his fly. He chuckled, leaning closer so she could easily pull the zipper down, and he worked the thick material down his legs.
Maggie gasped, noticing that he went commando, and she balked at the monstrous size of his manhood as it sprang to attention as soon as it was free.
A gush of juice escaped her, reminding her that she was just lying there staring at the guy’s cock. She flushed and quickly looked away, hoping he hadn’t noticed. His chuckle told her that he had noticed all right. Damn!
His eyes twinkled while he lay over her once more, and she smiled. It was great to be with a guy who had a sense of humor as well as the sensitivity she needed.
He danced his fingers across her stomach and she felt it dip as she gasped. His touch was so light that it tickled her, sending delightful shivers through her body.
“I think these will have to go.” His hand drifted down to the waistband of her panties that were plastered to her skin because they had become so wet.
She was relieved when he’d removed them and glad that they hadn’t switched on the light. The moonlight was enough for her to make out Aiden’s silhouette and to see his expression when he lay back over her, but it was not bright enough to make her feel entirely exposed.
He crashed his mouth down on hers again as he covered her naked body with his own. His scent mingled with sweat and passion while he surrounded her in his affection.
Maggie stroked his firm flesh, loving the feel of skin on skin as he rubbed against her, lighting sparks through her over-sensitized form.
“I want you, Maggie.” His voice was rasping—desperate, almost—when he stared down at her.
She felt her pussy gush once more and knew there was no going back. She wanted this, needed it. Needed him.
“Yes,” she gasped, unable to say much else.
He reached beside her and grabbed a foil packet that he must have dropped there when he’d removed his jeans, and he quickly tore it between his teeth. His eyes never left hers as he sheathed himself and tenderly fondled her dripping folds before plunging into her depths.
Maggie let out a cry when his enormous manhood filled her to the hilt. Concern was etched in his face as he stopped to take a breath, but he needn’t have worried. Once her body adjusted around his massive girth, she clenched him tightly, trying to suck him even tighter into her body. She never wanted him to leave. This was where she wanted him to be, forever. Wrapping her legs around his butt, she pulled him even closer, wanting to get underneath his skin. The feelings he bestowed on her were out of this world, and she knew she could never feel like this with anyone else.
As though reading her mind, Aiden continued to bombard her with delectable sensations while he hammered harder and harder into her. Sweat poured from him, and his breath was ragged. He drove deeper and deeper into her willing body.
Maggie found it hard to catch her breath as she was swamped with feelings she had never imagined. It was as though Aiden’s body knew every inch of hers—knew how to tease, how to coax, how to take her to the edge and—
“Aah!” She screamed into the darkness when her orgasm exploded around her and she screwed her eyes tight. Tiny stars burst all around her head.
Aiden roared his release, and she started at how feral he sounded, nothing like the gentle, considerate lover he was.
Finally spent, he sank onto the bed next to her, allowing the air to waft over her heated body. Her eyes closed as she turned to lay her head gently on his chest, needing his nearness, but favoring her space while she slowly descended back to Earth.
Maggie listened to the pounding of his heart while the heaving of his chest gradually eased and his breathing returned to normal. She loved the smell of him, the salty taste of his skin and the sound of his voice when he murmured to her how lovely she was and how wonderful it had been to make love to her. She had never felt more content in her life—or more wanted.
Chapter Fourteen
Maggie woke with a huge smile spread across her face the next morning, and, judging by the way her muscles ached, she guessed she had been that way most of the night. Instead of the dark, scary dreams she usually endured, she had been dreaming of love and sunny days and happily-ever-afters for the first time in a very long time.
She looked over at Aiden, who was sleeping soundly next to her. He was smiling and looked contented, too. She couldn’t help wondering what he was dreaming about, and she hoped it involved her. A warm glow emanated from her stomach, and she wondered what it would be like to wake up next to him every morning.
His eyes fluttered open, and his smile broadened. “Morning, darlin’.” He sounded chirpy straight-off, and his arm tightened a little around her shoulder.
“Good morning.” She beamed at him and felt his warmth as he leaned down and kissed her tenderly.
Immediately her pussy tensed, and she knew she wanted him all over again. Her stomach started to burn as the fire ignited inside her, and she flushed.
A deep chuckle reverberated through his body, tickling her breast that was now pressed hard against his chest. She knew he’d read her mind. She also knew it was only Wednesday, and they both had work to do. Damn!
Slowly pulling away from him, she turned to check the time. “Oh my God! Aiden, it’s half past seven!” She startled then leaped out of the bed.
“I’ll get the coffee on,” he offered as she fled toward the bathroom.
The water felt good on her tender flesh, and she smiled as she remembered how her body had become so achy. She had never had a night like it. Aiden was the most caring, intuitive lover she had ever had—not that she’d had many—and she knew she would never want anyone else. It wasn’t just the way he made her feel in bed. It was…something more—the way he made her feel all the time. He made her happy. Even when she had been mad at him, she had known she really still wanted to see him again.
After wrapping herself in a towel, she scrubbed her teeth before pulling a comb through her wayward curls.
“Is it my turn yet?”
She spun around and opened the door to see Aiden leaning against the doorjamb wearing nothing but a small towel and a huge smile. He was offering her a cup of steaming coffee, and she drank in the whole sight of him. She smiled, taking the mug from his hand.
“I almost jumped in there with you, but I figured we’d never get to work today if I did,” he murmured, giving her a salacious wink.
She grinned. He was absolutely right. If she had her way, they would both spend the day making love and probably wouldn’t even stop to eat. “Work? What’s work?” She smiled cheekily before taking a sip. He sure made great coffee. “Hey, this is really good. Maybe you should get a job in the café.”
He chuckled. “If you don’t get moving, you won’t have a job down there yourself.” He playfully swatted her behind through her towel as he stood back to allow her to go into the bedroom.
She felt a sudden pang inside her as reality returned with a vengeance. “Yo
u’re right,” she said, sighing.
“Hey, don’t sweat it, darlin’. You won’t be there much longer anyhow,” he told her with a knowing smile.
“I hope you’re right.”
“Trust me.” He leaned over and kissed her wet head.
Maggie felt that warmth return again. She did trust him. She knew he would do whatever he could to help her. He cared about her more than anyone ever had in her whole life. Something just felt right about being with Aiden.
“I’ll be out in minute,” he said. “Why don’t you call a cab? It’ll save some time.”
She was just about to reply that she never called a cab because she couldn’t afford one, but she knew by the look on his face that it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. She smiled and went to find her clothes.
The bruise on her face was beginning to fade at last, so it didn’t take too long for her apply her makeup and dry her hair.
Aiden was ready in a jiffy. It was amazing how little effort it took him to look so good. Even in yesterday’s clothes and using a borrowed comb, he looked gorgeous.
They rushed out when they heard the cab beeping, and they piled into the back seat. Aiden automatically held his arm out to her, and Maggie snuggled into his warm body. It was good to feel close again after the mad rush they’d had to get ready.
“I’ll come in for another coffee,” he said when the cab pulled up outside the café a few minutes later.
Maggie smiled. She didn’t want him to leave her. Aiden seemed to make everything right. And now everything was right. While she went through her normal routine of opening up the café and getting the coffee and bread on, she felt relaxed and happy. Soon Robert would be out of their hair, and, with any luck, she would at least have a chance of getting her money back. She could move out of that awful apartment and leave this job for good. She gazed over at Aiden, who had plunked himself on his usual seat by the counter. She wondered what she would do when she didn’t have to come here anymore, and she found herself hoping wistfully that whatever it was, it would involve the handsome cowboy.
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