I glance out the window watching the rain smear across the city. Night’s coming down hard. I haven’t seen Johnny for a few hours. That should relax me, but it doesn’t. A man like him disappears for a reason.
Aro’s been hiding in her room all day. Things are still off between us, and I don’t know how to fix them. Doesn’t help that all I can think about is that kiss. Her lips on mine. The taste of her. How it wrecked me... I’ll never recover.
Carrying a plate of snacks I threw together, I head for her room with my peace offering in hand. Johnny let me out of the apartment yesterday, which pissed Aro off even more. What shedoesn’t know is I used that time to grab her favorites: chips, dips, candy, and more.
I’m about to knock when I hear it—a soft moan. I freeze. Listening closer, I can make out a faint buzzing. Her breathy sigh.
Jesus Christ. This woman.
Quietly, I set the tray down and twist the knob. The door gives, opening soundlessly.
And there she is.
Laid out on the bed, naked, eyes closed, vibrator pressed to her clit. My throat dries out. My cock’s already at attention. I step inside and shut the door behind me.
She arches on a moan, panting. Her free hand moves up to tease her nipple, and then she cries out, coming hard. Beautiful.
I move closer, and she turns her head, eyes dark, a wicked smile tugging at her lips.
“Knew you were a voyeur, perv.”
“Only for you, Baby.” My gaze drops to the toy in her hand. “Where’d that come from?”
“Bedside table. It was still in the packaging. Figured I’d help myself.”
That fucker…I highly doubt Johnny provides sex toys for all his guests.
“Mmm.” I hum low. “And did it help?”
“Somewhat,” she teases.
“‘Somewhat’ isn’t good enough.” My voice drops. “Turn it back on. Press it to your clit.”
Her eyes light up. With no hesitation she switches it on, sliding it slowly down her stomach.
She moans the second it hits her again.
“Fuck, Aro.” My breath’s ragged. There’s not enough oxygen in this room.
“Yeah?” she taunts. “Get over here and touch me.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I climb up on the bed between her spread thighs, eyes on the toy in her hand. It’s a standard wand. Three buttons. I thumb through them, changing the pattern, grinning when her body jolts beneath me.
“Keep it right there, Baby,” I murmur. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.”
I kiss up her thigh, slow and torturous. She gasps, arching when I near her heat, but I pull away to repeat the path on the other side.
“Sean,” she whines. I laugh against her skin.
Then I grip her ass with both hands and dive right in, tongue fucking her deep. She yells and writhes, hips rolling, breath broken. The vibe keeps her teetering, alternating short and long pulses that won’t let her fall.
I moan against her, her taste flooding my mouth.
“Oh God!” she cries when I quicken the pace.
I feel her legs tighten, her walls clench. Then, I stop completely.
