Page 119 of Done with You

It was warm, it was inviting, it was magical.

She blinked up at him, tears burning the backs of her eyes. She knew Rayma would love it.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her throat tight and the words coming out more like a scrape.

He nodded once. “Team work.”

“We do work pretty well together.”

His eyes darkened again. Nostrils flared.

That heat in her cheeks ramped up and her belly fluttered.

Her eyes darted around them. There were Harty boys and their wives milling around, kids everywhere, a few guests mingling. They were less than thirty minutes to the ceremony.

But she didn’t care.

Grabbing Aiden’s hand, she tugged him back into the house, made sure nobody was watching, and shoved him into the powder room directly off the laundry room. Locking the door, she shoved him up against the wall and kissed his face off. Kissed him like he held all the answers to every question she’d ever had, and every question she ever would have.

He kissed her back with the same intensity, spinning her around so it was her back to the door. Her dress had a high-slit, so it made jumping up onto his hips easy. He pressed her harder against the door, moaning into her mouth and devouring her whimpers as his tongue plundered and plunged.

She was riding a high.

Not only had they saved the day—with a whole lot of help from everyone else—but she’d finally told off her mother and holy hell did it feel fantastic. She hadn’t seen her mother since she left the bridal suite upstairs, and frankly, she didn’t care if she did again.

Yanna Young was toxic and there was no room for her on this joyous day.

There was no time for complete clothes removal, though. This had to be the quickest of quickies. A real true-blue, wham bam, thank you, ma’am kind of deal. Pull some fabric to the side, drop some pants just enough and go.

Aiden seemed to catch her drift, because he was already reaching beneath her dress. He found her center with his fingers by pushing her thong to the side, but she mustn’t have been wet enough for him because he brought his fingers to his mouth sucked them but then put them back between her legs. Immediately, he pushed two inside her and his thumb found her clit. She was back on her feet and fumbling with the button and zipper on his pants.

“There’s a belt, too,” he said with a chuckle, taking pity on her, removing his fingers from her pussy and unfastening his belt and pants. She took that time to pull her thong all the way off, then his cock was out, in his palm and she was leaping back onto his hips, taking him inside of her with an ease that shocked both of them.

They made eye contact and both seemed surprised at how easily that worked.

“Nothing but net,” he said, breaking into a big grin.

She tossed her head back against the door and laughed.

But then things turned serious again—and fast. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started to bounce up and down while Aiden bucked upward. She rode him hard and fast, letting the moment, the adrenaline, the triumph of the day fuel her orgasm and push her closer to the edge.

Aiden was beautiful in his serge. And the way he’d thrown himself into helping make this day special for Jordan and Rayma just made him all the more beautiful in Oona’s eyes. His advice to Rayma had been spot-on, and was exactly what she needed.

He was growing. He was evolving. He was working to make things right and she had to give him props for it. But she also had to guard her heart.

This was a great start, but even plane crashes can have stellar take offs.

She’d worry about that later, though. That was for future Oona to worry about. For future Oona to figure out. Right now, present Oona was going to take the win and fill her brain with as much oxytocin as it could handle.

He wedged a hand between them, found her clit and gave it a pinch. She gasped and started to bounce up and down on him even harder. Squeezing her muscles on the way down. Grinding down harder onto his fingers as they ran circles around her throbbing clit, she raked her teeth along his jaw, then nipped at his neck. He growled, pinched her clit again, and she exploded.

Like a powder keg covered in rocket fuel, she went off. Her body shook like she’d been electrocuted as she settled down deep on his cock and pulsed around him. Her limbs tingling, center heated and full of crashing waves of pleasure. Pressing her head hard against his shoulder, she allowed every sensation to just ravage him.

A moment later, Aiden grunted and his hand cupping her ass tightened, his fingers digging into her cheek as his cock twitched and pulsed against her walls and he exhaled deeply through his mouth.

They stayed like that for a long minute. Arms around each other, connected, breathing ragged.

Eventually, though, noise beyond the door brought them both back to reality and she slid off him, then sat down to pee.

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