Chapter 25 - Aiden
A iden pounded the elevator’s Door Close button, anxious to get down to the ground floor and out the door to see Olivia. After less than two weeks, he had missed her, but he didn’t want to examine that reality too closely. At that moment, he wanted her in his arms—in his bed.
The elevator finally opened, and he strode through the front door of his building. Aiden looked around until he spotted Olivia standing near her car. Oh, thank fuck . His body physically vibrated with energy at the sight of her. She was there, and he could kiss her.
He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. She looked into his eyes and tilted her head so he could press his lips to hers. The kiss sent a bolt of heat down his torso.
He wanted more. He slowly trailed his hands down her back, traveling along the delicate curve of her spine until he was cupping her ass, pulling her closer.
Olivia pulled back suddenly, and he could hear her taking air in alongside his own ragged breathing .
“Upstairs?” she asked.
He was both relieved and amped. “Yeah.”
Aiden grabbed Olivia's overnight bag and guided her across the lobby’s marble floors to the elevators and waited for the doors to open. He casually caressed her neck while they waited, circling his fingertips at the base of her hairline, and was rewarded with her shiver.
He strategically placed himself behind Olivia as the elevator opened to let out an elegantly dressed older couple. He wondered if they noticed the flush on Olivia’s face. The thought activated a primal possessiveness in his brain. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Aiden turned and pressed his body to Olivia’s, her back firm against the rear wall of the elevator. He kissed her neck and couldn’t stop touching her everywhere. His hands roamed her contours, cupping her breasts, then feeling the fullness of her ass in his palms.
Her moan vibrated against his lips. Without thinking, he moved his hands behind Olivia’s thighs and lifted. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Her softness pressed against his hardness, and she moved against him, tilting her pelvis up and down. He growled his frustration at the clothes keeping their bodies apart. Olivia bit her lower lip, seeming to fight back a laugh.
The elevator dinged, making both of them jump. Without thinking, he twirled around and put her back to his front, arms around her chest, holding her tight to keep her warmth against him.
When they discovered the ding had only announced their floor, Aiden guided Olivia forward out of the elevator and down the hallway to his apartment door .
In seconds, they were inside. He tossed his keys on the counter, kicked off his shoes, and pulled her by the hand to his bedroom.
“I'm hoping you want this as bad as I do,” he said, “but tell me if you want to slow down.”
“No, yeah, yes. I want this. Badly.” Olivia’s heavy-lidded eyes mirrored her words.
Aiden entered her space again as soon as they crossed the threshold to his bedroom, not bothering to close the door behind them. His hands trailed up her hips, and he grabbed her dress hem. Olivia lifted her arms so he could pull it over her head. His eyes moved from her face to the burgundy bra covering her perfect breasts.
He kissed her through the lace of her bra, remembering her pleasure. Olivia gripped his shoulders, shuddering, and he wanted to howl his satisfaction.
He trailed kisses down her chest to her stomach, to her navel, and down until he was kneeling, ready to worship at the altar of her sex, this beautiful goddess who had opened herself to him.
He moved his hand up her inner thigh, grazing her gently. The touch was fleeting as he slowly pulled her panties down over her hips until they were freed. He let them slip through his fingers as they fell to the floor. He wanted Olivia to spread open for him, so he could see all of her hidden spaces. Moving forward on his knees, hands on her hips, he gently guided her to the chair in the corner of his bedroom. Her knees splayed open for him. He paused to take in her beautiful, perfect sex.
Moving forward, he kissed her inner thighs, first one, then the other. She trembled, and he pulled back.
“Is this okay?” he asked.
“Yes, please.” He could hear the pleading in her voice .
Her body jolted in response to the first lick of his tongue, and he heard her inhale a shaky “Uhn.” He buried his face against her, taking in the scent of her, and she relaxed into this touch. He tasted and sucked. Placing a finger at her wet entrance, he circled the edge of her core before pressing into her. He moved his fingers to help her find her internal release as he continued to work her external pleasure with his mouth.
As the tension in her body built, she dug her hands into his hair, and her hips rocked, moving against his mouth. She moaned and begged. “Oh god, fuck, yes, please, yes, Aiden. Oh my god.”
He felt like a fucking hero when her inner walls tightened around his fingers and she screamed into his bedroom.
Her body collapsed back, completely open, any lingering self-consciousness washed away by the pulsating waves of her orgasm. He pulled his head back to watch the ecstasy on her face, her head thrown back against the chair, lips parted, hair wildly strewn about over her shoulders and breasts. As he took in the stunning sight, he gently stroked her until her body was sated.
She lifted her head to meet his gaze and licked her dry lips. He was dying to have her now.
She leaned forward and motioned for him to stand. Reaching forward, she unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down his hips until he could step out of them. He was perfectly placed for her to put her lips against his sensitive tip, giving him a kiss and licking once before pulling away. The muscles in his thighs went rigid.
“Fuck, I want to be inside of you now, Olivia. Please, now.”
She stood, holding him in her hand, and kissed him deeply. His tongue thrust in and out of her mouth as she stroked him. He pushed her back onto his bed, savoring the sight of her body against his blankets before pulling away to grab a condom from his nightstand.
Olivia gazed at his hands as he slipped on the condom. Responding to the desire flickering in her eyes, he stroked himself slowly as he made his way back to her.
Climbing on the bed next to her, he turned her onto her side, his front to her back, and placed himself at the rear of her entrance. She pushed back against him and reached down between her legs to guide him inside. He was overcome by the sensation of her soft, wet heat holding tightly around him as he entered her from behind.
“Uhhh.” They collectively sighed at the pleasure created by connecting their bodies once again. Olivia looked back over her shoulder at Aiden and smiled devilishly.
He was finding his rhythm when Olivia began pulsing around him.
“Oh fuck, Olivia, you’re going to make me come.”
“Isn’t that the goal?” she teased through her own quiet moans of pleasure.
“My pride says otherwise,” he grunted. Trying to hold on, he set his jaw in determination.
In one fluid motion, he rolled her over so she was on top, draped over him, her back to his chest. Aiden moved inside her once again from below, but this time with more control. He slid one hand down her stomach, over her soft mound, until his fingers were against her, massaging to help her find her climax once more. She reached back and clutched the bedding, and he was pleased to be creating dissatisfaction when she had been content moments before .
“Oh, shit. Aiden. Again?”
“Yes, again, Olivia!”
She did. The thread snapped, and once again, she shook until her body went limp against his, laying atop him so he could caress every part of her. He turned her once more, this time more slowly, so he didn’t interrupt her pleasure. Now she was beneath him, her face turned to the side against his smooth pillow, stomach to the bed. He found his rhythm again inside her, and she moved her hips back and forth. He came hard inside her, his body convulsing in pleasure. He groaned against her cheek, taking in deep breaths of her sweet lavender scent.
He collapsed down onto her, trying to offset some of his weight onto the mattress while also feeling her soft, warm body beneath him. After a moment, Aiden rolled to the side so they were nose to nose. He kissed her softly on the lips, and her eyelids fluttered open.
“That was…” He tried to find words to express the gratitude overwhelming his chest cavity for all of her but couldn’t find any worth uttering.
“Yeah, I know…”
“We should do that again sometime.”
“Yeah, it’d be a pity not to.”
They lay there, close enough to feel each other’s breath, and he drew circles on her back.
“As much as I don't want to leave this bed, I owe you a proper date.”
“That’s okay, I don’t mind,” she said through a yawn.
“No, no, we have to get up. I insist on showing you a good time outside this room. ”
Olivia smiled warmly. “If you insist .”
“I definitely do,” he said.
“Okay, but let me shower first. Also, can you make me some coffee? I don’t think I’m going to make it anywhere without some caffeine.”
“Yes.” He smiled, kissed her nose, and they bumbled their way out of bed to his ensuite bathroom.