I had sex with Aiden. Not only did I sleep with him, but that man threw me around like I weighed nothing. He fucked me until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. He praised me throughout, treating me the same way he does outside of the bedroom.
He whispered sweet words the whole time. Sweet anddirtythings, all while reverently stroking my skin and playing with my bigger parts. He got me to come so hard I saw Jesus, who gaveme a thumbs up and booted me back to earth to do it all over again.
Now I understand why Aiden made the no-feelings rule.
Orgasms are the quickest way to a heart, and I stand by that statement after a night with him. It’s easy to confuse lust with love. No wonder he needed my help to make those women leave him alone. With his stamina and selflessness in bed, it’s not difficult to get attached.
Aiden’s arm slips underneath the sheet and tangles around me. He settles his hand on my stomach and squeezes, sending a good type of shiver through me. He curls against my backside and kisses the back of my neck.
My eyes fall shut, and sleep draws me into its foggy embrace.
“Get some rest, pretty girl,” Aiden whispers, and twirls a lock of my hair around his finger. “I need to leave for a while, but I’ll be back later.”
“Where are you going?” I fight to stay awake just to hear his answer.
“Safe-house.” He releases me, taking his warmth with him as he moves off the bed.
He says something, but sleep takes hold of me, and I can’t make it out.
When I wake up again, the sunlight is no longer shining directly into the window, and the spot behind me is cold and empty. I stretch and bury my face in Aiden’s pillow, breathing in his concentrated scent.
My stomach does the weird flip again, like butterflies are fluttering inside it.
I grin.
It’s just post-sex endorphins confusing me into thinking they’re actual feelings for my brother. But thank God I know better.
Did Aiden feel giddy like this with the other women the morning after?
I frown and shake my head. Nope. Scratch that question. Not going to think about him sleeping with other women while we have this thing going on between us.
Did he feel just as relaxed, and even excited about me, when he woke up this morning? Or has he slept around so much that he’s become jaded to the feeling?
My cheeks flush, and I glance at his side of the bed. He’s been running from intimacy for a long time now, and he didn’t deny it when I pointed it out to him. Aiden made sure I faced away from him while he fucked me. After our first time together, he used condoms and took them off long enough to come on me while murmuring praises.
It’s for the best.
As long as I don’t catch feelings for him, then it’ll be fine.We’llbe fine.
I crawl out of bed, gather my clothes and phone, and duck inside the bathroom to do my business and clean up. After a quick shower and dressing in comfortable clothes, I head to the kitchen to make a smoothie.
While waiting for the blender to stop its cycle, I check my phone and find two new messages from Brandon.
They’ve already been opened.
I frown.
Maybe I read them at some point this morning while out of it. It’s happened before when I was half asleep, reading text messages and never responding.
Brandon
you up?
how did it go last night? Did you break up with the boy toy?
I type out a quick response to him and hit send. The Delivered receipt flips to Read.
It went great, and no, I didn’t break up with my boyfriend.
