“Taste yourself, sweetheart,” he orders. “Take a bite of the strawberry with all your juices on it.”
I’m going to die from pleasure with this man.
I open my mouth, and he presses it inside, watching my every move. I closed my teeth down around it and the tart taste of my sex merges with the strawberry.
“So fucking sexy.” Aidan groans, closing his eyes.
Then he’s unzipping and shoving deep inside me.
“Mine.” He growls as I hold on to his shoulder and feel him bury his cock to the hilt. “This naughty little cunt is mine, and this time I’m stealing your heart, too.”
God.
This is what I feared.
Aidan isn’t making love to me, he’s claiming me. His thrusts are rough and hard, driving me to the edge of my orgasm.
When he grips my chin and smashes his mouth down on mine, I feel his body stiffen, and his come fills me.
Luckily I’m on the pill. Not that I’d ever want anything between us. The thought of being pregnant with his child is something I’m not even willing to contemplate.
It’s a dream I could never have.
One I don’t deserve.
We lay on the counter for moments after, panting and letting our heart rate normalize.
“Well, now, I’m hungry.” I smile at him.
Aidan pulls out, then lifts me and places me on my feet. “Good, because I need you on your knees and licking me clean.”
My eyes widen as I find myself lowering and taking his thick, heavy cock in my mouth.
And I do what he asks.
I lick every inch of him.
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WE EAT AN hour later, and when the dishes are stacked away, we glance at one another and know it's time to talk.
Really talk.
No more sexual distractions.
I have to set the boundaries for us both. To protect us.
My focus has to be on divorcing Kael and getting my life back together.
Too much has happened between Aidan and me. My mother would never accept him.
I can’t keep seeing him or we will get stuck in this forbidden relationship that will only hurt us both all over again.
“Thank you for dinner. It was amazing.” I hang the tea towel up and turn around, taking in his huge sexy frame as he leans against the wall. “Both courses.”
“You can have it every night if you play your cards right, Ms. Sutton.”
I smile sadly. “Aidan, I’m married.”