“I love how we fit perfectly together, as if the universe designed us to be just like this.” He lowers his voice, and I barely hear him mutter, “Like you were made to always be mine.”
My eyelashes flutter, and I peek at him. Words of affection cling to my tongue, yet I can’t force them out. No matter how sweet he is, no matter how he’s praising me, the last barrier guarding my heart stands.
It’s just sex talk. He knows I’m struggling with my self-esteem, so he’s using this moment to build me up with pretty words—pretty,emptywords.
Aiden brushes his fingers through the hair framing my face. Damp strands cling to my forehead, which he tucks behind my ear. He kisses the corner of my jaw, his shaky breaths fanning against my overheated skin.
I can’t look away from our reflection. My gaze sweeps over the side of his face, then to his hands, where his fingers bruise my thighs as he holds me in place. He rams his cock into my spasming core while my stomach jiggles with every bounce.
I never thought watching myself while fucking would turn me on. Yet, it’s Aiden’s reverent expression and how he holds me like I’m both precious and driving him mad with need that makes this so enjoyable.
My inner walls flutter, and I moan as my climax builds. Tension coils in my stomach, threatening to snap at any moment.
“You see now why I call you my pretty girl?” Aiden lifts his head and smirks. “You’re fucking stunning, Nova. You’re so soft and pliant for my rough, worshipping touches. And the expressions you make . . .fuck, especially the one you’re making right now. It’s enough to make me come inside you. My pretty girl.”
My lips part with a strangled moan. I tip over the edge and rock my hips, desperate for more. He tightens his grip on me, stopping me from taking control and changing the pace.
Aiden whimpers, “You’vealways been my type. I wantedyouand only you.”
He lifts me off his cock, and cum spurts from the tip and lands on the small of my back. His deep groans fill the room, and he mutters my name, reigniting the fire in my belly.
I slump against his chest and close my eyes, basking in the remnants of the high from the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Aiden eases backward and maneuvers us onto our sides, where he curls against my back. He throws his arm over my waist and settles his palm over my stomach.
Our harsh breathing fills the quiet room, and post climax clarity descends on me like an elephant sitting on my chest.
We broke a rule when we made the deal. I’m not mad about it, and nothing feels weird between us, which is more important to me. As long as we don’t catch feelings, everything will be fine. I mean, I wanted to make a deal with him anyway and learn a few things in the bedroom for when I get?—
“I can hear the gears turning in your head. What are you thinking about?” Aiden squeezes his arm around me in a hug, then kisses my nape.
I roll onto my other side to face him. He pushes up onto his elbow, cupping his jaw with his palm and drawing invisible shapes on my waist with his other hand.
“So,” I say awkwardly.
His lips twitch. “So.”
I avert my gaze and squirm under his piercing stare. I long to touch him, but I don’t want to break any more of his rules.
“I’m guessing we have a deal, then?” I mumble.
His strokes pause, and his eyebrows furrow before smoothing out. It was quick, and I might have missed it if I hadn’t been paying attention.
“A deal . . . as in the type of deals I make?” he asks carefully.
I nod.
A flash of emotion crosses his features, too fast for me to catch what’s going through his head. “If that’s what you want.”
“Same rules?”
He hesitates, and I can see the gears turning in his mind through his eyes. He nods, and a wicked smile creeps onto his face. “Yeah. Except for one.”
I blink. “Which one?”
Aiden shoves me onto my back and cages me in with his arms. He swoops down and growls, “Kissing.” Then his mouth slants over mine.
TWENTY-FIVE
AIDEN
