by K E Osborn
He kisses from my collarbone to my neck, then across my jaw and up along my cheek to my wanting lips. One of my hands tangles in his hair, and the other grips tightly onto his bare shoulder. His kiss is forceful, and it’s so seductively enticing as his tongue caresses mine.
Suddenly, I feel Aiden pull back. He lifts my tank top off over my head as a smirk crosses his face when he sees my black, lacy, see-through bra. Leaning down, he kisses my chest just above my bra as he moves his hand underneath my back. I arch up to make it easier for him. With one hand, he unclips my bra with ease, removing it to free my breasts.
Aiden moves down, gently blowing on my nipple, sucking it in slightly and then blowing on it again. It sends a tingle down my spine all the way to my pussy. He sucks harder, twirling his tongue around, then blowing on it again. My core reacts in its usual way, making my clit throb with a fiery passion.
Taking the other nipple into his mouth, he sucks hard, then kisses from my breast down to my stomach and over the top of my pants. Aiden looks up at me and grins that cheeky smirk while he traces circles along the top of my pants.
Gently, he pushes his fingers inside the waistband, catching my panties and tugs on them.
I get the hint and lift my hips, so he can pull my pants and underwear off with ease, and I watch as he throws them to the floor. Aiden stands, pulls down his own pants, releasing his rock-hard cock.
Licking my lips, I decide to take full advantage. Abruptly, I sit up catching him by surprise and take him fully into my mouth.
“Fuck, baby,” he murmurs, while I gently withdraw and then cover his cock with my lips. Twirling my tongue around his tip and moving up and down his shaft, I bob slowly and look up at him through my lashes as seductively as I can manage. With just this simple movement, his breathing increases, and his hips start to move in reaction.
He hisses on an inhale. “Mmm… damn,” he says in a breathy tone as he continues to move his hips.
Going deeper, I sheath my teeth with my lips. Aiden starts to moan and places his hands on my head, gripping my hair tightly. I continue to move up and down, twirling my tongue around him with each movement. He reacts accordingly—his breathing increases while his hard cock slides effortlessly in and out, deep into my mouth.
He moans out, and I can hear the anticipation, then he jolts, but before I know it, he has pulled himself out of my mouth. “I don’t want to come like that,” he murmurs, pushing me back onto the bed.
I open my eyes wide when he drops to his knees, pulling my legs so I’m right on the edge of the bed.
Aiden gently kisses my inner thigh, down to my knee and then up the other thigh as he makes his way in between my legs.
“Relax, baby.” His words instantly calm me. I’m not sure why I’m so nervous, it’s not like this is my first time.
Finally, he reaches the top of my folds, causing me to take in a heavy breath. With a soft caress at my hips, his touch relaxes me. Slowly, tantalizingly slow, he moves his tongue around my clit. I jump with every circle of his tongue and grasp at the bedsheets. Twirling his tongue around and around, the feeling becomes intense when he slides two fingers inside me, pushing in and out while his tongue continues to drive me crazy with pleasure. My breathing is erratic, and the feeling overwhelms me. Now I’m the one moaning loudly as my hand reaches down to grab his hair, holding his head to me. Then I feel it, the heat in my core starts to rise within me. “Ooh,” I call out.
Aiden gently blows on my clit, and then he sucks hard as his fingers move in and out of me, sending my body into a cold sweat. My breath catches, my body arches off the bed as my eyes clench tight, and tiny lights flash behind my eyelids. My body screams as the pressure builds, and then with one final flick of his tongue, I come apart around him, writhing in pleasure.
Kissing my thigh, he moves up to my lips. “You taste so good.”
As I move up the bed, he crawls over me, spreading my legs with his knee and moving in between them. I can taste myself on his lips as he gently kisses me. Aiden looks at me with his beautiful, sparkling blue eyes that are full of lust while he positions his rock-hard cock at my entrance, and with one quick thrust, he enters me.
Moving deeply, he exhales when our hips finally touch. My hands find a way to his shoulders as he reaches under me and grips my shoulders, putting his full weight on me, his hips moving in a delicious, circular motion, grinding deeper into me. He continues his rhythm, making me moan loudly with each thrust, each rotation, and each lunge. Our breathing becomes erratic as he quickens the pace.
“I. Love. You,” he groans through staggered breaths after each thrust.
All I can do is moan in response.
Leaning down, he kisses me feverishly. Our lips continue to touch as he makes love to me.
“Aiden…” I murmur, breaking our kiss. Opening my eyes, I’m greeted with a heat-filled intensity of his bright blue eyes locked with mine. It only heightens the emotion coursing through me. Just when I thought he couldn’t get any deeper, he thrusts forward, hitting an all-new depth that makes my toes curl. He kisses me with such fervor, my breathing matches his in a fast and unsteady rhythm.
Then out of nowhere, I feel it, the heat rising again, causing me to grasp handfuls of his hair. Knowing what’s coming, he smiles, then his lips find my neck.
My breath hitches, and I moan loudly while he thrusts into me deeply one more time, sending me into a massive orgasm—my muscles clenching tightly around him.
My fingernails scratch as I dig them into his shoulders, and he moans.
Aiden continues to thrust, his rhythm faster and the force now persistently harder. His face scrunches in that delicious way, and my head falls back in ecstasy as he comes hard inside of me, calling my name while we climax together.
We fall from our high, our breathing slows, and he buries his head in my neck.
Once our breathing returns to normal, he lifts his head, then gently kisses my nose.
“Wow, that was…” I say softly, but then the words fail me.
Lifting his weight, he slips out of me and rolls over onto the bed beside me, pulling me into his arms.
“We’re really good at that.”
I giggle. “Yes. We’re perfect.”
“Yeah, that’s true. So, how about another epic round?”
“Sure, but this time, I’m in charge.” I push him over on his back.
Aiden looks at me with a surprised smirk while I throw my legs over and straddle him.
My body’s aching from our nonstop lovemaking.
Aiden’s lying on his stomach, sound asleep, his head buried deep in the soft pillow. I trace circles all the way up his spine, and he twitches under my touch but doesn’t wake. So, I increase the pace, virtually tickling him awake.
Eventually, Aiden lifts his head abruptly and stares at me with that dazed what-the look. “Morning, beautiful,” he murmurs with a smirk.
“Morning, babe,” I reply.
Yawning, he pulls himself up and sits on the bed. “Someone’s cheery this morning.”
I lean over kissing him, even though every muscle in my body is aching and screaming at me to just lie still.
“I guess we should get ready for work.” But Aiden’s tone is sullen.
Frowning, I poke out my bottom lip. Leaning in, he gently bites it, then kisses me. After a few intimate moments, we start to move about.
Honestly, my legs feel like Jell-O as I amble to the bathroom. Aiden laughs as I hobble around getting dressed. As soon as we are ready, we head out for breakfast.
Sarah and Chris watch me with their eyebrows raised and both smirking as I shuffle past them.
“It sounded and looks like you guys had a great night?” Chris laughs.
I sit down, my face reddening.
Oh shit! They heard us. How embarrassing!
“Chris,” Sarah yells, giving him the shut-up glare.
Aiden grins while I sit in silence.
“Oh, c’mon, we’re all adults here,�
�� Chris mocks.
“I know I had a great night. Didn’t you, Sarah?” Chris asks, raising his eyebrows.
Sarah sighs with a dreamy look on her face. “Yes. My night was pretty amazing, too,” she plays along.
“My night was… epic.” Aiden laughs.
“So we heard,” Chris says.
I’m sure my entire body is blushing.
“I know you hear Sarah and me all the time. At least now we’re even,” Chris adds jokingly.
I laugh because he’s right, we do hear them all the time.
Aiden rests his hand on my knee. “Mike’s probably here,” Aiden changes the subject, saving me from any further embarrassment.
“Have a good day, guys,” Sarah calls out as we walk the hallway.
Aiden smirks as we step out the door. Or should I say, I hobble to the car. I need to get my muscles working—might need to enroll in a gym if Aiden keeps this up.
“Hi, Mike,” we both say in unison.
“Are you all right, Miss Taylor? What have you done to yourself?” Mike asks as Aiden discretely chuckles.
“Pretty sure I’ve pulled a muscle,” I attempt to cover up the truth.
“Oh, that’s no good. Hope it gets better soon.” Mike opens the back door.
I glare at Aiden while Mike walks around and hops into the car.
“Aiden stop laughing. You’re giving us away…” I can’t fight the smile that forms on my lips as I berate him. “Mike probably knows now what we were up to. My damn groin and legs are killing me because of our continuous session last night,” I tell him sternly, but I can’t stop my smile as well.
Aiden glances at me with a smirk, then he looks directly at Mike in the front seat and raises an eyebrow.
I wave it off. “Oh, it’s fine. Mike has his AirPods in.”
Aiden chuckles again, smiling so freaking wide like he’s in on some joke.
“No AirPods today, Miss Taylor,” Mike announces from the front seat.
My body freezes. I grimace. My face falls in total embarrassment, but somehow my eyes stay wide even though I know I am about to burst out laughing.
Oh my God!
“Why didn’t you say something?” I whisper to Aiden quietly.
“You spoke so quickly I couldn’t stop you,” he replies with a chuckle.
Yeah, yeah, buddy, I can tell you’re finding this amusing.
“It’s not funny.” I turn away from him and fold my arms, trying to hide my smile. But I’m still undeniably embarrassed.
“It’s a little bit funny.”
“You’re digging a hole, Mr. O’Connell,” Mike’s voice floats back from the front of the car.
“Yes, you are,” I reply, not looking in his direction.
“Come here.” Aiden pulls me toward him. “I’m sorry.” He looks truly proud of himself. His eyes are shining brightly, and he’s giving me a slightly cocky smirk.
Damn him! I can’t help but fall for that grin which is currently plastered all over his face. Aiden leans in kissing my forehead. I sigh, unfold my arms, snuggle into him, and he knows all is forgiven.
Not long later, we are both walking into the office.
Brielle’s at her desk. “Hey, guys,” she chimes.
“Hi, sis.” Aiden kisses me chastely, then walks away to his office.
“Bree, how are you today?” I ask.
She shrugs. “Meh, just another day...”
“Couldn’t agree more.”
We both laugh. I turn on my computer and start my day by typing up a report that’s marked ‘Urgent’ which needs to be signed by Niall. Once it’s finished, I walk to his office and knock on the door.
“Enter,” he groans loudly.
Taking a deep steadying breath, I pull down on the handle and step into his dimly lit office. The dark furniture plus the dull lighting makes the room feel ominous and not at all welcoming. I am sure his clients wonder why the room is not illuminated properly. Niall sits there smug while barely acknowledging me. “What?”
Nerves wrack through me. I never know what he’ll say to me as I step over to his desk. The old bastard watches me intensely. He’s glaring, burning holes in the brave front I’m trying to portray.
“I need your signature, so I can send this report to the Anderson’s for finalization,” I tell him quietly while hobbling toward his desk.
“What the hell’s wrong with you? When did you become an invalid?” he asks sternly. I bite my lip and give him a blank stare—he’s so not worth it. “Why are you limping? I employ fit and healthy personnel to work for me. If the job’s too much, I suggest you leave.” Niall furrows his brows.
“I’m fine. Pulled a muscle,” I reply curtly.
He stands abruptly.
I take a step backward.
Dammit! Why do I let him affect me?
His menacing eyes narrow in on me. “You know you need to leave, don’t you?
“Why would I want to do that?”
He moves closer. “Because I’m going to make your life a living hell until you do, and what’s more, I will take great pleasure in it. I want you to quit, right now. And I want you to leave my son.”
Anger rolls through me as I straighten my shoulders, finding my strength. I look him squarely in the eyes having enough of his stupid asshole attitude. “You’ll be waiting an eternity for that to happen,” I grunt out.
He rushes forward right into my space. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that,” he yells, raising his hand like he’s going to slap me.
Jesus! Fuck! My heart leaps into my throat as I stumble backward in a panic. My heel tilts on its side forcing me to fall hard on my ass, my hands grazing, instantly getting carpet burn as the file flies across the carpet, spreading paper everywhere. My heart’s beating a million times a minute as the memory of Jason floods back.
Niall laughs a loud belly laugh as his tall, bulky frame leans forward, glaring at me on the floor. The dark aura circling around him is a sinister pool of hatred. It wraps around him, swallowing him in the evil that lurks inside his very soul.
Brielle rushes in to see me on the floor. She frowns at her father, who’s casually returned to his chair with an elated smirk on his face while Bree helps me up. “C’mon, Jeni, let’s get you fixed up,” she murmurs. She holds onto me as my hands tremble with the fear of being attacked again by another monster in the room, but Bree ushers me out of his office.
“And someone better clean up this mess!” Niall yells.
Brielle walks with me to the bathroom. Once inside, she holds me at arm’s length. Looking over my unsteady features. “Jeni, what happened in there?”
Exhaling, I tell her the truth. “He raised his hand, and I… I thought… he was going to hit me. So, I freaked out.”
“I’m sorry, Jeni. I’m sure father wouldn’t actually hit you. He probably did it to scare you more than anything,” she says, rubbing my back comfortingly.
Raising my brows, I nod. “Well, it damn well worked.” I’m disheartened that I let that old bastard get to me, again.
“I think you need to see someone sooner rather than later to help you control your fears. I’ll make that appointment for you ASAP.” Bree’s eyes are nothing but beacons of kind hope as she wraps her arm around my shoulder for support.
I agree. I need to see someone to help me get past this fear I have of men trying to hurt me.
“But in the meantime, you need to tell Aiden what’s happening before—”
“No,” I interrupt. “He doesn’t need to know.” Nerves flow through me at the thought of her telling her older brother.
“Jeni, you know he’ll be really angry if he finds out that Father raised his hand to you, and you didn’t tell him.”
“No, Bree.” My voice is firm, and she knows I mean business when I steady my shoulders.
Brielle purses her lips and exhales through her nose.
“Promise me? Promise me you won’t tell him?” There’s a slight desperation to my voice as my brea
thing quickens.
She exhales forcefully. “I won’t say anything this time. But, Jeni, I don’t keep secrets from my brother.”
“I know, neither do I normally, but Aiden needs to think I’m doing okay. I don’t want him to know I’m still struggling with the incident. He has enough to worry about without having to be concerned with the fact that I’m… not coping.”
“Why?” She sighs and tilts her head.
It’s easy to see she’s confused, so I try to explain. “Because then he’ll feel the need to protect me. If he finds out about Niall taunting me, he’ll lose it and resign. God only knows what will happen if that’s the case.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t like this.” Her nose turns up, making her point incredibly clear.
I stand back and check myself over in the mirror. “It’ll be okay,” I say, but I know I’m trying to convince not only Brielle but myself.
“You sure?” Bree asks.
Straightening my shirt out, I exhale loudly. “I’m good now. Thanks, Bree. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” I lean in hugging her. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you, and I know that it’s putting you in a shitty position with Aiden, but I do think it’s for the best that we keep this from him for now. You know he’s teetering on the edge of leaving the business as it is, and I can’t… no, I won’t… come between him and his father.” I pause, feeling uncertainty wash over me.
Am I doing the right thing?
“Brielle, he’s mentioned to me more than once he wants to leave the family business because of his father’s issues with me. So, while I do appreciate everything you’re doing for me, and I love you for it, you have to understand what I’m doing is for the greater good. We both know if Aiden knew what was going on, it would only make things so much worse.”
She nods once, then we spin returning to our desks.
“Will someone come in and clean this fucking mess up. Now,” Niall yells loudly, making me jump at his tone.
Brielle turns, rushes in there, saving me from having to go through the torment of seeing that asshole again.
