Page 37 of High Stakes

Aiden reaches past me and locks the door. “Please go and change the dress,” he says, his voice strained. He releases me, putting distance between us.

“I can’t, Aria will kill me. She spent ages choosing our outfits.”

I move over to his desk, and he follows me with his eyes. I place my hands on it, and bend slightly, “Have you ever had sex here?” I ask, glancing back over my shoulder. His eyes are dark with need and there’s a bulge in his pants.

“Bella,” he mutters, his tone is strained. “Stop.”

I smile innocently, “I’m asking a question.” I turn and lift myself up, sitting on the edge and crossing my legs.

“Fuck,” he hisses, “Are you wearing underwear?” I give my head a shake and bite my lower lip. “What are you trying to do?” he demands.

“Get your attention,” I admit.

“Consider it got,” he snaps, closing the gap and kissing me hard. He parts my legs and steps between them. “You’re playing with fire.” I nod, pressing myself against his bulge. “I’m trying to be respectful,” he adds. The roughness of his jeans sends shock waves right to my core and I groan. He closes his eyes, trying desperately to gain some self-control, but I lie back on the desk, lifting one leg up. “Holy shit,” he whispers, running his hand along my inner thigh.

Aiden

It’s too soon. It’s too soon. It’s too soon.I swipe my thumb through her wetness, and she shudders, a gasp leaving her swollen lips.It’s too soon. I rub it over her clit, and she almost bucks off the desk. She’s so responsive, just like I knew she’d be. Her scent fills my nostrils, and I inhale deeply.It’s too soon. “Just a taste,” I murmur, watching the glistening wetness gather at her entrance. I grip her inner thighs, spreading her legs wider. “Stop me,” I add, breathless, “If I get carried away.” I lean closer, using my thumb to rub circles on her clit again. She pants, her legs quivering. I swipe my tongue through her folds, hummingmy approval, she tastes good, like sweet cherries and musky vanilla.

I lower to my knees, hooking my arms around her legs and using my fingers to part her folds. When I lick her a second time, she grabs a handful of my hair. “Jesus,” she cries. I’m desperate to hear her come. I need it like I need oxygen, and I press my mouth to her opening, eating her cunt like I’m starving, releasing my erection and gripping it tightly in my free hand. She tugs at the roots of my hair, occasionally scraping her nails along my scalp. “Aiden,” she whispers.

“Stop me when it gets too much,” I remind her, rubbing faster as I slide my tongue into her.

“I’m going to . . . Aiden, I think I’m going to-” She stiffens, clamping her legs around my head and lifting her backside off the desk slightly. She shudders, as wetness leaks from her, and I lap it up then push to my feet and release, groaning as my come hits her stomach.

The only sound is our panting breaths as I tuck my cock away. I hold her legs open, staring at her wet pussy as my come drips down her side and onto my desk. I scoop it up and rub it into her skin. She’s too relaxed to care. I grab a tissue from the box on my desk and wipe her sensitive folds, she jerks, and I smirk, tucking the tissue into my pocket. I tug her dress into place and take her by the handto help her stand. Her cheeks are pink, and her lips still swollen. “Have a good night,” I tell her kissing her one last time.

“What about the dress?” she asks.

I grin, slapping her backside. “You smell of me,” I tell her. “You’re marked.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Bella

“It worked,” I grin, handing Aria her drink. She looks annoyed and I follow her glare over to JP who has a woman sitting in his lap. “Oh dear, what happened to the game?” I ask, sitting down. She throws her drink back in one gulp.

“He’s not playing it right,” she says sulkily.

“How can he play when he doesn’t know the rules, Ari. You keep avoiding his calls.”

“He’s a man, they’re masters at games, Bella, trust me. He’s just playing by his own rules. I’m notworried,” she adds, shaking her head, “I’ll win him back when I’m ready.” She brings her eyes to me, “How did it go?”

I grin, “It worked.”

She leans closer, “Oh my god, did you fuck?”

“No,” I almost screech. “No, but I got that orgasm.”

“And?”

I sigh dreamily, “And it was so worth the wait.”

Raff joins us, placing a bottle of vodka on the table. “How are my favourite ladies this evening?”

“Single and ready to mingle,” says Aria, pointedly.

“You and JP not on the same page?” he asks, glancing over to where JP is now locking lips with the woman.

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