“You’ll bury them?”Why am I so turned on right now?
“Bug,” he growls against my lips. “There won’t be anything left to bury.”
The look in his eyes says he’ll do it, and that should have me running for the hills, instead, my fucked-up mind is ready to jump him and call him “daddy.”
I should really seek professional help.
“Are you going to kiss me already?”
Aiden smirks and pulls me closer, his lips hovering mere centimetres from mine. “Define kiss?” He licks his lips slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. “Is it a gentle brush of lips, or isit something more intense?”
I grab his shirt collar and pull him in, crashing my lips against his. The intensity of his response causes me to stumble backwards. His arm shoots out, preventing me from walloping my head against the wall. As we regain our balance, Aiden’s hands find their way to my waist, pulling me even closer. His tongue slides over mine, exploring every crevice. If he can fuck half as good as he can kiss, I’m in deep fucking trouble.
I snag his lip between my teeth and tug, eliciting a low growl from him.
He grabs my hair and snaps my head back, claiming me as his own.
“I’ve changed my mind,” he growls, pulling away just enough for me to see his swollen lips and scorching gaze. “You’re mine, bug, as of right now.”
“Don’t I get a say in it?” I tease, running my fingers through his hair.
“If you wanted that choice, you shouldn’t have kissed me like that.” He slams me against the wall, his body pressing against mine. “The only say you get now is how rough you want it.”
“I want to pee,” Maria calls from the threshold of the kitchen.
Balls, I forgot she was here.
Aiden turns his head slowly to look at Maria, his scorching gaze now directed at her. “Go then; we’re not stopping you.”
He doesn’t give two shits about anything, does he?
Aiden waits for her to pass and make her way up the stairs, then grabs my hand and presses it against the bulge in his pants. “Do you see what I have to go to work with now, bug?”
“My bad?” I grin against his lips as he leans in for another kiss.
Aiden chuckles, his laughter low and husky. “Lock that door behind me.” He leads me by the hand to the front door and gives me a lingering look before stepping out into the late afternoon sunlight. I watch him get onto his bike and start the engine, hearing it roar to life. He looks back at me one more time and mutters something under his breath, too quiet for me to hear, before he pulls his helmet on and speeds off down the street.
It’s only after he is completely out of sight that I remember what he said.
You’re mine, bug, as of right now.
How on earth did I just end up with the biggest red flag of my life?
14
AIDEN
The cast iron burner did a wonderful job of heating the tar and melting it into a smooth, liquid consistency. I’m itching to check on my bug, but I couldn’t bring my phone with me. I even had to remember to toss my smartwatch before coming here.
You can never be too careful.
Luckily for me, this particular job does not require me to strip; low-hanging fruit and boiling tar don’t mix well.
I find myself tracing a finger over my lower lip as I park the tanker, reminded of how easily transformed Katie was when she so desperately wanted to kiss me. Gone was the shy, awkward woman who blushes at the slightest compliment. Instead, she became confident, assertive, and sexy as hell.
I want to do some very naughty things to that woman. The more I watch her, the more I realise just how perfectly she can fit with me if she allows that darker side of herself to come out. I know it’s there. I can smell it, just as easily as I could scent her arousal in that heated moment.
That’s the thing about growing up with abuse or trauma;it can either break you or make you stronger. In Katie’s case, it seems like she has found her strength but still hesitates to fully embrace her darker desires. She would be absolutely magnificent if she simply abandoned societal norms and wholeheartedly embraced her authentic self. It’s a shame to see her holding back, denying herself the pleasure and power that come with embracing one’s deepest desires. But I’ll be patient, because I know that when she finally lets go, she will be like a phoenix rising from the ashes, unstoppable and untamed.
