22. Aurora
Chapter twenty-two
Aurora
W e crash against the wall, and I almost stop to apologize until a rumbling groan spills over against my lips. Aiden’s hands are everywhere, making me heated and I clench in equal measure as we kiss against the wall in the foyer.
Now I know I need to move away. Or stop. Because doing this will complicate things in so many ways, but I can’t bring myself to slow down. I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything before. And tonight, I’ve seen a new side of Aiden, and it’s a side I like a lot.
He can be such a cocky little jerk when he wants to be, but when he does things like this—taking me out to cheer me up or talking to me about things I know he prefers to keep inside—it makes me hunger for his touch even more.
“Fuck, princess.” Even that stupid nickname uttered in his sex-heated voice has me wanting to throw caution to the wind and fall under him like a dog in heat.
Large hands cup my cheeks as his lips grow bolder. When they part, he wastes no time diving between them, and I groan at the feeling before burying my hands in his shirt. I grip the fabric, shivering when he hits a somehow more sensitive surface in my mouth, making me tense in pleasure. How the hell does it feel so good just kissing him?
“Aiden,” I groan, not really knowing what I’m going to say. All I know is that he feels so good against me, but I need more. “God. This is crazy.”
He pulls back then, but before I can protest, his lips are nipping against my neck. I sigh and let my head fall back as he sucks kisses up my throat. The feeling is indescribable, and I tighten my grip around his neck as I try to hang on to my last bit of sanity.
“Do you want me to stop?” His words are heated and said with the type of bite that lets me know that he doesn’t want that in the slightest. And neither do I. I know stopping this now would be the smartest thing to do. The logical thing, before things grow more complicated, and difficult. I mean, let’s be real, we work together. We live together. My brother’s his best friend, and Jax would definitely not approve.
“You have to tell me that you don’t want this, Aurora. I don’t think I can stop unless you tell me to.”
Aiden’s confession, like all the others tonight, catches me by surprise, but then again, is it really? I know he has to feel something for me, even if it’s just lust. This isn’t the first time, and yet for the first time, I know it won’t be the last.
In Aiden, I’ve rediscovered my love to touch and be touched. I want hot skin and salt on my tongue. I want heated words and to feel someone so close they almost become part of me.
Decision made, I grip his hair and move his head so I can press our lips together again. “Don’t stop.” My words are firm, and as soon as our lips meet again, Aiden seems to let go of whatever had given him pause.
Rough hands grip my thighs and my ass, pulling me into his hard body. I can feel Aiden’s dick pressing against my stomach, and my pussy clenches at the thought of having him in me again. I haven’t been able to pleasure myself to any thought other than how well he fills me. I know it’ll be a problem when we finally end whatever this is. But for now, I’m going to bask in the knowledge that he wants this, and he wants me.
His enthusiasm makes that clear as he walks me backward. I don’t know where we’ll land, his room or mine, but I find I don’t even care right now. I just need more of this feeling.
“Fuck, it should be illegal for you to feel this good in my arms,” Aiden groans against my lips. The rumble spreads through me, reverberating down to my bones, and I want more of it.
I feel out of control and hungry for more. And the best part is that I know he feels the same. The way his lips fall against mine is evidence enough of that. He moves like a man possessed, and I want him to possess me until it feels like I’ve never been anyone else’s.
When we fall together on his bed, my shirt is already halfway up my body. I prop myself up and pull it the rest of the way, baring myself to his ravenous gaze. Warm hands with roughened callouses brush over my skin, making me shudder.
“Look at you,” he breathes, his eyes roaming my body like he’s trying to memorize every inch. “If you were mine, princess, I’d keep you like this all the time. Just so I could stare at you whenever I wanted.”
I giggle, lust-drunk on his words. Feeling courageous, I reach around my back, unhooking my bra and letting it fall into my lap. Aiden’s gaze grows impossibly hotter. Before I can say anything, he reaches out, hand gripping the front of my neck as he tugs. The slight pain has me moaning, and I go with the motion, arching my back into his waiting mouth. Aiden’s eyes flash with hunger before he dips his head, his mouth finding my tits.
Keeping quiet is impossible as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. The heat is almost too much for my sensitive skin, but I relish in it. I feel powerful and enticing when he pulls away, only long enough to switch to the other nipple.
I know my skin is probably flushed with red, and the air between us is electric. I don’t fight it when Aiden’s hands land on my ass, pulling me closer.
When Aiden slides down the length of me, his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties. I lift my hips, helping him ease them off. The cool air hits my heated skin, making me shiver.
Aiden settles between my parted thighs, and the sight of him there has my breath catching in my throat.
His eyes, dark with desire, lock onto mine as his hands slide over my thighs. Slowly, deliberately, he pushes them further apart, sliding between them. The anticipation has me trembling, my body aching for his touch.
“Scoot back on the bed.” His voice rumbles like thunder in a storm, and I feel the hairs on my arms rise. Even with his words, he’s being so gentle. It’s nice, but it isn’t what I want right now. I want to burn and to ache. I want to wake up tomorrow with a reminder of what happened tonight. A hand cupping my cheek makes me smile even as I reach out to grip his chin.
“Make me.”
The heat in his gaze flares, and I find myself laughing joyfully when he launches himself at me, taking me down onto the bed. The weight of him is comforting and soothes something wild and restless inside of me. Like a weighted blanket.
“You’re playing with fire, Aurora.”
I smirk before reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck. “Maybe I want to be burned.” I pull his mouth to mine, swallowing his groan.
The temperature between us heats more, and I moan with each brush of his jean-covered leg against my bare pussy. My inner thighs are slippery with my own slickness, and I feel a deep ache inside where I want to be filled.
“Take off your clothes,” I say firmly before gripping Aiden’s shirt. He looks at me for a moment before he smirks and moves to pull them off.
His chest’s a prize from the gods and showcases how much he works out. I grip his pecs, squeezing them slightly. He chuckles.
“I don’t have tits, princess.”
“I know that,” I say with a giggle. “But they still fill my hands so well.”
Aiden snickers before knocking my hands away and switching motions, cupping my breasts. “I think yours fill my hands much better. So much abundance must be rewarded, princess.”
He presses a chaste kiss in the valley between my breasts. The skin is sensitive in a different way, and somehow, he seems to know that, lapping me up and following a line down past my belly button.
“Goddamn, you smell so fucking good. I Can’t wait to taste you.”
Aiden’s words are like a roadmap to every turn-on I’ve ever had, and by the time the first devastating lick to my cunt comes, I’m almost vibrating out of my skin. “I knew you’d taste this sweet. Every part of you is perfect.”
I grip the sheets beneath me as Aiden’s hands wrap around my thighs, holding them open so he’s free to feast.
His tongue lays siege to my pussy, lapping at the walls —carving a space inside of me that begs to be acknowledged while rubbing perfectly against my clit.
Syrupy pulses of pleasure crash over me, and I throw a leg over his shoulder, holding him in place as I feel my orgasm building, tickling at my senses and begging to be scratched.
“Fuck, I think I’m going to come,” I gasp, shooting a hand out and gripping the top of Aiden’s head. I don’t want him moving, not until the hunger in me has been extinguished.
Then again, when it comes to him, I don’t think it’s possible to ever truly be full. “Don’t stop.”
Whatever he says then is lost in my cunt, the vibrations lifting me up even more. I can’t stop myself from grabbing his head and bucking my hips. I grind my wanting cunt against Aiden’s face, riding each pleasurable wave until they’re coming in such a pattern that it seems damn near constant.
When I come, it’s with a loud moan as my body tenses against the bed. “Fuck,” I gasp as I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.
My body jerks with aftershocks as I slide down from my high. My body feels heavy and relaxed, and when I lift my head, Aiden is standing at the edge of the bed, watching me, his eyes still hungry for more. I smirk, “See something you like?”
His reaction to my body gives me all the confidence to pull my leg up to rest my foot on the bed. There’s a slight chill in the air without him covering me, but I want to entice him into continuing.
“Yes,” Aiden replies simply as he lifts his hands to his waistband. I watch, enamored, as he slowly pulls his zipper down and pops the button. He’s wearing boxers underneath, but even the loose fabric can’t hide the raging hard-on he’s sporting.
His dick stands straight out, straining the fabric, and my fingers twitch with the desire to close around it and feel its girth. Before I can second-guess things, I twist, reaching for his side table to see if he has a condom.
The bed dipping is my first clue that Aiden has gone from watching to fully participating again, but it’s the hand on my back that flattens me against the bed that has me outright moaning. I manage to get the drawer open, but more of his weight settles over me before I can reach inside. It’s nice to feel enveloped, and my breath hitches when his cock slides over my back.
Aiden reaches into the open drawer and pulls out a condom. He doesn’t bother closing it before he moves away. I look over my shoulder in time to see him rip it open and slide it over his dick. The head is thick and straining. When he sees me looking, he gives me a sharp-looking smile.
“See something you like?” He asks, echoing my words. Rather than answer, I bite my lip and hike my hips up until I settle on my knees.
“Yes.” My voice is breathy with the force of my arousal. I want to be fucked until I can’t stand it any longer, and I know that Aiden will give me exactly that. “I need you inside me I whine.”
A hand comes down on the flesh of my ass. It’s heavy and sends sparks of pleasure dancing up my spine. I don’t have a pain kink, but I do like it a little rougher.
“Come on, what? Use your words, princess, and tell me what you want. I might just give it to you.”
I narrow my eyes before deciding to play his game. When I play, I play to win too. Not stopping to think about it, I spread my knees wider and arch my back until I know he can see my glistening folds wet with my slippery juices and his saliva.
I raise my arms over my head to rest my tits on the bed. I don’t know exactly what I look like, but whatever it is, clearly Aiden likes it.
“You’re a beautiful fucking woman, and I’m going to ruin you for anyone else.”
His words should have been a threat, but they feel more like a promise, and I shiver when he grips my hips. A sharp pull almost unbalances me, but I recover as soon as I feel the blunt tip of Aiden’s dick rub against my cunt. “You think you can wave this gorgeous fucking pussy at me, and I’m just gonna sit here and ignore it?” I shake my head, definitely not wanting that.
“Don’t ignore me, Aiden. Fuck me.”
He’s silent for a moment, and I wonder if he’s having second thoughts when a sudden thrust has him damn near buried to the hilt inside of me.
I wail, unabashed, as I let my body adjust to the shape of him. His thrusts are steady but hard until his hips clap mine, sending waves of sound into the room.
I want to clamp my lips together, but I can’t stop my mouth from releasing the noises of pleasure.
“There you go, baby,” Aiden croons, voice going deceptively soft. “Tell me how much you like it. I want the whole damn neighborhood to hear just how good you fucking feel.”
It’s like his words pull something out of me. The volume of my moans shoots up until they’re damn near constant. A particularly well-placed thrust has me crashing against the bed, and I cry out when the motion dislodges Aiden from my cunt. My breaths come out in pants, but before I can move, strong arms wrap around my waist and my shoulders, pulling me up. I open my mouth to say something, but all that leaves is a loud cry as Aiden’s cock breaches me again.
“Oh fuck, Aiden. I can feel you so deep.” My words are coming without my consent, but they’re true. It’s like he’s remaking me from the inside. When fingers dig into my shoulder, I hiccup around a breath. Lips attach themselves to the side of my neck, tongue pressing and teeth softly biting. I know I might have a bruise there, and as unprofessional as it is, I want it. I want to be able to press a hand on it in the morning and feel the pain that marks its existence.
“Harder. Please.”
A rumbling groan vibrates against my back. “I love the way you ask me for more. You’re so wet on my cock. Hot and perfectly tight around me, making me never want to leave. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, princess? If I buried myself deep inside your wet pussy and never left.”
“Yes,” I cry out at the thought of always being filled by him. I know it isn’t possible, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting it. When his hips slap harder against my ass, and his balls tap the underside of my clit, my cries get louder.
I can’t stay quiet even if I try, so I turn my head and press my lips against my shoulder, trying to muffle the sound.
“Just like that, Aurora. Your beautiful plush ass is amazing, bouncing on my cock.”
My chin is gripped tightly, as is my hip. A harsh thrust from behind has me clenching, and I grab the wrist near my waist as another deep thrust has me wailing into the air.
A breathy mewl squeals out of me as I try to control my panting between pumps.
“Damn, You sound so pretty, baby. I want to hear everything you have to say.”
“Fuck…Aiden, don’t move—I’m going to com—“
“Shh, shh, shh, kitten.” His thumb presses against my lips, and I part them, granting it entry. It presses against my tongue, and I close my mouth around it, sucking harshly.
“I love it when you tell me how you like it,” his words falling heatedly over the shell of my ear.
His breath is harsh against my skin, and I shiver when I realize he’s just as gone on pleasure as I am.
“Those moans are mine, so be a good girl and let me hear them, princess. Let me know how good I’m making you feel.”
My world erupts into a sea of white, and I dig my nails into the headboard as every muscle in my body tenses. I vaguely feel Aiden pressing his face into my neck and grunting. When the world comes back into focus, I’m slumped back against Aiden as my breath comes in and out, stops and starts.
“Jesus,” Aiden says as he pets a hand over my heated cheeks. “You are too damn sexy for me to resist.”
I smile at his words, letting my body settle further into his. His softening cock shifts inside of me, and I giggle when he shudders. “God, that was so good,” I admit, not caring to play it cool. “Give me a few minutes, and I’ll get dressed and—“
“You’re staying with me tonight.”
I turn my head slightly, trying to look him in the eyes. “What if Jax comes home?”
Aiden brushes his lips over my cheek. “He won’t be.” His eyelashes brush against me as he nuzzles my skin. It’s a surprising move, considering how rough we just were, but I find myself melting all the same. “Stay.”
With a nod, I give in.