Moving his hand slowly, he pulls down my skirt, leaving me in my matching white lace panties. He stands abruptly, grinning reassuringly while he undoes the button and zipper of his suit pants, letting them cascade to the floor. I watch his rock-hard cock as it forms in right front of me. He moves back on top of me on the bed.
Aiden’s lips caress my skin, and his hands slowly undo my bra, freeing my breasts. Throwing my bra to the floor, he moves his soft lips to my nipple where he sucks and twirls his tongue, sending shivers down my spine. The warmth of his tongue only heightens my nerve endings. Then he sucks and blows, followed by kissing his way down my chest and stomach to my panty line where he puts a finger from each hand inside the lace and tugs. I lift my ass so that he can take my panties off with ease.
Slowly, he kisses his way back up my stomach to my collarbone and past my cheek to my lips. Kissing me, he takes charge, letting me know how much he wants me. Aiden moves his hand to massage my breast. His firm touch is making me wet while my clit throbs. Our breathing quickens with the electricity of the moment.
Shifting his hands between my legs, he begins moving his fingers. Rotating on my clit so softly I barely feel it, yet it leaves me practically begging him for more while I kiss him breathlessly.
He intensifies the pressure on my clit as he circles, and the feeling of pleasure engulfs me as he slowly slides two fingers inside. The pleasure causes me to moan in reaction when he moves his lips from my mouth to my earlobe, gently kissing and tugging with his teeth.
“Oh, Aiden.”
His fingers move within me, in and out relentlessly, while his thumb presses on my clit. The taste of his lips on mine makes me want him inside of me desperately—that single thought enhancing my pleasure.
The heat rises while a welcomed warmth invades my entire body. The feeling is indescribable as he motions in and out, and I’m overcome with pleasure. The heat rises, I arch my back, and he kisses my mouth forcefully while muffling my moans. My body shakes, leaving me breathless, and every inch of me tingles with pleasure as I explode around his fingers.
As I climax, I murmur his name into his mouth while overwhelming emotions of undeniable love for him fill my entire being.
Aiden moves so he’s completely on top of me and positions his cock at my entrance. I’m out of breath and still falling from the high when he enters me hard and fast. I moan in response as does he. He moves his lips back to my mouth, and I savor the taste of him. His pace quickens, his hips meeting mine, withdrawing, and then back to me. A surge of electricity flows between us, all the while his lips caress mine with so much want. Feverishly, I return the kiss while he thrusts relentlessly into me.
Aiden reaches for my leg, and I wrap it around his back, so he can thrust even deeper, filling me entirely. The feeling is now overwhelmingly satisfying. I moan with him, and we move together in unison.
“Aiden…”
“Oh, Jeni…” he groans in reply.
Our lips touc
h, but we don’t kiss, our breathing’s erratic. He moves his hips in such a way that it causes my breath to hitch. Aiden knows the effect he’s having on me, and that I’m completely satisfied. Thrusting deeper and faster at a unyielding tempo, he kisses me hard as sweat beads on his brow.
I clench my fingernails into his back because I know he loves it when I do that.
Aiden continues to thrust into me deeper and faster until I feel it, the heat, engulfing me quickly. My breathing hitches, and I moan out in pleasure as I feel nothing but pure love for this man.
“Mmm…” It’s a cross between the sound of pure ecstasy and undeniable happiness. Aiden doesn’t try to muffle my sounds. Instead, he kisses my neck, gently sucking as I reach my climax again. My muscles tighten as he continues to drive into me. Eventually, after a few hard thrusts, he scrunches his face in that delicious way as he pumps harder until he moans and comes hard and with such force, I can feel it.
“Jeni,” he calls out. He falls limp on top of me—chest to chest, forehead to forehead. His intense, bright-blue eyes stare into mine as he gently kisses me so tenderly it warms my heart. I know at this moment just how much he’s in love with me. I know because I can see it in the way he looks at me, and it’s no different than the way I feel about him.
He truly is my exception.
Aiden slowly pulls out of me and rolls over on the bed. I lay here unable to move I’m so exhausted. He leans over, pulling me to his chest where I cuddle into him, and we spend the night in each other’s arms.
The next week we get into our routine, and it’s late on Friday evening when Aiden receives a phone call.
“Hello?” he murmurs down the line. “Speaking.” Suddenly, he’s standing, and it makes me concerned.
“It what? When?” He rubs the back of his neck as he looks at me again, this time with a furrowed brow.
“Holy shit! Is he all right?” he asks, talking quickly.
My interest spikes. So I get up and walk over to him.
Aiden sits on a chair at the dining table and slouches, running his hand through his hair. “Oh, thank God.” He lets out a relieved sigh. “And what about Tori Jenkins?” His face falls, his eyes glaze over blinking a few times in clear sadness.
Oh hell, now I’m really worried.
“Fuck… that’s terrible news.” Aiden puts his head in his hands. “Thanks for letting me know. We’ll be right down.” Letting out a large exhale, he ends the call.
Knowing there’s clearly something wrong, my heart pounds in my chest. “What’s happening?” I ask, fearing something dreadful.