I paused for a minute, trying not to let the memory overwhelm me.
“He said he had a tape of it and told me to keep my mouth shut. I ended up moving in with Julia that night. He didn’t know much about her but he knew her dad was a cop. So, he left me alone for the rest of the year until graduation. He started sending the emails then and we moved here. I didn’t even think he knew where I was.”
“I was stupid. I really was Aiden. I should have known and I should have left as soon as he started smacking me around. And it doesn’t matter anymore what he did. That’s over and in the past. But I still feel so stupid that I trusted him. My trust in everything is so fucked now.”
Aiden relaxed his arms slightly and brought a hand up to cup my face. He eased me back and I opened my eyes to look at him.
“Why did you ask me?”
Aiden thought for a minute. “I had to talk with Logan about something and he mentioned that you seemed upset when he brought up things from your exam. I wasn’t sure how to ask, but I thought now might be a good time.”
“Why now?”
Aiden looked over my face and settled his gaze on my lips. “Because I wanted to drag you into the back room of that club and take you across Cade’s desk.”
I blinked at him. “Oh.”
“Yeah babe. I needed to know because you nearly made me lose it in there.”
“That’s Cade’s club?”
“I own it, he manages it. He probably would have flipped his shit if I’d messed up his desk but getting a black eye would have been worth it. He’s a little obsessive compulsive.”
I nodded, distracted by our conversation. “Well, now you know everything about my idiotic mistake.”
“Well that explains a lot, but you aren’t an idiot baby, not even remotely close. You’re still the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever laid eyes on. And one of the sexiest, smartest, sweetest women I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.”
“And craziest?” I smiled up at him, embarrassed by his high praise.
“Yes, definitely one of the craziest. Speaking of, you are in a lot of trouble. I don’t know whether to shoot Julia or just ban her from the house, because I know going to that club wasn’t your idea. And that shit with the car. I’m still angry. I am so close to tying you to my bed right now and shipping Julia off to Alaska.”
“It wasn’t my idea, but I did agree to it which makes me just as guilty. I tried to tell you on the phone. I didn’t like the lie she told you. There are a lot of good things about her though, and I would miss her terribly if she lived anywhere else.”
The limo had come to a full stop for several minutes. I looked around and saw that we had arrived back at Aiden’s house.
He swept his fingers across my face and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. “Hmm, Olivia Dawkins doesn’t like to lie to me. She won’t give in to me but she doesn’t like to lie to me. I can work with that.”
He kissed me on the cheek and opened the door.
I was lifted in his arms so easily. It was such an unusual sensation, to be carried by him for the second time, into his house. This was so much different. I wasn’t hurt. There was no reason for him to do such a thing. But it felt nice. Really nice.
He carried me through the house to his bedroom and gently set me down on the edge of the bed. He kneeled down in front of me and removed my shoes.
“I’ll say it again babe, love these heels.”
I ran my hand through his hair and down to his face, nudging until he looked up at me. I ran my fingers across his cheek softly until one of his hands grabbed mine and pressed my palm against his lips. The stubble on his chin rubbed against my skin and tickled my fingers.
He kept my hand in his and stared at me with a serious look in his eyes.
I bent my head and kissed him on his lips, slipping my tongue over his bottom lip. He answered with his tongue as he slid it in my open mouth. He slowly started rising up from his crouch. His large hands slid all the way up my legs, around my hips, and stopped on my ribs. His thumbs came to rest just under my breasts. Our kiss hadn’t stopped until then. He growled against my mouth and nibbled at my upper lip.
“I want you. We have to stop.”
I bit his bottom lip gently and ran my tongue over it softly. “No, we don’t.”
He pushed me slowly back onto the bed, his lips still on mine. Both of his hands slid me across the blankets and he crawled up to lay down beside me. I was on my back looking up at him. One of his arms went under my shoulder, while the other one was still resting on my ribs. He nudged one of his legs between both of mine causing my dress to ride up further on my thighs.
He looked down at the dip between my breasts and then eyed the bottom of my dress. “This dress. Never getting worn out of this house again babe. That’s me being controlling. Sue me. But never again.”
He leaned in to brush his lips against mine and I smiled. He eased back slightly, his face hovering over mine. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m not a virgin. Not technically anyway.”
His jaw tightened and he let out a deep growl. “I will kill that motherfucker. I can’t think about that right now.”
I kept my mouth shut and watched the emotions play across his face. I kissed him softly against his lips then pulled back. My hand came up and my fingers traced the lines of his frown.
“You won’t hurt me,” I whispered.
He took my hand and placed it against his erection, pressing it in. “Honey, I’m not bragging when I say I’m large. I’m a big guy and you’ve only—”
I slid my hand down the length of him. He felt enormous against my palm. His slacks were stretched taut against his cock and I could feel the heat radiating from him. I rubbed again.
He let out a hiss. “Olivia.”
Frowning he held tight to my hand to prevent me from exploring any further. His eyes were glazed and he shook his head. He seemed to be debating something. “I think we should just go slow. Maybe just leave this here for tonight.”
I squeezed the bulge in his pants. “So, leave it here?”
He let out a groan and removed my hand quickly. “You have to let me do this my way or I’m going to lose it.”
“Okay?” I said, a little confused.
He lifted my hand up and brought it up the bed beside my face. He held it there for a moment then his lips were on me. I opened my mouth, inviting him in. Tingles shot down my spine all the way to my legs. His tongue licked my bottom lip as he let go of my wrist and moved his hand to my thigh.
He edged up my dress until he was grabbing the soft flesh around my hip. His touch was sending lightning bolts skittering through my body. His hands were underneath the fabric and sliding around to grasp my ass.
He growled. “You’re not wearing any panties.”
“No,” I said breathlessly.
“Fuck. Plan B.”
He moved off the bed so quickly I let out a yelp.
I leaned myself up on my elbows and watched him. He was removing his dress shirt as quickly as possible but got caught up on one of the buttons. He growled and ripped the entire shirt off, tearing it in the process.
I smirked at him.
Aiden’s chest and arms were all muscle and it tapered off in to a V-shape at his hips. Just looking at him, I became wet between my legs. I suddenly wanted to explore every inch of him with my tongue.
He had a large black tattoo on his right peck that caught my eye. It was of a clock surrounded by the words “time and tide wait for no man” in a beautiful scrolling text. One of his hands rubbed over it as kept his eyes on me.
One of my eyebrows lifted. It was a quote from a book. “Chaucer?”
“Hmm,” he nodded, slightly frowning. He looked both frustrated and in pain.
He was such a surprise in many ways but this topped all of them. My view of him had been very closed off. To see those words, ones that could have multiple meanings, permanently etched in his skin, made me question everything.
“Well Mr. Latimer, I think your original statement when we met was very true. We could have a great many things to talk about.”
I moved further across the bed and got up on my knees.
He stopped moving, his hands were hovering above his unbuttoned slacks. “If you make me chase you around the room, I swear sweetheart, you will be tied to this bed for eternity.”
I giggled.
He watched every move I made like he was waiting to pounce. I slid my dress up and over my head in one motion. I unhooked my lace bra and set it down beside me. My nipples reacted to the change in temperature and puckered slightly.
His response was not instantaneous. He took his time looking at every inch of my skin. His eyes tore a fiery blaze across me as I kneeled in anticipation before him. I flushed from the heated gaze and my breath was coming out in pants by the time he reached my face.
Moving fast, he shed his pants and boxers while he stalked forward.
He grabbed me around the waist and took us both down on the bed. My entire body was sensitive to his skin against me. My breasts were pressed up against the hard muscles of his chest. His hands felt rough against my waist. His breath was hot against my shoulder.
My back arched as one of his hands slid down my spine to cup my ass. My hands were around his neck and back trying to hold him even closer.
His mouth began licking and sucking at my neck. They made a trail to my mouth where he kissed me roughly. There was a building pressure deep in my stomach that spread to the juncture between my legs. I needed him badly and I was throbbing in anticipation.
I groaned against his mouth. “Aiden. Please.”
He nipped my shoulder and moved his mouth to my breast.
“You’re mine Olivia,” he said while licking around my nipple.
My back arched off the bed and I let out a loud whimper.
The hand at my ass slid around and coaxed my legs open. His fingers played in the folds near my clit and then slid gently in.
I whimpered again and he covered my mouth with his probing tongue and lips.
“So tight. Fuck. Wet for me.”
Another finger joined the first, spreading me further apart. He began a slow rhythm in and out. The pressure I felt was at a boiling point.
Aiden watched me writhe under him. “That’s it babe, come for me.”
His fingers slid out and over my clit. They plunged back into me and his thumb started making lazy circles around that sensitive spot.
My back was arched off the bed again and my hands were grabbing at anything they could reach, including his hair. I yanked at it and he gave me that sexy, eyebrow lift with a smile that devoured me.
He moved his body over mine and positioned himself between my legs. Instead of taking me, he slid down until his face was hovering between my legs. He kissed the inside of one of them then he dipped down started sucking at my clit. His tongue flicked at it as his fingers kept their rhythm.
The orgasm that took me was explosive. I convulsed deep in my stomach and I felt a wave of ecstasy roll over me
I screamed out for what felt like an eternity. I couldn’t think, couldn’t see and couldn’t feel anything for a minute. All my senses were blown.
When I came down, my hand was still clutching at Aiden’s hair as he continued to dip his fingers in and out of me slowly.
He lifted up and kissed me. I could taste myself on him, sweet mixed with the salty taste of his mouth.
His thumb started to circle my ultra-sensitive clit with a little more assertiveness. He kissed down my face until he got to my breasts. He licked and sucked them over and over again. The pressure in me was buildin.
“Aiden,” I panted.
He brought his head up and looked down at me. His fingers stopped and his hand moved to my hip. His other hand snaked up my back to hold my neck while he supported his weight on his elbow.
He reached between us and I could feel the head of his erection prodding at me. His shaft felt enormous against my wet entrance.
I could see beads of sweat forming at his temples and his eyes looked tormented. The amount of restraint he was showing was clearly taking its toll on him.
I scooted closer to him and lifted my leg above his hip.
He leaned into me more, stretching me. Then he covered my mouth with his voracious tongue and lips as he eased his large cock inside. My scream was drowned in his mouth.
His body was motionless for a minute as he kissed me.
“Mine,” he said then rolled his hips into me. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight.”
My eyes rolled back and I moaned against his mouth.
My body was quivering from the building fire he had stoked deep within me. I started to move, feeling confident as my body adjusted to his size.
He growled and tightened his grip on my hip.
“Open your eyes,” he ordered.
I opened them as much as I could, half delirious from the new sensations he was producing. I was ready to explode again and twitching beneath him.
“You are fucking mine. I’m your first and the very last. Do you understand?”
I nodded
“Say it Olivia.”
I moaned again as he made a slow movement inside of me. “Yours Aiden. Please.”
Then he began to move. Slowly at first, thrusting in and out.
My body, made slick from the first orgasm, was primed when he began to go faster. His hand slid between us again and started rubbing my clit.
“Come for me Olivia.”
I moaned and cried out his name.
So lost to what he was doing to me, I began murmuring random things. I had no idea what I was telling him. I heard him whispering loving words back to me and declaring me his property, over and over, as he clearly branded me with every movement of his hips.
His lips sucked at the side of my neck. His chest rubbed against my nipples.
Suddenly, my fingers dug into his back and I latched onto him as I hit my orgasm and screamed again.
His hand gripped my hip and coaxed my leg further up his hip. His mouth moved over mine and down my neck. He began to move faster, pounding into me a little deeper with each thrust. It was a delicious sort of pain as he spread me further to fit all of him. Then he roared and thrust himself into me to the hilt.
I felt his seed filling me as I drifted back to reality. His heavy body pressed me to the bed and he shifted his weight to the side.
He lifted my body to slide over his chest as he rolled onto his back.
Still connected we lay together catching our breaths. My head lay against the muscles above his heart, which was beating fast and steady. One of his arms was around my waist as the other held me tight around my shoulders.
In the quiet aftermath, a tear slipped down my cheek and tumbled onto his skin. His arm slid away and he brought his palm up to my cheek, turning my head to face him.
His clouded blue eyes gazed into mine. “Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head but didn’t answer.
His jaw clenched and I could hear his heartbeat start to increase. A flash of anger went through his eyes. “I don’t want you to hurt. I was too rough. Fuck.”
I raised my hand to his lips before he could get any more worked up.
“It’s not that Aiden. It was just so incredible. I never knew.”
“Should have made it special for you babe, but you distract me to no end. We can go slower next time.”
I shook my head at him and closing my eyes. “No, I loved what we did. Don’t you dare change a thing next time.”
His chest rumbled with a deep chuckle.
He moved us around in the bed, finally breaking our connection, and threw the covers over our sated bodies.
I was hovering over the edge of a deep sleep when I thought about what this night had meant to me. It was special, he was special, and I knew I was falling for him.
Chapter Thirteen
I rolled over in bed the next morning and opened o
ne of my eyes. I was flat on my stomach with blankets tucked around me. Aiden wasn’t beside me so I stretched out my arms and legs.
My body felt satisfied and I let out a groggy yawn. The morning light was already bright through the window. The bedroom door behind me opened and closed and I felt a weight land on the bed.
A hand moved my hair back from my cheek and I could smell Aiden’s musky scent as he leaned in and kissed my cheek. “You awake baby or are you going to sleep all day?”
I smiled and yawned again. “Yes. Is it late?
“It’s about ten.”
I groaned.
His hand moved, then came back into view in front of my face, gingerly holding a Danish between his fingers. I smelled the sweet bread and giggled. I was definitely falling for this guy.
“Bought you some sweets, my sweet.”
I laughed and turned over to face him. “You’re so cheesy.”
“Well this Danish is, uhm, cream cheesy. I don’t know where I was going with the joke but it’s good all the same.”
I giggled.
He gave me a lopsided grin and took a bite of the pastry.
I reached up, grabbed it from him and took a bite myself. Cinnamon apple. So good.
“I shouldn’t be eating these,” I said, mumbling between bites. “I bought myself a skinny dress and I want to fit in to it by summer.”
He leaned in and took a bite while I held it.
“Hmm. I don’t know about a skinny dress babe. But I love your hips and that ass. You can do whatever you want but I love what I see right now.”
Looking over his face I saw the sincerity in his eyes.
Wow. Could this guy get any better?
I leaned up and gave him a sweet icing kiss. He returned the gesture, slipping his tongue between my frosted lips. He pulled back and licked his lips.
“Olivia, you taste delicious.”
I laughed and felt his hand creeping up under the covers. I took the last bite of the Danish and held up my sticky fingers. He caught my invitation and licked the icing from them.
His other hand reached my hip under the sheets and he spread his palm out over my belly.
“Babe, have to ask you something.” He finished his licking by nipping the end of one of my fingers.
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