Chapter Thirty-Seven
THIRTY-SEVEN
Aidan
I look up from my laptop at Micah, who’s sitting on the other end of my couch with her own laptop.
“How’s it going?” I ask.
She grins but doesn’t take her eyes off the screen. “Good. I’m almost done. How about you?”
“Just a few more minutes, then I’ll be ready to go.”
When I finish typing, I glance at her. She looks up at me and grins. “Done!”
I smile. “Should we read each other’s before we post to Scribble Share?”
“Good idea.”
We swap computers. I’m instantly engrossed the moment I start reading Micah’s story. When we woke up this morning, we decided it would be fun to write a dual-POV post for Scribble Share. So we came up with an idea for a sexy scene, and Micah wrote her POV and I wrote mine.
I make a few proofreading corrections, but other than that, it’s good to go.
When we finish reading, we look at each other. I’m smiling like an idiot. Micah’s cheeks are flushed bright red.
“Hot.”
“Crazy hot.”
We both laugh after speaking at the same time.
“This morning in bed gave us quite the filthy inspiration,” she says.
I laugh. “It really did.”
Together we make a joint post on Scribble Share. When we finish setting everything up, we look at each other.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
Micah nods, smiling. “Our first coauthored story. Let’s do it.”
I hit Post, and then I close my computer. Micah closes hers too.
“I can’t look and see what people’s reactions will be—I’m too nervous,” she says.
I reach over to her and pull her onto my lap. She hikes up her skirt and straddles her legs over me.
“Don’t be. I have a feeling readers on the app will love it.” I cup my hand over her cheek and kiss her.
I think back to earlier this morning with Micah. That was the hottest sex I’ve ever had in my life.
But more than that, it was the fact that she broke her no-sex rule. For me.
There’s a pull in my chest. She broke the rules for me. That must mean she feels something deep for me…something deeper than just this casual setup we initially agreed to have.
And if her feelings for me have changed, what does that mean for our work relationship? Her job is to essentially put me out of a job…has she changed her mind about that?
I halt the flurry of thoughts circling in my brain. We agreed not to talk about work when we’re together outside of work. I need to stop thinking about it.
She leans down and kisses me. It’s not long before we’ve shed our clothes and our hands are all over each other. I grip my arms under her ass and stand up, carrying her. I walk out of the living room and down the hall.
Micah holds my face. “Bedroom again?” she murmurs as she kisses me.
I break our kiss and grin at her as I stop in the doorway of my bathroom. “Nope. Shower.”
A giddy smile tugs at her lips. I set her down, and we walk into the bathroom. I push back the sliding glass door, flip on the water, and stick my hand into the stream to make sure it’s warm enough. Taking Micah’s hand, I lead her into the shower. Together we stand under the spray. I slink my arms around her and pull her close as I kiss her.
I slide my hand between her legs and gently glide my fingers between her folds.
She whimpers into my mouth. I pump my fingers in and out, just how she likes it, making sure to keep my palm pressed against her clit.
Micah runs her fingernails down my back and bites my shoulder. My eyes roll back at the burn. It feels amazing to know that I make her feel so good that she’s getting this rough.
“Aidan…” The way she moans my name makes me crazy.
I pump my fingers faster.
“So good…” she whines.
She starts to shudder around me, and that’s when I know she’s close. I lean my head down and take her nipple into my mouth. I drag my tongue against the hard nub. When her moans turn to screams and she starts to shake, I gently press my teeth to her sweet, soft skin.
“Oh my god!”
She unravels completely, shouting and thrashing against me. When her movements start to ease, I release her tit and gently pull my fingers out of her. I press a kiss to her mouth.
“Good?” I ask.
She flashes a giddy smile at me and nods. “So good.”
“Turn around and put your hands against the wall so I can fuck you.”
Fire burns in those beautiful burnt-umber eyes. She bites back a grin as she does what I tell her. I slide the shower door open and step out to grab a condom from the cupboard under the sink. I wince as I roll it on. My cock is so hard, it’s throbbing. I step back in, admiring the sight of Micah’s gorgeous ass. I step up to her and palm her ass cheek in my hand. She moans.
“You ready for my cock, baby?”
“So ready.”
I grab her hips and pull her ass closer to me. I fist the base of my dick and tease the head at the entrance of her pussy.
“Don’t tease me, Aidan. Please.”
Raw want pulses through me at hearing her beg.
“You want this dick so bad, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” she says in a whiny voice. “I want it all. Please give me your dick. Please.”
I slide the head inside of her and groan. “Your pussy feels like heaven.”
She lets out a whimper as I slide all the way in. I pump slow and steady at first. The pleasure is instant. I can feel it radiating through my entire body.
I pick up speed, thrusting harder. I reach up and thread my fingers through Micah’s soaking wet hair.
“Yes…” she moans.
I curl my fingers, careful not to pull too hard. I keep thrusting until I feel that telltale pressure inside of me intensify. Liquid heat pools at the base of my spine.
The last of my self-control hangs by a thread. I can’t hold off much longer.
Just then Micah reaches back and grips my ass with her hand, pulling me closer. I take that as my cue.
I thrust hard until I come. My brain shatters as the pleasure overtakes me. Bursts of light cloud my vision and my ears start to ring. God. This is so fucking intense and so fucking good.
A growled curse rips from my throat as my head falls against her shoulder. I kiss her satin skin.
“Baby…you should come with a warning label.”
Micah giggles. I lean my head up and gently grab her face and kiss her before I slide out of her and pull off the condom. I lean out of the shower and toss it into the nearby trash can.
We wash up, rinse off, and step out. I wrap a fresh towel around her and pull her close for another kiss. She dries off, and I grab another towel from the rack to dry myself.
When she finishes, she asks if she can wear some of my clothes. “I want something a little more comfortable than my work clothes.”
A happy feeling bubbles up inside of me. I smile at her. “Yeah, of course.”
I wrap the towel around my waist, grab her hand, and lead her into my bedroom. I pull a T-shirt and a pair of boxers and hand them to her. She smiles and says thank you, then gets dressed.
When I see her wearing my clothes, my heart skids.
God. She looks so fucking adorable and so fucking perfect wearing my clothes.
A strange protective feeling pulls in my chest. I don’t want to see Micah wear another guy’s clothes. I don’t want her hooking up with anyone else. I don’t want her in another man’s bed.
I want her to be mine.
That feeling inside of me sharpens and intensifies.
She smiles at me as she smooths a hand down the front of the T-shirt she’s wearing. “I look okay?”
I pull her against me and kiss her. “You look amazing.”
A shy smile pulls at her beautiful mouth. I kiss her one more time before walking back to the bathroom to finish getting ready, my heart pounding at my chest at just how intense my feelings for Micah have become.