Aiden tilts my face up to his, then leans down and presses his lips to mine. It's just like I imagined and more. His slow gentle kiss has my body coming alive with need, heat surging inside me.
He pulls back just enough for our eyes to meet. "Please tell me you'll stay."
"Where's your room?"
He steps back, getting his key out. "Right next to yours."
I watch as he hurries to unlock the door, probably assuming even a second of delay could make me change my mind. And maybe I should, but I can't. I want to be with him, even if all we do is sleep.
Aiden's right. We don't have much time together, so why waste it being apart?
Chapter Sixteen
Sophie
"How'd you get a room this late with all the tourists?" I ask as we go in his room. It's just like mine but with a dark blue quilt on the bed and a small chair by the window.
"Tom had a cancellation," he says, going over to the bed to move the clothes off it.
"Who would cancel this late? Didn't you just make your reservation?"
"I made it Thursday night, when I decided to come here. Tom said a room was available so I took it." Aiden comes over to me, taking both my hands in his. "I get the feeling he already had it reserved for me."
"Why would he do that? He didn't know you'd be coming back this weekend."
"No, but he knew you'd be coming back, which meant there was a good chance I'd be back."
"Are you saying Tom is playing matchmaker?" I look up at Aiden, wanting more than ever for him to kiss me again.
"I'm saying Tom knows a good thing when he sees it. He knew we were right for each other even before we did."
"But he didn't know you broke up with Celine. Why would he set us up, knowing you had a girlfriend?"
"I told him about Celine. Even before I broke up with her, I told Tom I didn't see a future with her."
"Why would you tell Tom that?"
"Because he asked. He knew I had a girlfriend and asked me about her. I could've lied and said things were great between us but I knew he'd see through it so I told him the truth."
"Has he been trying to get us together this whole time?"
"I'm not sure, but it kind of seems like it. He keeps putting us together at dinner. Giving us adjacent rooms."
"Well, it worked. Here we are. Together."
Aiden gazes at me and I get that feeling again. That stir in my stomach. I suppose some would call it butterflies, although I never thought was a real thing. I'd never felt it before. Until now.
He leans down to me, his hand cradling the back of my head, his fingers threading through my hair, and whispers over my mouth. "I promise we'll only take this as far as you want."
"What if I don't know what that is?"
"Then we'll figure it out as we go." His lips brush against mine as he says it. Then he kisses me, his tongue finding its way past my lips as he pulls me closer.
When we're together like this, when he's touching me, kissing me...I feel like a current's running through me, lighting me up inside, sparking sensations up and down my body.
Walking backward towards the bed, he gently pulls on me to follow. I willingly do, unsure of what's next but not wanting to think too far ahead. I just want to live in this moment. Savor it. And never forget it.
He sits on the bed and sets me down on his lap, his warm gentle kisses extending down my neck. He goes to lift up my sweater, then pauses, like he's waiting to see if I'll stop him.
When I don't, he lifts the sweater up and over my head. I'm wearing a t-shirt underneath, a white fitted v-neck. I wait for him to remove it but he doesn't. He lowers his mouth to mine, and I feel his hand cup my breast, gently squeezing, sending more sparks through my body.
"Aiden," I softly moan, my head tipping back as he touches me.
"You are so beautiful," he whispers, his lips brushing over my ear. My body shivers at the sensation left behind. It's so much more than I've ever felt with anyone else.
I feel his lips slowly drag down my neck as his thumb rubs over my nipple with just the right amount of pressure. I moan in response, noticing how every time I moan, he does more, quickly learning what I like.
I'm startled when he suddenly lifts me up, shifting me on his lap so my back is against his chest. He moves my hair aside and kisses the side of my neck. His hand returns to my breast while the other one slides between my legs. He deepens his touch, adding more pressure, more friction as my clothes move with his hand. It's so much sensation all at once it's almost unbearable. I feel it building but try to hold back, not wanting this to be over. But after a few minutes I can't take it anymore. I need a release. I suck in a breath and lean back into Aiden as pleasure pulses through me.
I try to turn towards Aiden but he holds me in place, his arms wrapped securely around me.
"Just stay here a minute," he whispers by my ear.
I lay back on his chest, feeling his warm breath by my cheek.
"That felt so good,” I whisper, a lazy smile on my face.
"I'm glad." He kisses my cheek. "I like making you feel good. If you let me, I'll be doing it a lot more."
"I want to make you feel that way too."
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