The second I turn to face her, wearing an expression of disbelief, she wastes no time bringing her lips to mine.
The kiss feels almost… tentative. Like she's waiting for me to kiss her back, to let her know I want this, too.
"Dani…" I whisper again, trailing off as I sink a hand into her hair. My unspoken message isof course I want you. I'll always want you like this.
She lets out a relieved breath, and I capture it with another kiss. I'm angling her face and kissing her deeper, suddenly wanting as much of her as I can get. I want her now, as much as I can have, and I want to capitalize on whatever it is she's giving me.
I bear down on her until she's laying underneath me on the couch, until I'm settled between her legs and aligning every part of me with every part of her. When she lets out a whimper at the contact, I groan and slide my tongue between her lips to deepen our contact.
"Take me to bed," she gasps against my kiss. Her hands begin to slide eagerly under my shirt, over my skin, trying to reach as much of me as she can. Like she's desperate to touch me. "Not here. Take me to bed. Please, Aiden."
I let out another groan and drop my forehead to hers.Like I'll ever not be completely powerless against that request.
I climb off the couch and reach down to pull her up with me. Without a word, I tug her down the hallway to my bedroom, pull her inside and shut the door behind her. All I want is for her to be in my arms.
The second I shut the door, she's flattened against me, her lips pressed to mine, kissing me as if she'll never get a chance to kiss me again.
"Aiden, please," she breathes.
It’s all the encouragement I need.
I scoop her into my arms and take her straight to my bed, until I can lay her down in the center of it and crawl over top of her like I'm dying to be. I just want to be close to her. My lips travel along her jaw, down her throat, until I'm kissing along the edge of her shirt and silently begging for her to let me make her mine.
She doesn't respond with words, she just reaches down to the edge of her shirt and pulls it off in one swift motion. Then she's cupping my face and pulling me back to her like she can't stand a second of being without me.
It drives me into a frenzy. Without taking my lips from hers, I reach down to her jeans and begin to undo them so I can tug them over her hips. Eventually I have to pull away, just long enough to slide down her body, but it's worth it when I straighten up and realize she's almost completely naked beneath me. Other than a pair of lace panties, she's completely bare and desperate for me.
I don't get a chance to fawn over her because almost immediately, she's tugging at my shirt and whispering, "Off, off. I want to see you." And because I couldn't deny this woman anything ever, I give her what she wants. I pull my shirt off over my head, then immediately lean down to undo my pants and tug those off, as well.
It's still not enough, though. For me or for her. When she begins to impatiently tug at my boxer-briefs, I realize I can't go another second without seeing, smelling,tastingher, and immediately turn to ripping the lace off of her. I'm moving down her body and burying my mouth between her legs before she can make any other requests.
Not that she tries to. The second my tongue splits her in half, she lets out a surprised cry of pleasure. Her fingers dig into my hair, her legs squeeze around my head, and she gives herself over to my touch. She lets me taste her the way I'm dying to do.
"Aiden,Aiden,I'm going to—" she gasps.
I can't even pull away long enough to answer her, that's how frantic I am for her pleasure on my tongue. I merely growl my approval at her reaction and double down on my efforts.
I want her mindless for what I can give her.
It doesn't take long to make her that way. A minute later, she's already tugging on my hair, squeezing my head between her legs, until the pain and suffocation is almost enough to pull me away from her incredible taste.
I drive my tongue inside her and look up the length of her body, watching as she explodes in ecstasy. Ecstasy thatIgave her.
"Aiden,” she gasps as she comes down from her high. "I need you."
I straighten immediately, feeling just as eager for her as she is for me. Everything about this moment is different than before—this isn’t just lust, it’s… need. Her expression isdesperate.Like she needs me more than she needs her next breath.
I’m so distracted by this vision of a Dani I've never seen before that it isn't until I kick off my boxer-briefs that it hits me.
"Fuck," I hiss, dropping my head to hang between my shoulders. "Dani…"
"What?" she whispers, frantically pulling my hips against hers. "What is it?"
"I don't have a condom," I mumble. I totally forgot to buy more after the last time. I start to pull away from her, forcing myself to come to terms with the fact that I fucked up and won't be getting mine tonight.
That thought is shot to shit when she grabs my hips and pulls me even closer.
"I don't care," she gasps. "I need you, Aiden, right now. I don't care."