His cock twitched as he relived the deliciousness of the past few minutes, and he reached for her waist to pull her to him. “Your turn now—”
But she slithered out of his grasp and leaped from the bed, snatching her shirt from the floor. “No, that’s okay,” she said, her voice thick. “That was— That was fun, but you should go.”
Wait, what?“Not okay. I want to do for you what you just did for me.” He gave her his best lopsided smile, the one that worked on women in bars and servers at restaurants and old ladies in line at the grocery store.
It didn’t work on Thea though. Her expression remained stony, and his smile faded as he sat up. “Hey, I’m really sorry.” And Christ, he was. Both sorry and embarrassed. He pushed his hair off his forehead. “I swear, I’m not usually such a fast finisher. It’s just that you—”
“Yeah, I get it.” She held her shirt in front of her like a shield. “You don’t have to spell it out.”
Aiden was starting to feel like she’d fucked all the smarts out of him because he had no idea why she was upset. He slid across the mattress to sit on the edge of the bed in front of her, which put them almost at eye level. He reached out and rested his hands on her hips, giving her plenty of chance to back away. She stayed put, but she also stayed tense, so he spoke gently. “I’m sex-dumb right now, so talk slowly to me. What’s going on here? Don’t kick me out because I got off too fast.”
A tear leaked from the corner of her eye, and she directed her gaze to the ceiling. “Please stop saying that,” she whispered. “Please just go.”
She wouldn’t look at him. Why wouldn’t she look at him? He surged out of bed and stood in front of her, naked and desperate to understand what he’d done to cause her tears.
“Talk to me, killer. What did I do?”
“Are you really going to make me say it?” Her voice trembled, then she snapped her head up and met his gaze, defiance sparking in her eyes. “Fine. You’ve made it super clear over the years that I’m not the type of woman you’d ever choose to take home.” She gestured to her chest, the movement angry. “I just didn’t think you’d want to rush through sex to get it over with. I thought—”
“Rush through sex?”He barked out a laugh. “Are you kidding?”
Hurt bled into her voice. “You don’t have to make fun of me.”
She turned away again, and he was horrified to see her dash impatiently at another tear. But at least he was starting to understand what was going on.
He wrapped his hands around her shoulders and turned her back to face him. “Are you telling me you think that I fucked you fast to get it over with because your breasts are a little smaller than the last woman I slept with?”
She pulled away from his hands now, trying to get free. “I said, don’t make f—”
He hauled her against him and kissed her hard, teasing her lower lip with his tongue. She was stiff at first, but after a beat she gave a little sigh and let her rigid shoulders fall. Once she’d gone pliant in his arms, he broke their kiss and moved his hands up to cup her cheeks.
“Killer, I finished fast because you are so goddamn hot.”
Thea snorted—actually snorted—and tried to pull away again, and Aiden’s anger flared. He should be back in that warm bed working her toward an orgasm, not standing naked on a drafty floor trying to convince this woman that she’d just rocked his world.
Actually no, fuck that. Heshouldbe getting dressed and walking the hell out of her bedroom. Nothing they’d just done was part of the plan they’d agreed to in February. None of it. She might have wanted to sleep with him in the moment—it’s what women usually expected from him, after all—but now that she was back on solid ground, she’d realize he’d just erased all their agreed-upon lines in his relief that the balcony hadn’t killed her.
Leaving was absolutely what he should do. But he didn’t reach for his pants. Instead, he addressed her in a sharp tone, unaccountably anxious that she believe him. “Hey. Listen. I’m telling you the truth.” His hands moved to rest on her shoulders again. “I think you’re exquisite. Every inch of you is perfectly made. And I came faster than I have since I was fifteen because having sex with you was so good that I couldn’t slow down.”
His thumbs brushed her cheeks, and his eyes met hers, searching for some sign that she believed him, that she saw the truth of his words in her eyes. But doubt still caused her brow to furrow, so he grabbed her hand and guided it down to where his cock was hardening again at the thought of what they’d just done. Her eyes widened, and her fingers tightened fractionally around his length. He bit back a groan.
“See? I want you. Let me prove it to you.”
This time he abandoned the lady-killer grin and just smiled ather, at Thea, hoping his expression reflected the genuine delight he found when they were together. Thea offered a small, tentative smile in return and let him pull the shirt out of her hands. Better still, she crawled back onto the bed and watched raptly as he followed her and kissed his way down her body before settling between her legs.
“Let me show you how perfect I think you are. Let me worship.” He wrapped his hands around her thighs and nudged his shoulder under her knee, lowering his mouth to her. She bucked against him at the first light stroke of his tongue, and as he settled in to drive her wild with his mouth and fingers, he reached up to cup her breast with his free hand, teasing and stroking with his left hand while his right hand found every sensitive spot between her thighs.
He alternated suction and light strokes with his tongue, and her hips began to move against him in a rocking motion. When the leg slung over his shoulder tightened, he increased the pressure but not the pace, growling in satisfaction when her hand shot down to tangle in his hair.
“Aiden, God, yes.” Her back arched off the mattress and her voice trailed off into a moan as he pushed two fingers inside her while the hand on her breast pinched and rolled her nipple. That did the trick, and she pitched over the edge of her orgasm, shuddering and gasping his name. He let her ride it out, then slowed his pace, reluctantly pulling away and crawling up to lie next to her. Her head lolled to the side, and her glazed eyes slowly regained their sharpness.
“Do you swear?” she asked breathlessly.
His brows snapped together in confusion, and pink stained her already flushed cheeks.
“That you find me attractive? That this wasn’t some pity thing?”
Aiden kissed her softly. “Pity? Never.” He moved his hand back down between her legs, and she whimpered and slammed her knees shut, blocking his fingers.
