Against her belly, she could feel him growing hard, and she groaned.
He broke the kiss. Her cry of disappointment ended in a gasp when he kissed her neck and then buried his face in her cleavage.
She clutched his head against her. The room spun a bit as his tongue traced the top swells of her breast. Then it darted into the valley between.
More. I want more.
“Me too,” he choked out.
I said that aloud?
He eased his fingers inside her corset, finding one sensitive nipple and squeezing it.
She cried out and pressed closer.
There was a slight tug. Was he trying to free her breast from the corset? Did he know the effort it took to get them in there?
“Wait, if you take it out, it’ll be so hard to get it back in there,” she croaked, just before it sprang free. She sighed. “Oh, well. As you were.”
The boning from the top of her corset bit into the soft underside of her breast, but she barely felt it the moment his tongue lashed one freed nipple.
And then his lips closed around the peak, and he sucked.
Oh, god. She clutched him to her breast, trying to find purchase holding the back of his head. But the mask was so tight and slippery. She finally just had to cup his masked head with her palms and hold onto him that way.
Her knees grew weak as he alternated between sucking and biting.
The need inside her grew, and she squirmed against him.
He caught her leg, hiking it over his hip, and ground his erection into the sensitive area between her legs.
With his pants and her leggings, there was no skin to skin, but it almost didn’t seem to matter.
He moved his hip just in the right way that it stimulated her most sensitive spot. The intensity of the sensation shook her world. It was intoxicating. Enthralling. And almost... familiar.
In an instant, her mind flashed back to that moment on the beach with James. In the tent. Where he’d had her leg up like this and stroked her.
She didn’t fight the image that was now in her head, or the sudden need to pretend she was with James. Apparently, hewasinvited to this party.
She ground herself against Aidan’s erection, once, twice, and then her pleasure launched like a rocket.
The orgasm swept over her so suddenly, so intensely, that she screamed. Aidan’s palm quickly covered her mouth to silence it, as he rocked her through the climax.
Her heart thundered in her chest as her knees threatened to give out. But being pinned between his body and the wall kept her upright.
She watched the door, certain someone would burst in after hearing her.
But there was nothing except her own racing heart. With its slowing came the awareness of how hard a certain part of Aidan still was. How uncomfortable he must be right now.
He’d been all about her pleasure. Making sure she found release. Not all guys were like that. In her experience, it was a rarity.
The urge to touch him grew. To give him pleasure and release the way he’d given it to her.
With a slow smile that she loved he could finally see, she sank to her knees in front of him.
It was the responsible thing to do, after all. She couldn’t exactly let Aiden fromAsh Masterswalk out this door into Comic Con with a giant hard-on, now could she?
No way. They’d scare the mortals.