by Sadie Grubor
"Can we go home now?" The pleading in his voice was amusing and arousing at the same time. I knew why he wanted to go home and instantly felt nervous. My inner turmoil was back.
I shook my head.
"I love this song." Shrugging, I danced into the crowd of bodies, moving my hips. Aidan followed close behind.
He grabbed my hips and stood behind me as I moved. His grip tightened halfway through the song. When he pulled me flush against him, I could feel his erection press against my lower back. The music drowned out my moan. Aidan's mouth met the side of my neck and he bit down lightly, I almost melted to the floor.
Aidan spun me around and pulled my arms around his neck. He slid his hand down my side, over my hip and to the back of my thigh, lifting it up over his hip. He was moving against me in the most delicious way. The possibility of coming in the middle of this crowd surprisingly turned me on more.
I tightened my hands around his neck. He pressed his lips and tongue to my neck. He moved against me, his grip tightening on the back of my thigh. Soon my other thigh was around him.
"We're leaving," he growled. I giggled. Alcohol in full affect and all internal turmoil drowned.
Aidan had his cell phone to his ear and back in his pocket in a flash. When we got outside, I realized my coat was still inside the club. But, I was being put into the back of a car, Aidan climbing in quickly behind.
I tried to scoot over to allow him room, but he grabbed just above my ankle and pulled me under him. The car door closed and the driver pulled away from the club. His body hovered over me for a split second and then his lips were on mine, kissing and sucking as if he’d never kissed me before.
"You taste so good," he growled against my jaw. Lifting my thigh up over his hip again, he pressed his hips forward against me. My mind was a fog of alcohol and lust.
"Don't stop," I breathed heavily.
"I don't plan on it." The conviction in his voice sent gooseflesh over my skin.
The car pulled up to our house. Aidan pulled me from the car, tugging me behind him. I was stumbling from the alcohol and these damn boots. Why did I wear these deathtraps?
"Aidan," I giggled. "Slow down...my heels –" Before I could say another word, I was over Aidan's shoulder and being whisked into the house.
Jay answered the door in pajamas and hid his grin as Aidan carried me inside.
"Hey, Jay!" I giggled and waved from over Aidan's shoulder.
"Good evening, Mrs. Iverson," his grin widened.
Once halfway up the stairs, I could no longer see Jay.
"You know, you didn't even say hello to Jay." My scolding slurred.
"Hello, Jay," he called out just before we burst through the bedroom doors.
He placed me on my feet. The vertical change caused me to stumble. Aidan grabbed my elbow and kicked the door shut.
Pulling me to his chest, his lips crashed into mine. Moving over my jaw again, he started to speak.
"You are driving me crazy," he moaned into my skin.
"I didn't –"
He snorted, which cut me off. Pulling back, I looked at his face. He smiled.
"You were going to say you didn't do anything, right?" I nodded and he snorted again. "You do everything and don't even realize it." He leaned into my ear. "That just makes it even hotter. I could have fucked you senseless on the dance floor." Then his lips attacked my earlobe. I shivered.
Soon my shirt was over my head and he began sucked on my collarbone while unbuttoning my pants. I pushed his jacket off his shoulders and started unbuttoning his shirt.
A frustrated growl at my uncooperative bra resounded from him. Before I could offer my assistance, he simply ripped the fabric in the front and pulled it off my arms.
"Hey!"
"I'll buy you more." The last word muffled by my nipple.
"Oh God!" I fisted his hair.
"Lilli..." He warned and stopped the tongue magic.
"Aidan," I shouted. "Please, don't stop."
He backed me to the bed. Aidan quickly unzipped the knee high boots and pulled them off, my pants following.
Aidan stripped from his clothes and climbed over my body, kissing from the inside of my knee to my neck. Each wet, open mouthed kiss elicited a moan from me.
"Uhng...Lilli...you taste so good." His tongue ran from the base of my neck, through the valley between my breasts. Then he dipped his tongue into my belly button, an action I’d never thought of as erotic, until now.
Suddenly, my leg was over his shoulder and his tongue was on my sensitive spot, two fingers plunging into my depths.
"Oh...Ahhh....shit..." I writhed.
"So good...Mmmmm..."
Molten heat exploded inside of me and around his fingers. He moved his fingers and plunged his tongue inside as my climax hit full force.
Panting and gasping for breath, he moved up my body. I couldn't help but pull his lips to mine. He pulled back and looked down at me.
"You taste amazing."
I licked his lips.
"Mmmm...you’re right." His tongue assaulted my mouth.
His knees pushed at my thighs, spreading them farther apart. He settled his body between them.
"Ready for me, Lilli?" he whispered huskily against my neck and positioned himself at my center. When he pushed into me, I swear, I saw red, white and blue fireworks.
"Oh Ggg... Aidan!" His pace increased at my scream.
"You're learning," he growled and nipped at my collarbone.
His lips latched onto the skin at the base of my neck and the slight pain from it turned me on more. When he detached I thought I heard him growl 'mine', but I was too lost in his thrusts to be sure.
Twenty minutes of him buried deeply in my center, I’d been sitting on the edge of ecstasy for ten of them.
"Please, Aidan...please," I begged and he grunted.
I couldn't take it any longer and brought my fingers between us. As I was rubbing myself into my orgasmic high, Aidan grabbed my wrist and stopped me.
"Not yet," he growled and smirked.
Okay, so it was little much, but damn if it didn't make the anticipation triple inside of me. I thought I would erupt.
"Oh God...Aidan...please?"
"Gladly," he rubbed his thumb over me and plummeted into me three more times. "Come for me, baby...come on, baby." The dominating tone was back and I erupted into oblivion of white flashes, dark night, and tensing limbs.
"That's it,.." He moaned. "Yes, Lilli...Yes!" He shuddered, then collapsed from his release.
We laid in a tangled sweaty mess, gasping for breath.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Aidan
There was no way we were going back to no sex. Lilli was so hot, sexy, smart, and just completely amazing. Best part, she had no idea just how amazing she was.
After seeing that asshole near her, putting his hands on her, and then her dancing with the other girls, I had to make her mine. She needed to realize she was mine and I was hers, she had to.
I was still unsure of how she was going to react this morning when she woke up. We’d never resolved anything, but I only hoped that last night was confirmation that we would continue.
When she stirred, I rolled to my side. Even with smudged make-up and bed head, she was wonderful. How was it possible for me to feel this strongly for her in just a few months? I hadn't lied to Dixon. I really did care about her. However, it was becoming more than caring.
Stretching out, the blanket slid off her chest, leaving her breasts bare to me. Christ. I must have said it out loud, because her eyes shot open. Pulling the blanket up, her eyes moved to my face. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me.
"Good morning."
She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Are you always going to watch me wake up?"
"Why?" I chuckled.
"It's kind of creepy." She gave me a disgusted look and I laughed.
She tensed when I kissed her forehead; however, it wasn't as bad as the
morning before. I leaned back up and she forced a small smile.
Lilli rolled away and started looking around with her brow furrowed.
"What's wrong?" I sat up. "What are we looking for?"
"Um...clothing," she looked at me sheepishly.
I raised my eyebrow.
"For?"
"For putting on my body," she said sarcastically.
"Are we getting out of bed already?"
"I don't know about you, but I am." She looked around again and leaned over the edge of the bed. I'll admit it, I peeked at her ass. She sat up, sliding on my white t-shirt. "I'm starving."
I could only stare. Seeing her in my t-shirt was hot.
"Don't move." I picked up the phone by the bed. "Good morning, Rachel. Can you send up a tray? Thank you." Hanging up with a grin, I turned back, pulling Lilli back down onto the bed. "Food is on the way."
Lilli leaned up on her forearms.
"I can go downstairs. I don't need to be served."
"Just shut up." I kissed her lips and pressed her into the bed.
I had just gotten one hand under the white t-shirt when her cell phone rang. I groaned, "Don't answer it."
She giggled and stretched her hand out. I grabbed it.
"I mean it." Her phone stopped ringing and I continued on my journey under the t-shirt.
"Master Iverson? Mrs. Iverson?" Jay knocked at the door.
I growled a curse and Lilli laughed.
"Cock-blocked again, Iverson."
"Zip it over there," With a feigned glare, I kissed her before sitting up against the headboard. "Come in."
Lilli's phone rang again and she answered it.
"Good morning!" Her face was so bright and cheerful. She rolled to her stomach, leaning up on her elbows like a teenager talking to one of her girlfriends.
Jay brought in breakfast on a cart and excused himself quickly.
"Thanks, Jay," I said as he closed the door. I pushed the blanket down and slipped my boxers on.
"Of course I do." "It's not a bother at all, you know that." "Great, Monday morning then? Brunch, sure." "Okay..." "Bye."
I returned with two coffees, croissants and fruit on a tray.
"Who was that?"
Lilli shifted around, twisting her body. This action caused my shirt to ride up and I could almost see her perfect little ass. I silently willed my dick down from full mast.
"Viola," she sat up, crossed her legs and leaned against the headboard. "I'm helping her with the upcoming charity ball. It's a black and white ball." She grabbed the cup of coffee I offered. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." I settled back against the headboard. "I'm glad you’re helping her."
In my peripheral vision I saw her smile a little. I knew she was worried about getting too involved with Viola. This arrangement made us question every detail. However, I could handle Lilli being around, even if we weren't together anymore. A small voice in my head called me a liar.
Chapter Six
Date Night: Iverson Style
Lillie
Last night was amazing. However, sex with Aidan Iverson always seemed to be amazing. I didn’t know if I could even bring myself to put a stop to it. It was just too – ugh, too good, but I needed to stop it before it progressed even further.
As I waited for the water to warm up in the shower, I turned to the mirror.
"I’m going to kill him." My anger boiled, examining the dark bruise at the base of my neck.
Stomping back into the bedroom, I glared at Aidan. He sat on the bed talking into his cell phone. He looked at me.
"I need to call you back." He dropped his phone to his lap. "What’s wrong?" He eyed me with a worried expression.
"A hickey? Seriously, Aidan, a hickey?" He fought laughing.
"It’s not that –"
"Oh, shut the hell up. It’s completely noticeable. I’ll have to wear turtlenecks for like a month." I half whined and half yelled. He lost his battle to not laugh at me. "It’s not funny, jerk! You don’t have some gross mark on you." I pointed to the offensive bruising.
"I wouldn’t mind." His cocky smirk made it a challenge.
"Oh really?" I cocked my head and darted to the bed. Jumping on his lap, I pinned him down.
My lips captured his neck before he could protest. Once he realized my intentions, his body took over, his hands groping, grinding his erection against me. I worked his neck until I was sure the evidence would be as noticeable as mine.
Channeling my inner Celia Leighe, I pulled back and climbed off of him. He groaned and tried to hold onto my hips. I slid away.
"Now we’re even." I shrugged and went back to the bathroom.
"Fuck…Lilli….come back to bed. You can’t leave me like –"
"Water’s running." Batting my lashes, I closed the bathroom door.
He had me so worked up, I couldn’t keep my fingers from wandering to the southern regions of my body, extinguishing the intense need throbbing inside me.
Throughout the remainder of my shower I wondered if he would appear in the bathroom. A part of me screamed for him to get in here. The other part of me, my brain, prayed he didn’t show up. I needed to process the past two days.
Knowing our date was tonight intensified my anxiety. He already admitted to not wanting to stop and how could I blame him when I started it. Plus, I hadn’t exactly objected to the other times. Instead I moaned, groaned, and grinded against him. Could I be any more hypocritical? I seriously needed to end the physical…well, maybe not end it, but definitely slow it down. We have to talk tonight, it’s going to be an uncomfortable conversation.
Drying off, I played out different ways to bring the topic up.
"So, Aidan, I love having sex with you, but do you think we could slow down before I mentally exhaust myself?" Or, how about, "Aidan, you do amazing things with your tongue, but I think we need to slow down on humping like rabbits." Hell, maybe I could open up with, "So, I know I jumped you like a bitch in heat in the library, but we should take a step back."
With a frustrated sigh, I mentally slapped myself for being an idiot. Discussing this stuff shouldn’t be this difficult. We are both adults and talked enough to make this arrangement, so discussing sex should be just a simple.
Yeah right, Lilli. Simple? Sex doesn’t make anything simple.
Silencing my thoughts, I wrapped up in a robe before drying my hair with a towel. I walked back in the bedroom, Aidan wasn’t there. I did a small happy dance. Literally, I did a dance. Quickly, I slipped into a pair of yoga pants, a sports bra, slid a tank top on, and headed to the workout room.
It was like a recon mission. I looked around corners before continuing down hallways and staircases. I was a pathetic coward. When I reached the workout room, I shut the door and leaned against it, trying to calm my nerves. Like I said – pathetic.
My nerves had settled from the workout and I wasn’t mentally playing the ‘mission impossible’ theme. There was still no sign of Aidan along the way to the library. I grabbed the book I’d left on the table and picked up where I’d left off. On the last chapter of the book, Aidan appeared in the doorway.
"There you are." He walked into the room. "I should’ve known." He smiled. Sitting on the lounge with me, he lifted my feet and placed them on his lap.
"What’s up?"
"It’s almost one and I wanted to let you know we’ll be leaving around four for the evening."
"The whole evening?"
"Well, we’ll return home tonight, if that’s what you are asking." He placed his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, mindlessly rubbing my foot.
"Okay. Um…where are we going?"
"It’s a surprise" He rolled his head over and winked.
"How am I going to know how to dress if you don’t tell me –"
"I don’t care how you dress." He shrugged and smiled.
"Aidan…"
"Okay, okay…we’re going to dinner. It’s a nice place, so just dress for a fancy resta
urant. Happy now?" He grumbled.
"Not particularly, but if you insist on us going out to some fancy place –"
"Do you not want to go tonight?" He lifted his head up with a look of concern
"Of course I want to go," he relaxed at my words. "I’m just saying I can eat at McDonalds and be fine with it. I don’t need some fancy restaurant and –"
"I want to take you though, if you don’t mind?" Again, he looked nervous. Like he was a high school boy terrified of the girl he just asked to the prom.
Pulling my feet from his lap and putting myself into a straight sitting position, I reached over and patted his shoulder.
"It’s fine," I smiled and turned back to my book.
"Lilli?" He leaned in close.
"Hmm?" I kept my eyes on the book, knowing if I looked at him we would once again be naked in the library.
"Are you going to get ready?" He was so close his breath warmed my shoulder.
"It’s only one o’clock." I turned my head to roll my eyes, but his gaze captivated me. "I-I…I think I can spare an hour before getting dressed." Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm down. "It won’t even take me two hours to get ready." I shrugged and quickly turned back to my book.
"So…" His fingers ran along my thigh "You would agree that we have time to kill?" The innuendo was obvious. I shifted a little, trying not to let him get to me. "Hmmm?" He hummed so close to my ear the vibrations of his words ticked.
I was hoping we could have this conversation later, but realized we were going to have to do this now.
"Aidan…" I used a warning tone. His lips grazed the edge of my ear. Then his body shifted closer and his tongue flicked against my lobe. "Aidan." Reluctantly, I pulled away, my vagina screaming in protest.
"What?" He looked confused and rejected. "What’s wrong?"
"I think we need to slow down." I placed the book back in my lap with a sigh.
"Slow down?"
I removed his hand.
"Look, I know I started this, but I mean…it’s just –"
He tensed.
"Don’t tell me it’s wrong or was a mistake, Lilli, because I don’t believe that."
"Not a mistake, just…it’s just a little too much too quickly. Ya know?"
"So, you aren’t opposed to us having sex, just how often we’re having it?" He raised one eyebrow, a small smile on his lips.
