Aiden gave a soft laugh then, gazing deep into my eyes, pushed my jacket from my shoulders. “We’re gonna need to get rid of these layers.”
“You’re gonna need to sanitize if you think my beautiful bare ass will be—”
Like he’d done a few times in front of me now, he pulled off his hoodie and t-shirt in one go. I’d seen the move before, knew what was underneath it all. But this time, my brain snagged and coherent thought left the building. At first, I thought he was coming in for another kiss, but I soon learned I was wrong.
A squeal of laughter rippled out of me as he scooped me into one arm. With his free hand, Aiden spread out his hoodie on the bench with a kind of haphazard care that made it even hotter.
“Better?”
He eased me back down, and I hummed my approval. “If you’re fine with the subsequent desecration of your—”
“I think you’re the one who needs to be done talking,” he said, stepping close between my legs so I could feel the bulge in his pants brush my inner thigh.
“Shut me up, then.”
His mouth crashed into mine and knocked the rest of my snark right out of me. This kiss was deeper, more desperate than the others, and I met him easily. He bucked his hips once, grinding his erection in search of that sweet friction. The softest moanbroke from his lips when he found it, and he pulled back just enough to gaze deep into my eyes.
“If I’d known that was all it took to get you quiet.”
“You’re ruining it.” I threw my arms around his shoulders, rolling my hips in motion with his. “Now take off my pants.”
Our eyes locked, and Aiden hovered for a heartbeat, then his fingers found the button on my jeans. Popped it. Heavy breathing and horny anticipation gave a backdrop to the sound of the zipper dragging all the way down.
“Are you shaking?”
Aiden’s eyes snapped back up to mine. “Are you making fun of the man who’s about to make you come… at least, like, one and a half times?”
“How does the half work?”
He ripped off my jeans and underwear in a flourish that left me reeling even though I was there the whole time. “I thought you’d never ask.”
His mouth was back on mine, ravenous tongue drawing a long, shaky groan out of me. Now his pants were the only barrier between that raging hard-on and the growing heat between my legs. He rubbed himself against my damp pussy, hard enough to send a shock raking through my entire body. I opened my legs wider for him.
“Seriously, though,” I said, out of breath. “The half-climax thing…”
Aiden’s shoulders drooped with a sigh, the passion pausing long enough for him to say, “There’s something about my unique blend of dogged determination and crippling performance anxiety that makes it—”
I gave his shoulders a slight push. Enough force to send him back a few steps. To give him a better view as I hiked my knees up, resting my heels on the edge of the bench. His eyes went straight to my exposed pussy that was now on full display. Totally open for him. He licked his lips.
There was another smartass comment in the back of my mind, but I lost it somewhere between my racing pulse and the gravity of his gaze.
I licked my fingers, and slowly traced them down over my mound. His eyes tracked my movements, and his breath grew quick and shallow.
“How’s your anxiety now?” I used two fingers to part my pussy lips some more, gliding my middle finger over my swollen clit. “Does it help knowing how wet you’ve made me?”
A few more drags between my folds, and a fresh spill of juice dripped out of me. Aiden moaned low, his gaze catching fire as he closed the distance between us again.
“Jesus, Sage.” He gripped the back of my head firmly, and claimed my mouth again, drinking in my moans as my finger still circled and teased my clit. Only this time, with him this close, the back of my hand brushed along his bulge with every stroke.
“You can fuck me now.”
Without another word, he tugged his pants down and pulled his throbbing cock out. I swallowed, taking in how big he was. My arrogance would soon be set straight, but it was a good problem to have.
He rubbed himself against my core, sliding his dick to gather my juices for lubrication, and then slowly pushed into me.
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out with the way he filled me up. The delicious stretch in my pussy turnedme on even more, the wetness helping to accommodate his girth until he was all the way inside.
He took a second, then rolled his hips to pull out and thrust back into me. Again and again. I rocked back on my ass with each push, moaning out loud as he fucked me hard. My hands shot to his shoulders for support, but Aiden didn’t slow down or ease up. And I didn’t want him to.
