24. Aurora
Chapter twenty-four
Aurora
M y hands shake as I pull into the driveway. Everything’s been going so well, and I thought I was finally turning a corner when life decided to rear its little head.
I mean, how the hell did my ex’s brother, , figure out where I was? I have no clue.
I keep my social media locked down tight, instead focusing on social media for the team. It would take a lot of effort to find me given I’ve deleted my old handles the day I gave back the ring.
‘He really misses you and wants to know what he can do to fix things.’ That’s what Brian said. His words achingly sincere and yet, I know better, I didn’t believe them for a second. I tried for months, hell years, to fix things between us.
But the only thing that seemed to happen… things got worse. No, we are done. Completely. I’ve moved on, happily.
Until now.
Now, I feel afloat and out of control again. Everything seems too bright— too loud. It all grates on my nerves.
A knock on my window has me jumping and I turn to see Aiden standing beside my door with a concerned look on his face. I gaze at him for a moment before I make a move to get out of my car. He steps back but stays hovering as if he needs to protect me from something.
Hell, he probably needs to protect me from myself at this point.
I don’t understand where my head is at, but all I know is I need to think about anything else other than the past.
Before I can second guess myself, I close the car door and grab Aiden’s wrist pulling him towards the house.
“Aurora? Are you alright?”
I shake my head not wanting to talk. Talking meant thinking, and I’m opposed to anything that has to do with thinking right now.
Holding his wrist tightly, I work the front door open. When the lock clicks, I push it open, pulling Aiden in and slamming the door closed without thinking. No thoughts are needed as I lead Aiden to the couch, pushing him onto it. Following him down, I straddle his lap, covering his questions with my lips.
Aiden’s hands shoot up, gripping and squeezing my hips, making me groan.
“Aurora, why are you so insist-?”
“No, no talking now?” Aiden raises an eyebrow.
“Is wanting to talk such a bad thing?”
“It is when I want to fuck you, and you’re being annoying about it,” I huff out.
His chuckle does nothing for my sanity. It was deep and rumbling, and I wanted to bathe in it.
“Do you not want to?”
His hands pull my hips closer. “You know I do. I haven’t been able to say no to you yet, and I doubt I ever will. If you want to fuck, then we’ll fuck. I just wanted to make sure you were okay after that random guy cornered you at the arena.”
I didn’t want to go there or even think about Brian. It’s just too much for me to deal with right now.
I just want to get back to my normal life where my only concern is helping make this damn hockey team a success. Oh, and figure out how to tell Jax I’m screwing his best friend. But somehow, comparatively, those are problems I can handle. Everything else has to wait.
“I’m fine,” I said trying to reassure him that I very much did not want to talk about it.
Leaning forward and brushing my lips over his again seemed to do the trick. “I don’t care about the guy. All I care about is you, me, and this couch.”
Being bold had never been my style until now.
Aiden groans softly before a hand shoots up, gripping the back of my neck and pulling me hard against him. Our kisses turn frantic, and I part my lips easily, letting him slip inside.
His tongue is minty fresh, and I wonder if he brushed his teeth in the locker room just for this.
The thought of him getting ready for me has me clenching with need. I rip my mouth away and scramble from his lap.
“What are you doing?” Aiden asks, still sitting on the couch, his lips slick and hot with his chest rising and falling quickly with each breath. I don’t know why I tried to deny myself before, but Aiden is hot. And he’s even hotter when his gaze follows my hands. I move them to my buttons, opening them. Pausing for a moment, I wait until his gaze slowly slides back up to mine.
“Should I stop?” I asked, playing coy. I knew the answer I wanted, but I wasn’t trying to force him if he truly wasn’t into it. His hands reach out, pulling me back between his parted thighs.
“No. Keep going. I want to see all of you.”
I shiver at his heated words. My hands move quickly, pushing out the button and sliding down my zipper. I shimmy until the fabric falls down my thighs. Aiden’s hands help as I lift my feet to push my jeans away. Rough hands slide over my bare thighs, and I lock my knees to keep from falling down when they skim the edge of my panties.
Before I could think of something to say, fingers grip my thin fabric, sliding them down too.
“I love seeing you like this,” Aiden whispered before leaning forward and brushing his lips across my stomach. It was unlike anything I had felt before, but I know we need to speed things up. Jax was still at practice, but he wouldn’t be there all day.
Wordlessly, I push Aiden back, ignoring his look of confusion. I bend over, this time unzipping his jeans, but instead of moving them down his legs, I reach inside, parting his boxers and reaching for his thick bulge.
“Fuck,” Aiden groans, lifting his hips and helping me free his dick from his pants. He’s thick and hard, and I know from experience he’s going to fuck the life out of me.
“You sure you want this here? Don’t you want to take this to your bed?”
I shake my head, panting with the force of my need. “I want you here, now. I can’t wait.”
I need it. I need to forget everything except what I’m doing now. I reposition myself straddling him again and leaning up just enough to get his cock exactly where I want it.
No other words are necessary as I sigh in pleasure, teasing my opening with his shaft.
I slowly lower my slick cunt onto his length and groan loud and shameless as I split myself on Aiden’s cock.
This position is a new one for us, and the way he fills my stomach feels so good. Gravity helps lower me until I move my hand to his shoulder, squeezing my walls when he slides deeper inside of me.
Hands grab my ass shoving me an inch or so further and I moan at how damn good it feels.
“There you go, princess,” Aiden whispers hotly.
Rocking my hips back and forth as he reaches areas in my stomach I didn’t know were possible whimper escapes me.
“Let me hear how good it feels. It must have been so hard to pretend like you didn’t want this.”
His words are so close to the truth that it makes my head hurt
“Shut up and fuck me.” I don’t want to be logical right now.
Honestly, I don’t want to think about anything other than this dick exploding in me while I come uncontrollably.
I need to be reckless for once instead of always doing what’s expected of me all the time.
“Fuck” Aiden’s eyes grow dark, and his hands grip me tight, bucking me in a rhythm that has my body buzzing.
It’s easy to get lost in the moment and to think that Aiden’s intense stare and tight grip mean more than just sex.
The way he touches me, looks at me - it’s almost like he’s feeling this jumble of emotions too. I know it’s risky to hope for more, but with him so close, I can’t help but wonder if his heart’s racing for the same reasons mine is.
His hips snap upward, and I can’t hold back the cry that tears from my throat. The room fills with the sounds of our passion, my gasps and moans echoing off the walls. Aiden’s thick cock presses deeper, impossibly deep, filling every inch of me. And I swear I can feel him in my chest, my throat, everywhere.
I welcome the challenge, riding him with a newfound determination. Like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull, I use every ounce of strength I have, rolling my hips and grinding down on him.
Each movement sends shockwaves through my body, and I’m lost in the sensation. It’s too much and not enough at the same time, and I never want it to end.
The mix of pleasure and that delicious edge of pain has me squealing, a sound I didn’t even know I could make.
“Just keep making those noises, princess, and I’ll fuck you every way you want me to.”
Something in those words force me to cry out.
“I want this. I want you to fill every inch of me with your big pulsating cock,” I hear myself say, my voice husky and unfamiliar. “Do you want me to come, baby? I’m all yours, Aiden.” I moan, swirling my hips as I rub my clit with my free hand.
I don’t know where this dirty talk is coming from, but it’s like someone else has taken over my body. The words spill out, making me blush even as they send shivers down my spine. Each word makes my insides clench, a mix of embarrassment and raw desire. I need to know I make him feel as hungry for this as I am. This newfound boldness is intoxicating, pushing me further than I’ve ever gone before.
In a moment of pure instinct, my fingers find their way interlacing his hair, gripping tightly. I pull him to me, closing the last bit of space between us. Our lips collide in a kiss that’s equal parts hunger and need. It’s wild, and the wildness is ours.
Raw, unpolished, and absolutely electrifying.
Time stands still, and I wish this moment could stretch on forever. It’s messy, perfect, and I never want it to end. Aiden grabs the front of my neck as he bucks his hips roughly, pulling me close, his breath hot against my ear.
“This sweet pussy is mine…it’s always been mine,” he growls.
My eyes go wide before rolling back as the thrill of his words encapsulate me.
The couch creaks and moans along with us as we race to our finish, edging along in ecstasy. Chills cascade over my limbs, and I can’t form a coherent sentence as he drives his hips to meet mine,
“Aiden I…I’m—“
I’m so close, teetering on the edge of bliss, when—
“What the fuck?!”
Jax’s voice cuts through the haze of pleasure like a knife. I yelp, jolting upright. Aiden’s fingers dig into my hips, and I can’t help the moan that escapes. Oh god, he’s still deep inside me when my eyes lock with Jax’s over Aiden’s shoulder. Jax’sgym bag hits the floor with a thud that seems to echo through the suddenly silent room.
We’re frozen, a deer-in-headlights moment that stretches on forever. Me, straddling Aiden. Aiden, half-naked beneath me. Jax, his expression frozen in wide-eyed horror.
My brain’s on overdrive, but all I can think is, at least I kept my bra on. As if that makes this any less mortifying.
“Jax,” Aiden croaks out as he turns to look at him
And just like that, the spell breaks. Jax’s face does this weird dance - eyes bugging out, mouth opening and closing like a goldfish. He shakes his head like he’s trying to Etch-a-Sketch the image away.
Then he’s gone, the door slamming behind him hard enough to rattle walls.
The bang hangs in the air, leaving us in a weirdly charged.
Silence.