Like he needs me close, and not only for sex.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” he rasps in that sexy as hell tone.
“Morning.” I bite my lower lip before I tell him to wake me up this way every day.
Best wake up call ever.
He stands up and carries me to the bathroom and runs the bath for me.
“Why do you always run me baths?” I ask as he sits me inside the bathtub and pours in my coconut bath bubble. He smells like it sometimes from the number of times he sits with me.
“I told you. Warm baths help when you’re sore.”
I raise an eyebrow. “How do you know I’m sore?”
He stops to stare down at me. There’s that strange gleam in his eyes again. I would call it care if I didn’t know that Aiden doesn’t do that.
“I know I don’t take it easy on you. I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not. I can’t control myself with you, Elsa. I tried and it’s impossible.” He grins. “I can, however, run you baths and give you massages.”
“That’s so fucked up.”
“I was always the fucked up type, but you already know that.”
Yeah, I do.
I guess I’m fucked up, too, if I can’t escape his orbit.
Souls are attracted to each other.
Kim’s words hit me like an arrow to the chest.
Aiden steps behind me and wraps his legs around me so I’m nuzzled against his semi-hard cock. I swear the thing is never soft.
At least not around me.
The scent of coconut lingers in the air as Aiden lathers my skin. He draws those usual circles on my back.
It’s like he’s scribbling something.
Warm water and his soothing touch cover me in a halo. I let my head drop back against his chest.
His fingers stroke my hair, then the pulse point in my throat, then my scar.
The three parts he’s so obsessed with.
Then he goes back to holding me against him.
I close my eyes wanting to continue sleeping. Can we skip school today?
We have about an hour before we need to go, but I’m too comfortable to move.
“Did you sleep last night?” I ask, still closing my eyes.
“No.”
“What did you do all night long?”
“Watched you, sweetheart.”