Page 27 of Just One More Time


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The sound reminded him of her noises when they made love and Aiden’s dick hardened with the memory.

“Would you like one?”she asked, holding out the box to him.

He wanted something much sweeter than chocolate.He wanted the delicious satisfaction of being with Brooke.At the thought, desire pumped through his veins.

He nodded anyway.“I’d love one.But… I can’t grab it with my wrapped hands.”He lied, and he was pretty sure she knew that, something she confirmed with a shake of her head and an amused smirk.“Feed me.”

She lifted another chocolate from the box and held it up to his mouth.

Holding her gaze, he parted his lips, and as she slid the chocolate in he swiped his tongue over her fingers.Her breath hitched, and she leaned close.Only inches separated them, the warmth of her body and her light coconut scent overwhelming him.

Swallowing the chocolate, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss that turned his desire into something deeper, a need to be inside her with a desperation he’d never felt before.

Breaking their connection, he looked deep into her eyes.“Come to my bed, Brooke.”

Chapter Sixteen

Brooke had alwaysbeen an overthinker, as Jared pointed out to her.Someone slow to make decisions, always considering every angle, trying to predict the outcome before committing to a course of action.In business, it had proven to be a useful trait.

In her personal life, not so much.

So, as Aiden waited for her to decide if she’d join him in bed, she remembered Jared’s advice.

Have some fun, Brooke.

This probably wasn’t what he had in mind, but she decided to take his words to heart.She was tired of worrying about what would happen, of letting the hurt from the past hold her back in the present.She’d shut off her brain and go with what her heart and body wanted.

Shaking, she nodded, and Aiden wrapped an arm around her waist, leading her to his room.

No sooner had they entered the bedroom than he kicked the door closed and pulled her into his arms, the bandages on his hands not slowing him down.If he were in pain, he didn’t show it.Instead, he cupped her face in his palms, and his mouth came down on hers.His tongue forced its way through her barely parted lips and he kissed her.She willingly went along for the ride.

Reaching down, he pulled up her black dress and she helped him maneuver it over her head.He might not worry about his palms but she clearly did.

Aiden stepped back and admired her, his eyes gleaming as he took in her black lace bra and matching panties.She hadn’t dressed with him in mind but she was glad now that she loved sexy underwear.

“Fuck, Brooke.Take your bra off, sweetheart.That, I can’t do.”

She nodded and reached behind her to unhook the clasps, then let the garment slide to the floor.He’d used the time to take off his shirt and unbutton his pants.

“Panties next,” he said, his gaze steady on her body.

She liked how he ordered her around in the bedroom.Hooking her thumbs into the sides of her underwear, she wriggled them down her legs, aware that he was removing his slacks and boxer briefs at the same time.She kicked them aside and stood naked before him.

“You’re gorgeous,” he said in a gruff voice.

Her gaze slid to his long, thick erection and she swallowed a moan.

He stepped toward her, grasping her hips and easing her back until her knees hit the edge of the mattress and she fell onto the bed.

He followed, his body coming over hers.“Do you know how often I’ve wanted you in bed with me?Any bed?”he asked, his voice rough with desire.“I thought about it every night we were apart.”

“As much as I did?”she asked.

He braced himself over her, rolling his hips forward until his erection glided over her clit.She let out a moan and he grinned, then bent his head and swirled his tongue around one hard nipple.

Arching her back, she cried out, feeling the pulsing need deep in her sex.She grabbed his hair, holding him in place.He bit down lightly on her nipple, then began to lavish her breasts with attention, licking, sucking, nibbling, back and forth between each.

She’d never come from breast play alone, but for the first time, she thought she could.Of course, it would be this man to bring her to the edge.