Aiden mumbles something that I don’t catch or care to ask him to repeat. I kiss the same spot that makes his dick jerk against me. I suckle on the skin, intent on leaving behind a hickey.
He says something again, his voice louder, but the words fade as I zone in on making him moan again. I want him to whimper my name and praise me for doing a good job.
“Nova,please,” he whimpers. He grips my ass in a bruising hold, and I’m not sure if it’s a warning or a plea.
A wave of dizziness slams into me, and I mewl against his throat, my body moving on its own and seeking relief. I want to see his tanned skin bruised and marked by me. They’ll be great for the pictures, but deep down, I want?—
“Fuck,” Aiden growls. His hand fists my hair. A whimper slips past my bruised lips as he jerks my head away from his throat and forces me to look at him. Aiden’s stormy eyes narrow, his pupils blown and his lips parting with every harsh breath. “No hickeys.”
“Why not?” I straighten into a sitting position on his waist. “It’ll be great for the?—”
Aiden’s fingers tighten in my hair, and he jerks me closer to him. “No. Hickeys.”
I wince at the pinch on my scalp. He immediately loosens his hold, a flash of regret crossing his features.
“I’m sorry, pretty girl.” He swallows hard and smooths his palm over my head, then sits up. “I think we’ve got all the pictures we need.”
I tug at a strand of hair at my nape. “I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?”
He huffs a laugh and sweeps his tattooed fingers through his messy silver hair, shoving the longer strands out of his face. Then he cuts a look in my direction. “No. You didn’t. You were great. It’s . . .” He swallows hard and grabs me by the waist and lifts me off him, then sets me on the bed. “I have rules, and I never break them.”
“The ones you mentioned earlier?”That center around sex?
He nods and slips off the bed. With his back facing me, he adjusts his shorts and peeks at me over his shoulder. “We’re gonna take a quick break while I shower and get ready for the day. Don’t answer that guy’s text, okay? Make him wait.”
“Okay.” My eyebrows pinch together. His mood changed in the snap of a finger after all the flirting and dirty talk. I did something, and it can’t be about the rules. There’s something else he’s not telling me.
Aiden grabs his phone, then disappears into our joined bathroom and shuts the door behind him.
I drop backward onto the mattress, my pillow catching my fall, and I stare at the glowing pink ceiling. My lips still tingle from his kisses, the ghost of his bruising touch remaining on my waist and ass as a stark reminder of how I allowed my brother to touch me. And how I enjoyed every second of it.
I touch my bottom lip. It’s still sensitive and bruised from his kisses.
“No hickeys. It’s part of my rules.”
Now I’m curious about what other rules he has.
I shake my head. It’s none of my business, and I refuse to break the no-sex rule with him.
The shower switches on, and I glance at the closed bathroom door.
I wonder what else Aiden has planned for us.
TEN
AIDEN
Copper coatsmy tongue from biting my bottom lip so hard. I don’t want Nova hearing me moan, let alone whimper, as I stroke my cock at a maddening pace. I’m on fire. She doused me in gasoline the moment she kissed me back, and she struck the dreaded match when she kissed my throat. I broke three rules for that girl, and I’m afraid I’ll break more if things keep going the way they are.
No kissing. I went into it with a smile on my fucking face and hard as steel because she is my kryptonite.
No hickeys. I blacked out for a moment while she suckled the skin on my throat and was seconds away from busting in my shorts. I toyed with allowing her to continue, but reality slammed into me, reminding mewhyI have the rules in the first place.
No catching feelings. I broke this one long ago when I realized that I’m in love with Nova.
Cold water sluices down my body but does nothing to cool my overheated skin or soften my erection. Droplets mix with the tears streaming down my cheeks, removing evidence of me crying like a little bitch.
I do this to myself. I keep my feelings for her held close to my chest for fear of being left for someone better. And there’s someone better for her out there.
