Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
“ S o, the bill is seventeen pounds. Did your ten pounds cover per head, or just for you?” I teased while whipping a ten-pound note from my purse.
“Pfft. Put it away. I’ve got this. I know how to treat a woman.”
Arden winked at me before dropping twenty-five on the table.
“Big tipper.” I whistled as he shrugged his jacket on, standing up and turning to me.
“Ready?”
I nodded before joining him.
We walked to the door, and I felt a tingle of pride when the girls eyed me enviously. When we got outside, I wondered if it would be awkward, but I didn’t think that word existed in his vocabulary.
Arden draped his arm around my shoulders before tugging me close to him.
What was it with these men and smelling divine?
“So, what’s the deal with you and Owen?” he asked as we walked towards the bus stop .
“No deal.” I sighed, and he pulled me towards him as he sat on the half wall beside us.
“Why does he look at you like you’re his favourite toy?”
I shrugged, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“I don’t care what he thinks, to be honest. I think you should reconsider going home with me. We get on, have great conversation...” Arden began to kiss my neck softly as his fingers slid to my waist. His mouth found mine, and I kissed him, hoping it wouldn’t be as good as before.
But it was.
This time he was softer, yet still urgent. It seemed like I was kissing him more forcefully, and he liked that.
“Damn, baby...”
“Arden…” I moaned, and he stood up, holding my face as he kissed me, his tongue flickering against mine as he groaned into my mouth.
“Want me to beg? I’ll beg. Please come home with me, Jain, pretty please with sprinkles on top.”
“I’ll come home with you, but—”
“That’s fine,” Arden chuckled, dragging me back towards him. “Let’s go.”
* * *
I couldn’t remember walking into his bedroom because what happened next kind of took over.
Yeah, that happened.
Can you blame me?
Arden pretty much dragged me to his bedroom and ripped my clothes off before devouring me.
Well, it was more like this...
“You’ve gotta stop kissing me like that,” he groaned against me as I unbuttoned my shirt, noticing his eyes widening. “Are you fucking joking?”
I pulled my shirt open, revealing my bra.
“What?” I asked innocently. “I’m hot. ”
Arden smirked at me before removing his top, revealing his toned body.
Oh, fuck.
“Me too,” he mumbled before falling back on top of me, his fingers swiftly unclasping my bra with ease.
I knew I was with a player, but to be honest, at least he knew what he was doing.
“Do you have any problem with me removing these jeans? I prefer less fabric between us,” he murmured, his hand brushing my hair from my eyes as I shook my head.
“Only if you remove mine first,” I whispered, giggling when he took mine off in one swift movement.
He slid off the bed, dropping his jeans whilst gazing at me with that cocky, confident expression he had mastered.
I shrugged my shirt off, dropping my bra to the side of his bed when he leant back down over me, his lips brushing mine softly as I felt his hardness press against me.
“Oh, someone is excited,” I teased, but not before I felt his finger slide under my panties and into my wet core.
“What the hell are we so excited about?” he murmured in my ear as he slid his finger inside of me, as I sank my teeth into my lip.
“Being late for school?” I gasped as his thumb brushed my clit, whilst he slowly pumped his finger in and out of me.
“You staying in my bed all night, beautiful?”
I could’ve cum from those words alone, especially when he kissed me again.
“Condom, now,” I demanded, pushing him away as he growled.
“Yes, Miss,” Arden muttered before digging one out of his drawer, tearing off the wrapper, and easing it onto his swollen cock.
It was definitely bigger than Harley’s, but it wasn’t the size that concerned me. Fingers crossed he lasted longer than three seconds...
Arden tugged my panties down, gazing into my eyes as he eased himself inside of me.
“Oh my God,” I cried out, holding onto his back as he kissed me deeply, his hips slowly rolling as he allowed me to accommodate him.
“God won’t help you now,” he whispered as I dug my nails into his back.
He fucked me like a professional, and I thought at one point he was going to put me through the wall.
I couldn’t stop kissing him, and our bodies stuck together with sweat. Before long, we had changed positions, me on top, then him from behind.
I knew we had been doing it a while when eventually, he came. He was gorgeous, his lips on mine as he tried to get his breath back.
He slid out of me before pulling the condom off and tossing it into a bin beside him.
“Can I stay?” I asked hopefully, as he began to laugh, whilst breathless.
“Yeah, of course. But only tonight. I don’t want you making a habit of this or anything,” Arden teased, burying his head in my neck as I played with his hair.
“Yeah, you wish.”