Aiden tugs on my coat, trying to get it off. I do it for him, then work on his, sliding down the zipper on his leather jacket. He takes if off while backing me up to the bed.
"I've missed you," he whispers as his hands slide under my sweater. The moment they touch my skin, I feel that charge coursing through me. The spark I feel whenever he's around, whenever he kisses me, or touches me.
I back away from him and yank off my sweater, then reach around to unhook my bra.
Aiden's watching me, his eyes bouncing between my face and my body. "What are you doing?"
"Undressing," I say in a teasing tone as I toss my bra on the chair. "You should try it."
"I don't understand. I thought we were waiting."
"I don't want to wait, but if you do, I could put these back on." I have my jeans off, along with my lace panties, which I'm holding up in front of me.
He yanks them from my hand and throws them on the floor, then kisses me with a passion like I've never felt. He must've been holding back last time, knowing a kiss like this would lead to doing what I told him I wasn't ready to do. Now I am, and he's letting go, letting me feel how much he wants me.
He drops to his knees, gripping my hips as he kisses my neck, then lower, until he's at my breast. He teases my nipple with his tongue, making my knees buckle. I close my eyes and try to breathe as my heart races, pounding against my chest.
His hands dig into my hips as they try to move, desperate to get to him. He holds me in place, and cool air hits my breast as his mouth leaves it. I whimper at the loss, but then feel the heat of his mouth travel lower, his tongue stroking the most intimate part of me, driving me wild. I gasp and my knees nearly give out. He backs me up to the bed and coaxes me down until I’m seated at the edge. His large hands spread me open and I feel his mouth on me again, his tongue circling, probing, consuming me, until a wave of pleasure crashes through me.
Moments later, I hear the tearing of the condom wrapper and open my eyes to see Aiden’s tall, muscular body standing before me. He rolls on the condom, a slight smile on his handsome face. “This is not what I was expecting tonight.”
“Were you hoping to play board games or maybe go on a hike?” I joke.
He leans down to kiss me, moving us up on the bed and lying beside me. He breaks from the kiss and looks into my eyes. “I can’t tell you how much I missed you.”
“You could try,” I say, smiling.
His face remains serious. “This isn’t the time to talk about this but I’m sorry about last week. Things got crazy with work and…everything else.”
He’s talking about Celine, which is not a topic I even want to think about right now.
“Let’s forget all that.” I pull him down to kiss me. His kiss is soft and gentle, making me want more.
Aiden moves over me, then eases inside me, slowly inching his way in as he deepens the kiss, his tongue moving over mine. I’m feeling those sparks again, tingles throughout my body. He awakens so much in me. It’s like I’m doing this for the first time.
He’s moving faster now, and I clutch his back, holding on as he thrusts deep inside me. Then just as I feel that wave of pleasure building again, he pulls out and rolls us over so he’s on his back, my body over his.
His eyes lock on mine. “I want to watch you fall apart for me.”
His words arouse me even more. I straddle him, keeping my eyes on his as he fills me. A slight grin appears on his face as my hips move, his eyes not leaving mine. He plays with my breasts, noticing how I react and doing more of what I like. He’s already learning how to please me. It’s taken other guys months to figure it out. Some don’t even try.
I'm really close but I don't want to finish this way. I want to feel Aiden again. I want to feel the weight of his body over mine.
I get off him and lay beside him.
"Why didn't you finish?" he asks.
"I got tired."
He smiles and gets on top again and moments later I feel the release, pure bliss, reaching all the way to my toes. Aiden follows soon after.
We lay on our backs, panting and sweating, but smiling as we look at each other.
"I say we do that again later," he says.
"And maybe in the morning."
"I like the way you think." He checks his phone and gets up. "It's eight-thirty. We're missing our reservation."
"I forgot all about that." I hurry out of bed.
He goes in the bathroom while I race to get dressed.
"Everything okay?" Tom asks when we walk in the dining room, ten minutes late.
"Everything's great!" I smile at Aiden as he takes my hand.
"What's for dinner tonight?" he asks Tom.
"Lasagna's the special, or you can choose from the usual." He seats us at our table. "You still want the champagne or would you rather have wine?"
"Champagne?" Aiden asks.
"For my promotion," I explain. I look back at Tom. "Either one is fine."
"I have a merlot that'd be perfect with the lasagna."
"Let's go
