by Sadie Grubor
My pajama bottoms were jerked away from my body, one side at a time. Removing my hands from his shoulders, I pushed my pants down far enough that he could finish the removal with his foot.
Pushing him off of me, I straddled his lap again and attacked his mouth fervently. He groaned as I pressed my wet folds against his erection. When he twitched against me, I moaned into his mouth.
With refined expertise, he unhooked my bra and slipped it down my arms between us. I tossed it away as our mouths worked against each other.
He moved his mouth from mine. Licking and kissing down my neck, collarbone, all the way to my nipple. When his hot, wet mouth closed around my nipple I began to rock against him. One hand cradled the breast he worked over with his mouth, while the other pressed firmly, fanning out on my lower back and the top of my ass. He pulled me closer and closer to his hardness. Moans and whimpers escaped my mouth. My movements quickened. Aidan switched breasts and this time bit lightly on it.
"Oh God," I panted.
"Your skin tastes amazing," he growled against my nipple and licked. His words and the ministrations of his tongue were doing wonders for my libido.
Steadying myself on his shoulders, I perched up on my knees. His lips moved to the skin of my stomach just below my breasts. Reaching between us, I positioned him and slid down his length slowly.
Aidan’s head snapped back. His eyes clenched shut.
"Fuck, Lilli," with strained breathes, he grabbed my hips firmly.
Eyes clenched shut, I savored taking him in. Hell, he felt amazing.
Slowly, I moved on his length. He pressed his head to my chest. We found a compatible rhythm and moved in synchronization. Grunts, groaning, moaning, and panting filled the room.
The fiery tingle I felt from his skin was intensified. A fire started to build inside me. My hands tangled in his messy hair. His hot breath became more labored against my chest as it dampened my skin. The fire stretched out over my body.
When his hand slid from my hip and his thumb rubbed against my sensitive bundle, the fire erupted throughout my body like molten rock.
"Oh God!" Yelling, I grabbed onto his hair so tight I was sure it was going to fall out. "Aidan!" I bounced on his lap, riding out my euphoric eruption. Aidan’s body tensed and then shuddered in release.
He continued to rock my hips up and down as our motions slowed. Finally, I collapsed forward against his chest, my head on his shoulder. We both were breathing heavily and holding each other in silence.
I felt good. I mean really, really good. Tingles flitted against my skin and all tension had vanished. As my orgasmic high came down, my brain started to catch up with my hormones. The tension crashed back on me and his arms tightened around me.
"Don’t," was his low growl.
"I –"
"Lilli, I said don’t." He was speaking through clenched teeth. The tension in his body kept me silent.
Numbing tingles fluttered in my foot and thigh, so I moved to climb off of his lap. Aidan held onto me, standing from the couch. I wrapped my legs around him and grabbed onto his shoulders quickly, a little startled by his sudden movement. He chuckled and started walking through the house.
"We don’t have clothes on," I hissed, hiding my face in his neck. Someone was going to discover us.
His shoulders shrugged underneath me. "Everyone is asleep," he chuckled and headed up the steps.
"You don’t have to carry me to bed every night," I whispered into his ear.
"I wouldn’t have it any other way." He spoke so low I wasn’t sure if he meant for me to hear him.
We got to the bedroom and I braced myself for him to put me down. Instead, he walked us to the bed and laid us down. I shifted to move away, but he grabbed onto me and pulled me close to him.
Cupping my face, he leaned in, kissing me tenderly. When he pulled away from me I know I looked a little confused by everything.
"I care about you, Lilli," His tone was hushed, "Very much."
Rolling me to my back, he lay on top of me. He began to plant small kisses over my face and down my neck. His kissing became more fervent and trailed between my breasts, over my stomach, and to the inside of my thighs. Squirming as his hot breath got close to my center, I gasped when his mouth closed over my clit. One lick between my lower lips and I wanted him all over again.
Sounds and undistinguishable words fell from my lips. Apparently pleased with himself, he moved up my body and carefully slid into me. He pumped slowly in and out of my center. I writhed beneath him.
"Oh God," I panted.
"No, Aidan. Say my name, Lilli." The dominant persona turned me on more. His thrust increased in force. "Say it," he said in his new dominant tone.
"Aidan," I panted and writhed more at his forcefulness.
"Louder," he demanded, pushing harder and further.
"Aidan," I yelled. The large grin was noticeable when his lips crushed mine.
He grabbed the legs I’d wrapped around his waist and placed my ankles on his shoulders. He thrust down into me.
"Aidan, Yes, Aidan!" Screaming out, I fisted the bed sheets, sure I would tear a hole in them.
"I want to feel it," He pumped hard twice. "I want to feel you come around me again." He slipped one finger into my ass and thrust forward harder. The molten fire erupted through my body again. My walls clenched around his steel length. The shudder from his body let me know he was joining me on the orgasmic ride.
Spent, my legs fell back onto the bed. He collapsed on top of me with his head on my chest.
"Jesus, Lilli…you are just….fuck."
I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Mmmm…that feels amazing," he moaned and rolled so that we were both on our sides.
His cheek pressed against my chest. After pulling my leg over him, he cupped my ass. We fell into an exhausted sleep, tangled in each other, naked.
Chapter Five
Jealousy and Turmoil
Aidan
Lying in bed last night, her hands running through my hair, after two rounds of intense sex, was heaven. I didn’t want to get out of bed, but I had to get ready for work. Our position had changed throughout the night, but we were both still naked.
Lilli was a stomach sleeper and facing away from me. The only part of her body covered was her butt and the one leg tangled in the sheet. Rolling from my back to my right sight and propping my head up on my hand, I looked her over.
My mind couldn’t help but worry about how she’d react. Would she pretend like nothing happened? Would she consider changing the ‘not having sex’ rule? I mean didn’t we break it twice last night? I sighed and rubbed my free hand over my face. I don’t think I can go back to not being with her. I mean, my God, now that I’d been with her, inside of her, there was no going back for me. I wanted it again and again. In fact, I wanted her now.
As if to emphasize my desire, my dick twitched to life. The tingling anticipation returned to my groin and lower abdomen as memories of her attacking me on the library sofa came to the forefront of my mind. I was still trying to figure out what it was that swayed her, ensuring I could it again. Otherwise, I may not get a chance to be inside her again, nor would I get the heir needed to fulfill all of my inheritance conditions.
While lost in my thoughts of Lilli, the conditions, and needing to get up and get dressed, I rolled onto my back. Lilli stirred and whimpered. She was still asleep, but had shifted. Her left leg was now bent at the knee and the movement caused the sheet to slip off, revealing the perfect curve of her right hip.
I couldn’t be blamed for my actions, it was just too much. Very slowly, I caressed her lower back, sliding my fingers under the sheet and over perfect, soft, lush skin. She moaned lightly and stirred. I halted my actions for a moment, waiting for her to settle before I continued. The sheet had been completely removed from her body. I let my curiosity wander once more, moving my fingers gently over the crease where her ass met her creamy thigh.
I slid closer, allo
wing her scent and warmth to consume my senses. I was lost. As if on their own, my fingers found purchase between her legs, sliding across her damp folds. She moaned and stirred again. Slowly dipping my fingers inside, I watched as she squirmed, her breathing becoming more rapid.
"Good morning," I whispered against her neck, licking and nipping.
"Mmmhmm…" she moaned.
I shifted my body, positioning myself against her wet heat.
With my weight on my left forearm, I grabbed her hip and pushed into her hot sheath.
"Ahhh," I moaned.
This wouldn’t be slow and soft, the intense urge to dive into her faster, deeper, took over.
"Uhhnngg," she moaned into the mattress.
"Shit," I blurted, followed with another growl, "you are so…" My breathing labored and I thrust harder.
Pushing off of my forearm to my knees, I grabbed both sides of her hips and angled her body. The sound of our slapping skin echoed throughout the room. Anticipation for release pulled through my thighs and abdomen, building higher.
"Oh God!"
"What. Did. I. Tell. You!" Emphasizing each word with a thrust, she panted and moaned, but didn’t comply.
Though it almost ripped me in two, I slowed. She whimpered, grounding her hips against me.
"Huh-uhn. I told you last night." I fought the urge to pound into her.
"Aidan," she moaned.
With a swell in my chest, I pumped forcefully in and out of her until she screamed my name again with her release. The constricting of her hot walls around my eager erection propelled my release into her.
"Ahhh…yes…Lilli!" I collapsed onto her back, panting and sweating.
Moving off of her, I pulled her back against my chest, feeling her heart beating rapidly as I calm my breathing.
"You never said good morning back." I chuckled into the side of her neck before placing a kiss.
"Good morning," she whispered.
Tension filled her voice and started to take over her body. She was going to pull away from me. I wouldn’t let that happen.
"Hey?" No response. I shifted her onto her back. She covered her chest with her arms. I sighed and dropped my forehead to hers.
I tried to get my emotions under control before I spoke. Her reaction, to us, was both aggravating and made me feel guilty.
"Lilli?" I sighed out with my eyes closed tight – forehead still pressed on hers.
"Aidan…I –"
I put my finger over her lips.
"Shhh," I opened my eyes and looked into hers. She furrowed her brow. I moved my fingers to rub away the crease lines. "Don’t tell me it was wrong or it was a mistake or that it can’t happen again."
"But I was the one that said this shouldn’t happen and then –"
"So what?" Anger started to replace aggravation. How could she still be so concerned about having sex with her husband? I dropped my head to her shoulder. "We’re married, live together, sleep in the same bed, and have no other sexual partners. I would say sex with each other was going to happen. To be honest, I’ve wanted it for awhile, was definitely hoping it would happen and do not want to go back to not having sex with you." I looked into her eyes, gauging her reaction. I couldn’t believe that she looked surprised.
"I’m a hypocrite," she groaned, rolling onto her stomach.
"I’m not complaining." I kissed her back.
"Of course you aren’t," She laughed, attempting to pull away from my kisses. "This just complicates the situation even more." She huffed.
Grabbing her shoulder, I rolled her over to her back, again. Like before, she covered her chest. Taking hold of her wrists, I pulled them away from her chest.
"Don’t." Leaning down, I kissed between her breasts.
"Will you stop it," She groaned.
"Nope," I looked up and grinned before covering her mouth with mine.
She tried to pull away. Grasping her wrists firmly, I placed them on either side of her head and straddled her thighs.
"What are you going to do now?" I grinned.
"I hate you," she growled, but the smile at the corner of her mouth gave her away.
"Keep telling yourself that, hypocrite." I raised an eyebrow.
"You suck," she tried not to smile again. It was a losing battle.
"Are you propositioning me?" I leaned down and took her bottom lip into my mouth, sucking gently before releasing it with a large smile.
"Don’t you have to get ready for work or something?"
"Unfortunately."
I let go of her wrists and climbed off the bed, walking nude to the bathroom.
"Feel free to join me in the shower," I shouted over my shoulder entering the bathroom. I left the doors open behind me.
Standing under the hot water, I almost started pacing, hoping she would join me. If she had, I would’ve not only loved it, but it would’ve told me that she was okay with what we shared. I knew she was nervous and worried about how sex would affect our ‘arranged’ relationship, but she just didn’t seem to get that I really did care about her. It’s wasn’t just an arrangement for me anymore, it was a part of my life. She had become more than just a need, I wanted her.
I waited a few more minutes for her to show up before I climbed out of the shower. I toweled off and shaved before returning to the bedroom. The room was empty and so was the bed. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.
Once dressed, I headed down to the kitchen. There was no sign of her.
"Good morning, Rachel."
"Good morning, Mr. Iverson," she smiled brightly.
"Have you seen Lilli?"
"No sir. Not this morning. Is everything okay?" I could see the genuine concern on her face.
"No, no, everything is fine. I just want to tell her good bye is all." I forced as smile. I wanted to say good bye, but also wanted to reassure her she wasn’t a hypocrite.
I glanced into a few rooms on my way to the front door, bur still didn’t find her. Grabbing my coat and bag, I went out to the waiting car, speeding away to work.
I was in the middle of thinking about Lilli, straddled over my lap in the library, when my phone buzzed.
"Mr. Iverson?"
"Yes, Amy?"
Quickly, I thought of Viola waving the rubber dildo at Lilli’s bachelorette party. That worked.
"Mrs. Iverson is on the phone." Excitement coursed through my veins. I picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Aidan, dear." Disappointment flooded through me, it was Aunt Anne. My balls instantly shriveled. I loved my aunt, but she's so stuck up it literally nauseates me sometimes.
"Yes, how can I help you this afternoon?"
"I was hoping to find out when you would be having your dinner party?"
See, this is what I mean. There is no dinner party planned, but the ‘proper’ thing to do would be to plan one since we are back from the honeymoon.
"Actually, we haven’t really had a lot of time to set the date for it yet, but I’ll let you know as soon as –"
"Oh dear boy, do you need some help? Or does your wife need some assistance? I’m sure she’s not familiar with our traditions." Now, she was insulting Lilli.
"No, she has it under control, but thank you. I’ll let her know you’ve offered your assistance." We quickly made pleasant goodbyes and hung up.
I had both hands in my hair, gripping tightly, when I flashed to Lilli yanking on it last night. As if on cue, James burst through my office door.
"Come on, dearest cousin of mine, we’re going out to lunch!" He leaned, palms down, onto my desk in front of me with a large smile.
"I can’t, I have –"
"Oh, Christ, Aidan, you can spare an hour or two. Come on! Oscar and Dixon are going to meet us in twenty minutes." He straightened and looked at me expectantly.
"Fine," I sighed and walked around my desk. I stopped at Amy’s desk to go over a few quick things before leaving with James.
As we stood waiting for the car to pull up
to the curb, I caught sight of a girl with long brown hair. I knew it wasn’t Lilli, but it brought on another round of dirty thoughts.
"Well, well, well…" James chuckled.
"What?" I glared.
"Someone’s definitely less frustrated," he chuckled, again.
"I don’t know what you are –"
"You got laid, didn’t you?" James grinned mischievously.
"What?" My eyes felt like they would escape from my lids at any moment.
The car pulled up and we climbed in.
"It’s about damn time." He relaxed back into the seat. "So, did you get yourself a mistress or were you finally able to persuade the Missus to put out?" He raised his brow.
"I’m not discussing this with you." I shook my head.
"Then that’s a yes to Lilli finally putting out." He smirked.
"I never said –"
"You didn’t have to. If it were a mistress, you would still be stressed and acting over-dramatic." I was about to argue but he continued. "I know you. So, that means you and the wife are finally having sex." The car pulled up to a curb and stopped for us to get out. "And, shall I just say…" he climbed out and I followed, "It’s about fucking time!" He slapped his hand to my shoulder.
"What’s about fucking time?" Dixon’s boisterous voice came out of nowhere.
"Golden boy got himself some action." James smiled widely. I cringed at what Dixon was going to say.
"It’s about fucking time." Dixon laughed.
"What?" I looked at Dixon shocked.
"Hell, dude, if you didn’t get laid soon, I was going to personally offer my services."
James almost ran into the door after Dixon's comment.
"Dude, seriously, did you have to go there?" James shook his head.
"Who is going where?" Oscar questioned. He leaned against the wall at the entrance of the restaurant.
"Oh, Aidan finally got laid and Dixon considered servicing Aidan," James blurted like it was just normal lunch conversation.
Oscar raised an eyebrow at me.
"You would choose Dixon over me?" He laughed. "I’m insulted."
"Jesus, when did you all become homos?" James turned and looked at us.
"You’re just jealous because you can’t have me." I laughed. "We’re related and that’s just wrong." Dixon and Oscar burst into laughter as we sat at our private table.
