Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Aiden
I 'd reached for her again and again throughout the night, overwhelmed every time that she was there, reaching back for me. I knew it was wrong, that I’d jumped into bed without a safety line.
She hadn’t agreed to my friends-with-benefits idea.
She’d looked appalled at the suggestion on the dance floor.
But it felt too good to regret anything now.
Snuggled up against me, her perfect ass warmed my cock, I wrapped my arm around her, my thumb lazily circling a nipple as I kissed her shoulder. She moaned sleepily and I slid my hand down her stomach and between her legs. I knew she had finally woken up when she began to respond.
She let out a deep throaty breath that almost did me in. “Don’t you ever rest?”
I lifted her leg and placed it on top of my own, repositioning her. “You go ahead and take a nap. I’ll do all the work,” I said as I slid in.
Her giggle was cut short on a groan. She reached back, her small hand grabbing my ass, pulling me more firmly against her.
I slid one arm under her so I could play with a nipple while my other hand slipped between her legs.
Her breath was coming faster. I could feel her tighten around me before she exploded, taking me with her.
When I woke again, the room was light and the other side of the bed was empty. Where did she go? Her bathroom door was open and the light was off. I slid out of bed, picked up the clothes I’d strewn around her room and dressed before continuing my search downstairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, I heard soft, happy singing coming from the kitchen. I followed the sound, stopping and leaning against the doorway, watching Katie sing and dance her way across the kitchen. Hot damn. She was making us pancakes.
“Smells great.”
At my words, she jumped, spinning around, a ladle clutched to her chest.
I walked in slowly. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.
” I leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose.
Her cheeks pinked, making me want to throw her over my shoulder and carry her back up to that purple room.
I needed food, though, so I tabled that idea for later in favor of pancakes. “Those smell good. Pumpkin?”
“Pumpkin and chocolate chip.” She smiled shyly, turning back around to the stove.
I intended to sit down and wait, happily watch her cook, but that shyness needed to be dealt with. I stepped up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, kissing her neck. “You’re my new favorite way to wake up.”
She tilted her head, giving me room to play. She was wearing a robe, and now that I had my hands on her, I could feel nothing underneath the robe. I’d need to take advantage of that. After breakfast, because those pancakes smelled great.
She pushed her butt back, trying to get me to stop crowding her so she could cook. It didn’t have the desired effect. I’d intended to retreat, but then her soft, unrestrained ass was brushing against my crotch and I was rethinking waiting.
“Sit, sit, sit. I’m cooking over here!” She swung an elbow, so I stepped back.
I poured a cup of coffee and sat down. Watching her too closely gave me ideas, so I looked out the back window instead. “Should we be concerned that Pops is walking this way?”
“What?” She squeaked, glancing down at herself and around the kitchen. She looked like she was getting ready to hide in the pantry closet.
I laughed as she went on tiptoe to look out the window. Panic turning to confusion. Confusion slowly turning to outrage. I laughed harder.
“That’s not funny!” She stomped back to the stove, grumbling, “Damn man.” She flipped pancakes and then pointed to her pantry. “The cereal is in there. Go make yourself a bowl. No pancakes for you!”
I moved quietly across the room. I felt her jump when my arms slid around her again.
I leaned forward and kissed her neck, nibbling up to her ear.
My hands skated over her ribcage until each held an unrestrained breast. “I’m very sorry.
” I sucked her earlobe while pinching her nipples. I felt her jolt again. “Am I forgiven?”
She groaned, leaning into me. “What?”
I grinned against her neck, sliding a hand inside her robe. “Can I have some pancakes?”
“Hmm?” It took her a second before she stood straight and shook me off. “Damn it! Stop that. I’m cooking over here, and you just made me burn this batch.” She used her spatula to pick up all three pancakes and drop them into the trash. “Those were yours.”
I sat back down. “You have an evil streak.”
She brought a plate to me a moment later. “Fine. You can eat.”
“So gracious.” I reached for the syrup, drizzling where I would normally drown, not wanting to cover up the taste of her food.
She joined me a moment later with her own plate of pancakes.
I slid the syrup bottle across the table to her.
She stared at the bottle for a moment before giving a slight shake of her head and picking it up.
“What?” I took a bite of pancake, and sweet, tangy deliciousness exploded in my mouth. I might have groaned. It would have been appropriate.
She smiled, pleased with my reaction. “Nothing. I intended to pour the syrup into a gravy boat or something, so I could heat it up. Gran would be annoyed with me for having a cold syrup bottle on the table.”
It was hard to stop eating to respond, but I forced myself. “Eat. They’re perfect.” I watched her take a tentative, assessing bite of pancake. I grinned when her eyes lit up. “Right?”
We ate silently, each lost in thought. As I finished, though, my thoughts took a decidedly carnal turn. I watched her finish, slid back in my chair, and crooked a finger. She stared at me, unimpressed. “I’m trying to thank you for breakfast, woman. Come over here.”
“I can hear just fine from here.” Her expression was blank, but her eyes were laughing at me.
I noisily slid the table to the side so there was nothing between us. “Damn it. Will you get over here please?”
“I don’t see why.”
I leaned forward, grabbed the legs of her chair, and slid her to me, pleased I had her closer to where I wanted her.
She crossed her arms. “What?”
I brushed her robe off one knee so I could touch her skin, my fingers lightly trailing over and around her leg.
I never took my eyes off her face, gauging her reactions.
She took a deep, slow breath, continuing to feign disinterest. I brushed her robe off her other knee, both hands caressing her thighs.
I watched her eyes dilate as my fingers explored under her robe.
She shifted in her chair, just a subtle adjustment, but one that widened the space between her legs.
My thumbs brushed across her inner thighs, back and forth, until they found what they were looking for.
Katie’s arms lost their tension, dropping to her sides.
My thumbs parted her, sliding up and down, slick.
My fingers tightened around her thighs, pulling her forward so I could explore her more easily.
Her breathing had changed to shallow pants, her eyes sleepy as she watched me.
I slid one thumb inside her while the other circled.
She was gorgeous to watch, but I couldn’t wait.
I dropped to my knees, needing to taste her.
My tongue explored. When I felt her clench, her orgasm rolling through her, I unzipped and pulled a condom from my back pocket.
She was so adorably spent, she barely noticed when I untied her robe and brushed it off her shoulders.
I pulled her off the chair and brought her down on top of me.
She climaxed again. I grabbed her ass, holding it to me as I pumped into her.
She leaned back, her hands gripping my shoulders as I took her breast in my mouth.
She squirmed, moaning. My thumb circled between her legs again as our mating became more frantic.
When I felt her tighten and shake, I let go, groaning. God, she was perfect. Just so damn perfect. I held her to me, never wanting to let go, never wanting her any place than where she was right now.
After a few minutes, I tried to get up.
“What... Why?” She snuggled into me, her head on my shoulder. “Comfy.”
“Shower.” I kissed her cheek. “Do I need to carry you, or can you move under your own steam?”
Her voice was soft and sleepy. “No steam. Steamless. Must carry.”
My thigh muscles were already a little shaky, but I powered through and stood. Climbing the stairs was particularly interesting. But by the time we reached the top, she wasn’t sleepy and I had different ideas about the shower.