I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt and slide them underneath it, and the second I touch his hard abdomen, I feel him quiver underneath my fingertips. A powerful feeling rushes through me, knowing how Aiden’s body is responding to my touch. My kiss. My scent and taste and everything about me.
Just as I’m responding to him.
Aiden tears his mouth away from my neck and rips his shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor. Then our mouths are fused together again, and I feel his hard, muscular chest press against my breasts. I slip one hand in between us, reaching for the waistband of his black athletic pants. I dip lower, slipping my fingers inside his pants and skimming the top of his boxer-briefs.
Then I flip the table on consent.
“May I touch you?” I ask, breathing my question across his lips in a whisper.
Aiden begins shaking. “If you do, I might explode, Scarlett. I want you so bad, I’m barely hanging on.”
I’ve never had a man want me like this. It’s urgent and desperate, and Aiden is holding on by a thread.
I kiss him back, but instead of touching him, I quickly lower his waistband, desperate to get to him. Aiden kisses me harder, his mouth attacking mine, and I feel his hands move to my jeans, fumbling with the zipper. Then his hands go to my hips, jerking the fabric down, and I stop to help him. When they’re off, Aiden removes his own pants, standing before me in his boxer-briefs. I suck in a breath when I see his athletic body fully for the first time. There are muscles on top of muscles, with massive thighs built by skating and ripped abdominals with beautiful, defined cuts tapering into that hot V-shape. He has powerful, developedshoulders. Biceps and strong forearms with the veins running through his pale skin.
And when I take in his black boxer-briefs?
He’s massive.
Aiden’s eyes roam over my body, devouring every inch of me as I stand before him in skimpy, black lace panties. I’m shaking from the way he’s looking at me.
From knowing what he wants to do to me.
His mouth crashes back down on mine, his hands in my hair, his hardness pressing into me now and causing me to throb in anticipation. In a flash, he has me pinned to the sofa, his hot skin on mine, kissing me so passionately I can barely breathe. Aiden’s fingertips move to my panties, quickly pulling down on the elastic.
“Do I need a condom?” he asks, kissing me again before I can answer.
“No,” I say between kisses. “I’m on the pill. And I’ve been tested recently.”
“Me too.”
Then he stops. Aiden’s hands still and he pushes himself up, gazing down at me. He pauses to catch his breath, and then his eyes meet mine.
“Scarlett, are you sure?” he asks, his gray eyes questioning. “You’re ready to do this? I’ll stop if this isn’t right.”
My throat grows thick. Aiden is barely keeping himself together. He’s desperate for me, he knows I want this, but he’s stopping to makesureI’m okay.
I’m so falling in love with you, I think as I put my hand to his face. As soon as I touch him, his eyes flutter closed before opening again.
“I want this,” I say firmly. “I want you, Aiden. Don’t wait. I want this just as much as you do.”
His gaze doesn’t waver, but I see something shift in his eyes. The passion has been replaced by reverence.
I fight to keep tears from forming in my eyes as he lowers his mouth to kiss me again, not with the ferocity there was before, but with emotion. I kiss him back in the same way, and then I feel his hand slip between us, his fingertips stroking over the top of my panties. I gasp, all my muscles painfully throbbing now for release, and I can feel him smiling against my mouth.
“You’re ready for me,” he murmurs against my lips. “Christ, you’re so hot. I can’t wait to feel you around me.”
“Do it,” I beg. “I need you. Iwantyou.”
Aiden slips a finger underneath my panties, and just as he’s about to touch me, I grab his wrist and stop him.
“No. You,” I plead. “Please, Aiden. I need to feelyou.”
He groans. “God, Scarlett, I’m barely going to make it!”
I quickly grasp his boxer-briefs, frantically pulling them down. He discards them and then practically rips off my panties. Aiden settles back between my legs, and in one powerful move, we’re together.
A loud gasp escapes my lips, and Aiden looks down at me, his breaths coming quickly. I’m beginning to spiral now, and I need the release only this man can give me.
