Page 190 of Forget

“So, my cousin, Aurelia, moved back into town recently,” I rumble. “Mom mentioned she wanted to work in a field adjacent to project management, where she’d feel as if she was making a difference. As soon as you said the ad was up for it, I sent her a text. Otherwise, Aurelia sold herself.”

“You did all the behind the scenes work, though,” she says, whimpering as I open my mouth to suck on her neck.

“I put her on the path,” I murmur. “Mom is the real MVP, keeping me informed about the family’s life changes. Aurelia is amazing.”

“I feel less stressed out now,” Aisling says. “I’m still busy, but I have a chance to take a step back and know everyone is still taken care of.”

“You deserve that, Princess,” I murmur. Knowing I need to do something before I flip her onto her back on the blanket, I ask, “Are you hungry?”

“Starving,” she purrs, making me groan as she perfumes. Fuck me.

“You’re as bad as I am,” I tease her as I sit her next to me. “Food first, then my cock is yours if you want it.”

Wrinkling her nose as she pouts, I smirk as I pull out food and more water for her to drink. I made sure she took breaks as we walked. I don’t want her dehydrated when I have plans for us later.

Aisling sighs happily as she eats, helping me know I made the right decision to bring food.

I’m going to grill steak and vegetables tonight for dinner. Anything to keep her full and happy. Aisling ignores her body far too often for the benefit of others.

Soon, we’re packing up and making the hike back slowly. We make a game out of seeing how many animals we can find, chuckling as we keep score. We’re both ridiculously competitive.

“This was amazing,” she says as we drive up to the cabin. One of my cousins who lives in the area stocked the place, so I’m driving straight there.

“I remembered how much you enjoyed the lake, so I figured a day outside might be fun,” I explain, turning down the road for the cabin.

“It was,” she says. Aisling looks relaxed as she lays her head back on the headrest, smiling lazily.

I hope she doesn’t fall asleep from all this fresh air. Parking in the little driveway, I look at the little cabin with Aisling. It’s where my dads took my mom on their honeymoon. Eventually, they built a larger cabin for family trips, but this is the one I love since it’s surrounded by the woods, and the back porch backs up to a cliff.

“Let’s go inside,” I suggest, my voice cracking from stress. I hope she likes the cabin.

Bringing everything up the porch steps, I unlock the front door and push it open. Walking in together, I watch her jaw drop. It’s an open floor plan, with the living room and dining area flowing together, along with the kitchen. We can see the back porch with the small hot tub, and the bedroom in the back corner.

“It’s gorgeous,” she whispers. “Is that a cliff?”

“Mmhmm,” I say, watching as she almost runs over to stare out the sliding glass door.

“This is incredible,” she breathes.

As I put everything down and close the door, she runs back over to me and jumps into my arms. Cupping my face, she kisses me reverently, and I hold her tightly to me. I took her out to dinner recently, and we discussed kinks, likes, dislikes, as well as things that may be on the table to explore.

Tonight, I just want to worship her. The sun is going down, painting the sky with beautiful shades of reds and oranges. Unfortunately, all of my attention is on the little blonde omega in my arms.

“You taste so good,” I groan, kissing her again. “I can wait longer if you need me to.”

“Nope,” she says, popping the p with a giggle. “Bed, couch, wall, I don’t care. I need you and your pretty cock right now, please.”

“Oh, and asking so nicely, too,” I croon with a smile.

My legs are already dissolving the distance from the front door to the bedroom, and I pull her boots off before untying mine and kicking them off. My movements are jerky, but she doesn’t care as she wiggles her hips down, so she can help me pull off my sweater, sighing happily as she rubs my smooth muscles with her hands.

“Turnabout is fair play,” I whisper, pulling off her vest and sweater. She’s wearing tight leggings, a delight I’ve been able to stare at whenever she walked in front of me. Fuck, her ass and it’s jiggle can keep me aroused for hours alone.

Unsnapping her bra, she pulls it off and drops it on the ground.

“Your move, Aiden,” she murmurs, and my feet are already moving to the bed, crawling up onto it with her in my arms.

“These pants need to come off,” I growl. “Want to know why, Princess?”

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