Page 67 of The Sky Between Us

“Fuck that,” Aiden punched his wheel, making the car shake. “You are my priority and if you can’t see that you are fucking blind. If that was me at sixteen, I would have made it work for you. You don’t abandon people like that, I know you had a life and you are just now getting it back. I hate him for what he did to you and I already disliked him before.”

A single tear rolled down my face. “But I don’t want to be your priority, Aiden. You have a plan; you have a goal and you need to follow it. I don’t want to be the reason you don’t accomplish it.”

Aiden exhaled loudly and threw his head against the headrest, taking deep breaths in. A vein pulsed on his forehead and I’ve never seen him that angry. I knew he hated the unknown person that was Sky’s father, but knowing it was Jake only magnified his hatred. It scared me to watch him open and close his fist as if he was trying to stop himself to punch something.

“Hey,” I reached out to rest my hand on his leg. His burning blue eyes turned to me and I climbed into his lap straddling him. “I love you. I never loved anyone like this before. And it scares me. But it would scare me more to see you give up your dream. I know dreams are important, and I don’t want you to have to give up yours. You are the best thing that has happened to me in the past few years and you have already done so much for me, Aiden.”

Aiden rested his forehead on mine. “I would bring you down to the stars, the moon and the sun, baby.”

“I already have the sky,” I joked with a small smile. “I only need you and for you to accomplish everything you’ve set out to do. Promise me.”

“This is stupid,” he muttered against my lips. I tentatively rocked my hips feeling his erection against me and bit into my lower lip. The temperature in the car suddenly doubled.

“Promise me,” I repeated fisting his hair in my hand as I pulled him closer. “If you do, I might let you fuck me in your car.”

Aiden raised a challenging brow. “How did we go to fucking you from loving you?”

“Someone interfered in our conversation,” I laughed, circling my hips in slow motions and teasing him.

“I promise you,” he whispered as he kissed me behind my ear. “I will not give up on any of my dreams,” he finished with a wicked smile.

“I’m assuming, you didn’t promise what I asked you to,” I rolled my eyes and started pulling away.

Aiden caught the back of my head, his grip firm and pulled my head back to his, kissing me with passion, desire and authority I’ve never seen from him. He was always a sensual and careful lover, but the past few times he started getting rougher. I couldn’t complain, I loved when he got like that. I liked the fact that I still had his fingerprints on the back of my leg from how strongly he held me to himself. Thank God for makeup.

“Get on the back seat,” he said as soon as he broke the kiss.

A slow smile played on my lips and I let it turn into a full blow grin. Two could play this game after all.

“No,” I said with my sweet mean smile. I ran my fingers through his hair and settled to play with the loose string at the back of his neck. “I’m comfortable here on top of you, and I can tell you are enjoying it too. Or am I wrong?”

Aiden gritted his teeth together and watched me with burning eyes. His gaze set my skin on fire and desire pooled in the pit of my stomach. One look from him made me ache. His hands clamped on my hips trying to keep me in place as I slowly grinded myself against his length.

“I don’t think I’m wrong,” I went on as I leaned to kiss his neck on the spot that he most liked. A low hiss left him and his fingers dug into my flesh. Poking out my tongue I draw circles on his neck between biting and kissing the sensitive skin.

Aiden moaned. “Hazel…”

“What’s the matter?” I teased him with a smile. “Are you going crazy from desire? Do you want to be inside me?”

“Fuck yeah…”

With a laugh, I shook my head. “Nope.”

“God, it drives me crazy when you are a bitch,” he muttered, fisting my hair and pulling me back to him.

We collided in a disastrous kiss. There was nothing pretty or romantic about it, it was simply primal, all teeth and tongue. Hands moved over bodies, as I undid the buttons of his shirt and he reached under my short skirt, moving my booty shorts out of the way. His fingers circled my center, and a satisfied groan left him when he found the wet spot. A moan got stuck in my throat and without question, he moved away my panties and sank two fingers inside me. Pleasure erupted in me and breaking our kiss, I threw my head back. My hips moved, pushing myself closer to his hand, wanting more. But Aiden stopped.

Opening my eyes, I stared at him with the meanest look I could master. “What…”

“Next time, if I say go to the backseat, baby, go to the fucking backseat,” he barked though gritted teeth. His voice changed, turned all deep and hoarse from desire and it was incredibly sexy. I loved him bossy.

“Okay,” I said without thinking and risked rocking my hips against his fingers.

“You are greedy, aren’t you?” he mumbled disapprovingly, but satisfaction glimmered in his hooded eyes.

“You’re going to make me beg for it,” I groaned, annoyed and adjusted myself against him.

“Look at you, learning,” he grinned in a mean sadistic way that made the tiny hair on the back of my neck raise.

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