by Lilly Wilde
They missed their friends and they missed their home and, of course, they desperately missed Mom. We discussed the possibility of counseling. We ultimately leaned toward no but decided to leave that door open. They were very comfortable at the penthouse and totally adored Allison and April. As for Aiden, well I could see that Lia was crazy about him but Bianca wasn’t as accepting. She appreciated his support but she wasn’t sold on him. All things considered, they were in a good place ... much better than I had anticipated.
“There you are,” April said, as I was walking out of the guestroom.
“I was actually about to come find you. I feel as though we haven’t had a chance to talk. Are you okay?” I asked.
“I should be asking you that. Not the other way around,” she replied.
“I’m actually coping pretty well. Thanks in large part to Aiden.”
“Yeah, he’s great. He’s so good for you Aria,” she sighed. Her words didn’t match her expression.
“Now are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”
She was having issues with Blaine. Although they had agreed to be friends, they both were having a difficult time with that transition. She went on to explain that he’d started to pull away and they’d argued about it. That’s when he’d told her about his girlfriend. I felt bad for my friend. She’d finally found a guy that made her want to stick around but he had baggage she hadn’t accounted for.
I told her what Kellan had said about Blaine being crazy about her and something didn’t quite add up. I assured her I would check with Kellan to see if he could tell me anything. He’d been checking in with me every day since Mom’s death. I missed our funny texts and nightly chats.
*****
We were all somewhat restless and ventured to the theater room to play pool. Although, I was enjoying this time with everyone, I was starting to miss Aiden. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, he walked into the room.
“Be careful, Allison cheats,” he said.
“I do not cheat Aiden,” she said.
“Oh yeah? Have any of you won?” he asked, surveying the room.
“Now that you mention it, no,” said Lia.
I listened as Aiden and Allison exchanged jabs about her history of cheating when they played billiards at the family home. She ultimately challenged him to a game to which he accepted. I watched him loosen his tie and remove his jacket. I could literally stare at him all day. They didn’t get a chance to finish the game. Allison’s friend called and invited her to dinner to which she invited us all. Aiden and I declined. The others left the room to shower and change.
He walked over to me when they had all left. He traced a fingertip slowly along my cheek. I closed my eyes as the heated currents of his touch traveled through me.
“I thought they’d never leave,” he said, reaching down to pick me up. I wrapped my legs around his firm body as he kissed me. He broke our kiss and lowered me to the floor.
“Did you arrange that?” I asked, referring to the dinner invite.
“Yes,” he replied, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.
“Why?” I asked.
“To fulfill your request.”
*****
Aiden located our phones and turned them both off. He placed my phone on the dresser and turned toward me. “This is going to take some time and I don’t want to be interrupted.”
The aura of the room instantly changed. Hunger, lust and anticipation hang in the air. He sauntered toward me and immediately captured me in his arms. He lowered his mouth to mine, softly caressing my lips as his hands traveled down my back, pulling me closer to his hard body. He severed our kiss and cradled my face as he searched my eyes. Was he seeking affirmation? He had it. I wanted him. I needed him.
“Tonight is about us and I don’t want to focus on anyone else but us. I want to spend the entire night showing you how much you mean to me,” he said.
He unhurriedly lifted the silk material over my head. I watched his eyes darken as they hungrily traveled my body. He stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed … his eyes lingering on my lips, my breasts, and the heated area between my thighs. I stood before him naked and unashamed as he savored and coveted my body ... the body that was his and his alone. I walked over to the bed and reached out to him; I wanted to undress him. I reached for his hand and he stood, towering over me. I placed my hands on his waist, immediately seduced by the feel of his skin. I eased my hands inside the top edge of his pajamas and found the drawstring. I untied it and watched as they dropped, pooling around his ankles. His thick, erect shaft blatantly demanded my attention. I reached for him, relishing the feel of his heavy manhood. I stroked his length and felt him grow even more beneath my touch. My sex clenched with need as the anticipation grew. He stepped closer, removing all space between us. I closed my eyes as his lips found my neck. He placed soft endless kisses along my nape as I stroked his arousal. I leaned into him, moaning as his tongue swept softly across my neck. He scooped me up and gently placed me in the center of the bed.
He walked to the foot of the bed; his naked body was truly a sight to behold. His svelte muscular frame garnered all of my attention. People Magazine had it wrong … Aiden Raine was definitely the sexiest man alive. I took time to appreciate what I’d been missing, starting with his rounded shoulders and firm biceps. My eyes traveled along his chest to his pecks; I couldn’t wait to trace my hands over them. I grazed over his torso, stopping at the tight band of flesh on his abdomen that led to a well-defined v-shaped muscle. His body was a sexual assault on my senses; an erogenous overload yielding violent pulses from an extremely eager Virginia.
I bit my lip, watching him as he placed his hands on either side of my legs. His biceps flexed as he leaned forward, their tone and definition accented by the thick veins coursing down his forearms. He placed his palms on my ankles and lowered his head to kiss the top of each foot. He moved slowly upward, planting soft kisses on my legs. He gently pushed my legs apart and I wanted to scream … this was torture at its best. I moaned deeply as he bestowed sweet kisses along my inner thighs. He moved closer to my sex and settled comfortably between my legs. His fingers were on my sex spreading me open as he blew on the wet flesh. I squirmed, eager to feel the warmth of his tongue. He gently rubbed his fingers over my sex and planted a soft lingering kiss on my lips, his tongue teasing as he kissed.
“Mmmmm.” I moaned, as my hands found his head.
His lips covered my clit and he lightly sucked the sensitive bud. He flicked his tongue on the extreme tip and suctioned and I convulsed as the gentle sting of his teeth on my clit pulled me to my orgasm. He continued sucking as my body trembled uncontrollably, releasing my lust for him. He licked deeply inside my pussy taking my juices, making them his.
I wanted him inside me. I reached for him as he moved his body over mine. He grabbed my wrists in one hand, placing them together above my head as he settled on my neck; his fingers sliding in and out of my pussy. I whimpered endlessly as he reduced my body to a limp mass beneath his skilled touch.
“I want to make love to you Aria. I want you to feel everything I’m feeling.”
His erection was hard against my thigh. He placed his knee between my legs spreading them farther apart; I felt his manhood at the entrance of my sex. He looked down at me and I saw the depth of his feelings, the ravenous desire he had for me; it echoed my own. He moved the head of his cock up and down the wet slit and slowly slid inside me. His eyes were focused on me, absorbing my reaction to the fullness of him. Fuck, he was so big and so fucking hard. I cried out as he pushed in deeper. I peered into his smoldering green eyes and our connection was as immediate as it was intense. He lowered his head to meet my lips. His mouth molding into mine, it was a slow tango of lips and tongue. He moved his mouth to my cheek, leaving a trail of kisses down to my neck, reaching my breast. He clutched my nipple between his teeth and I arched into his mouth as he moved in and out of me. The unfamiliar feel of the soft penetrating p
lunges into my essence was as deep as it was emotional. I could feel the depth of his connection to me with each slow push of his manhood into my tightening walls. He pushed forward and stilled. I shuttered as my orgasm started to take root. He began grinding slowly stretching me making me feel with his body what he conveyed with his eyes. He kissed me softly on the lips.
“You’re so beautiful Aria,” he said, “I love being inside you.” His kisses and his words flowed through me like blood in my veins.
He lowered his head sliding his tongue across my lips before sealing his mouth over mine, licking deeply into my mouth as he released my wrists. The kiss was interrupted by his grunts as he expertly moved his cock in an out of my over-filled cunt. “Aria, you feel so fucking good,” he breathed, as he buried his face in my neck.
Every touch engaged parts of me that he had discovered and that I now knew only he could sate. Every stroke was focused; targeting that spot that released all of my control to him. He gave every part of himself with each slow drive into me. The essence of his being was utterly transferred into me with each gentle thrust. He had control of a part of me that I didn’t know existed … a part that only he could touch … a part that lusted for him, wanted him and needed him.
“Aiden, please don’t stop,” I panted. My heart was beating so rapidly; it resonated in my ears. I was connected to this man in a way that I couldn’t understand, a way that denied logic. Each gentle invasion took me higher and higher, floating above Boston, floating above all of the pain and uncertainty of this world. My mind was free and my body was his. I closed my eyes and fell deeper into the world he’d taken me to. I was floating, above the clouds in a place that only he and I existed. The feel of his skin on mine was electric. I was about to explode.
“There it is Princess. Cum for me.” My body arched into his as he sealed my mouth with his, absorbing my moans. My tongue seductively danced with his as my hands tightly clutched his back. The slow intense thrusts into me were tender and deep. He pushed into me, giving all of himself to me in a way he never had. Each kiss had a different meaning. Each thrust was an emotional journey to the center of my soul. Each touch expressed the depth of his desire for me. He guided me on my stomach and planted soft kisses on my back before lowering his hard body onto mine, spreading my legs and reentering me. His mouth was on my neck, kissing and licking. “Ah, shit,” he groaned, as he sank into me. I grasped the sheets as he went deeper.
“Does this feel good?” he asked.
“Yes,” I responded, breathlessly.
He reached underneath my chest placing his hands on my shoulders pulling me down as he pushed into me. His skin was hot and wet against mine. He was touching every sensitive part of my being I didn’t want this to end. I wanted time to stand still.
He turned me and I was again lying on my back beneath his hard frame. He reached for my hands, interlacing our fingers above my head as he very slowly eased into me. My fingers tightened around his as he hit that spot that made me lose myself. He kissed my cheek and looked down at me. I stared into his eyes as he skillfully stroked my sex, filling me, adorning me, making love to both my mind and body.
I felt loved. I felt adorned. I felt complete. I was overwhelmed by the flood of emotion that accompanied the delicate worshipping of my body. Tears began rolling down my cheeks as this beautiful man made love to me. He looked down at me, his dark emeralds filled with an all-consuming passion. I watched his reaction to my tears; his eyes searching mine until understanding crossed his handsome face. He leaned down and softly kissed away my tears. We both knew that this moment sealed our fate. I was his and he was mine. “I love you Aria,” he said and lowered his lips to mine.
He pushed into me, so deep that he’d made us one. My body arched into his as I came again, moaning his name. I trembled as the intensity of the orgasm tore through me … touching every part of me. I felt the expansion of his already too large manhood explode inside me. The pulses seemed endless. He released my hands and cradled my face and stared into my eyes as his release continued.
As the last of his essence entered me, he adorned my forehead, cheeks and lips with soft chaste kisses, finally rolling over and pulling me to his chest. The soft music that had seemingly faded now enveloped us as we both lie there in the afterglow, surrounded by the sensual smell of sex.
“What are you thinking?” I asked.
“How special you are to me … how special this moment was. If time could stand still I’d choose this moment,” he replied.
We both lay quietly listening to the other’s breathing, content after our love making and as if the universe heard our pleas, Enya’s Only Time, filled the room, enclosing us. For those brief moments, time really did stand still for us … two lovers finding their way and growing in love.
This was the first time I had ever made love and it was a feeling … an experience that left me speechless. I felt cherished, worshipped and so much love from him in this moment. Every wall, he’d knocked down. Every part of me, he’d explored. There was no going back. I was forever changed, forever touched …
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Aiden, don’t leave,” I said, as I abruptly awoke from the recurring nightmare of Aiden morphing into my father.
“Hey. I’m here. Are you okay?”
I hugged him tightly, hoping his presence would force the memories of the dream away.
“Yeah, just had a bad dream,” I said.
“I’ll never leave Aria.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that before,” I mumbled, more to myself than to him.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I replied.
“What did you say Aria?”
“I’ve heard that before,” I repeated.
“What? That I’ll never leave?” he asked.
“Not from you specifically. From my dad. When I was younger, I guess I was about nine or ten. My friend’s parents divorced and her dad left and she rarely saw him after that. One night Dad was saying goodnight to me and I said to him, “Promise you’ll never leave.” And he promised and I believed him. But I was just a kid so why would I not believe him, right? I could feel the tears building. I inhaled hoping to choke them back. In the end, he left … and he never looked back.”
I didn’t want to feel this way, especially after such a beautiful experience with him but that dream, that ridiculous dream – it wouldn’t let me go.
“I don’t have either of my parents and I have two sisters to take care of. I don’t know how I’m going to do this Aiden. Every day when I look at them, all I see is what I no longer have.”
“Aria, you –”
“I don’t want to talk about it Aiden,” I said, jumping from the bed. “I’m going to take a shower,” I said, turning to face him.
He didn’t say anything but I could see he was going to make me talk about this, and I would…but not now.
“Well hurry and get dressed. After breakfast, Allison has the day planned for us,” he said following me to the bathroom.
After our shower, I emerged from the bathroom and headed to his closet for something to wear.
“What does Allison have planned?” I asked.
“The Skating Club and lunch at Bronwyn. Do you like German cuisine?”
“Sure, but that doesn’t sound like the entire day,” I said.
“She wants to show your sisters around a bit and then head to The Sinclair for dinner and live music.”
I smiled upon hearing about the music.
“I thought you’d like that,” he said.
“I do. Very much.”
*****
It was shortly after midnight when we finally walked into the penthouse. Aiden, April and I said our goodnights but Allison, Lia and Bianca were still pretty wired so we left them to their own devices.
I was walking out of the bathroom, dressed for bed. “I know the timing is less than ideal but I think we need to determine what’s happening,” I said.
“What do you me
an?” he asked.
“Between us,” I said.
“Oh, that,” he said.
“Yes ... that,” I replied. “Why do you sound so dismal?”
He sighed. “Because I’m not prepared to say goodbye to you.”
“You’re so sure that’s where this will lead?”
“I know it’s highly probable considering you wouldn’t be here had you not loss your mother.”
“That’s true. But my loss has forced me to think about some things, things I can’t continue running from and I think we should talk about it.”
“I didn’t want to be insensitive so I’ve not said anything but I agree. We should talk. Aria, as much as I want to solidify things with us, I want to be considerate of what you’re going through. Our talk can wait,” he said.
“Thank you Aiden but I’m fine to talk about it now.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I’m sure. But first, I would like to express my gratitude. You’ve not left my side since all of this happened. You’ve gone over and beyond anticipating my every want and need, hell even things I didn’t know I wanted until you had done it. You stepped in and made everything better. My sisters are crazy about you … well maybe not Bianca,” I added, smiling. “From what they’ve told me, Mom had some type of cougar crush on you.”
“A cougar crush huh?” he asked, amused.
“Yep,” I replied.
“Aria, there’s nothing to thank me for. I’m where I should be, where I want to be, where I hope you’ll allow me to stay.”
I considered his words and I wanted to tell him what he wanted to hear. “You know a little about my relationship issues but I want to give you more insight,” I said.
