I latch onto the praise, the endearment awakening a secret part within me. I’m wet, so fucking wet for this kind, sweet, devilish man. My fingers sift through his hair, tugging on his scalp, and Aiden lets out a growl.
“If there weren’t any cameras here,” he continues, lips blazing a tantalizing path down the column of my throat, “if there wasn’t an audience watching us…”
“What would you do?” I ask. It’s a prod and a push, a nudge to get him to be specific in his verbal pursuit. It’s how we got here in the first place, a move I do not regret.
“I’d take your bra off. I’d slide your underwear down next, taking my time until you were naked and at my mercy. Then, I’d worship your body. I’d wrap your legs around my neck and bury my face between your thighs.” His thumb catches on my bottom lip, pulling it down. “I’m starving, and I want to feast on you.”
I’m going to detonate. I’m alight with nerves, seconds away from combusting as lust and desire rattle my brain.
“You like my body?”
I need to hear it again, to know that the first time wasn’t a fluke, designed so we’d end up here.
Aiden pulls back to look at me, eyes hooded. “No. I fucking love your body. It deserves to be worshiped and adored. These hips.” He runs his hands up my thighs, snapping the waistband of my underwear against my skin. “Your chest.” His eyes dip to the straps of my top. The right side has slid down, hooking near my elbow. “I want to lay you out and study you, Maggie, committing every line and dip and curve to memory so I can confirm my suspicions. Every inch of you is beautiful. And if you were mine, I’d remind you of that every second of every day. Through my words. With my hands. With my mouth. With my eyes. Repeatedly, until the message stuck.”
“You’re making me want to forget that we’re never going to see each other again.” I roll my hips and Aiden drops his forehead to my shoulder, groaning, a soft sound I scoop up. Somewhere, a camera clicks. Somewhere, a light moves, shifting from bright to dark, the ambiance changing. Somewhere, another brick falls, and another, and another, and another. Seven billion people in the world, and all I see is him.
“I think I’m seconds away from kissing you,” he whispers into the shell of my ear.
“Do it,” I answer.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. A single word, about to change everything. His mouth hovers above mine, waiting for me to pull back.
I don’t.
I lean in further, a hair’s breadth away from him. My lips part in invitation, and there’s only milliseconds before he crashes into me, devouring me whole.
Aiden Wood kisses like a man possessed, someone living their last day on Earth. The kiss isn’t gentle. It’s rough and wild, a tornado of limbs, the scrape of teeth, the swipe of tongues. My arms drape around his neck, tugging him closer. He huffs out a chuckle. His left hand cups my cheek and his right slides under my ass.
There’s the temptation to ask him to keep going. To slip under the material and see how wet I am. To not stop, but take and take andtake. His hand moves from my cheek to my rib, large palm splayed out over my stomach. An opportunity is being presented to me, and I jump on it.
“I haven’t been keeping track of your game.”
“No?” Aiden asks. “Something distracting you?”
“You could say that. If I had to guess, though, you have one question left.” I pull away so I can look him in the eyes. “What’s it going to be?”
There’s no hesitation, no pause to consider what he might want to ask. It’s quick, the idea already in his head.
“Would you like to come to my house after this? I can’t lie and say that I haven’t felt something between us, because I have. And I don’t want it to end soon.”
There it is.
And, as quick as he asks, I answer.
“Yes. I need you, Aiden. Badly.”
His mouth moves to my neck and bare shoulder. “You should know what you’re getting into if you come back to my place. I’m going to want more. Everything. All of it, Maggie. All of you. Do you still want to say yes?”
I nod my head so fast, my neck cramps up. “Yes. A thousand times yes.”
“Thank god. I need to get you out of these clothes immediately.”
“But we’re in agreement about no relationships, right?”
