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His eyes narrow darkly. “You should be happy I’m not putting something else in your mouth right now.” He steps toward me as my mouth drops. He brings his hand up, tapping my cheek. “Is this an invitation, babe?”

His dirty words make my body shiver involuntarily.

“Wha...what?” I stutter.

“I’m trying to be nice, even though I’m still pissed about Ian and the random dude you were dancing with. So, don’t push it.” He states dryly.

“You don’t own me,” I huff, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Point taken.” Shaking his head as though to rid all thoughts of me, he leaves the kitchen.

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“Wait.”

Aiden’s sharp jaw is clenched but as his irate eyes meet mine, he softens. “What? You said it yourself. I don’t own you. Go to bed.” His tone is serious as he gestures to the hallway.

“Fine.”Screw it.

I spin on my heels and head for my room. Shutting my door with a little more force than necessary, I strip my dress off, throw on a big T-shirt and climb into bed.

I fall into a light drunken sleep until my door creaks open and my comforter is peeled off of me. As a warm body snuggles up against mine, I tip my head back to see Aiden’s crooked grin.

“Thought you didn’t want to be around me?” I question sleepily.

“Don’t push it,” He warns, though I can tell he’s teasing.

His warm breath makes my body tingle. He snakes his arm around me, his body heat warming every inch of my body. The sexual tension between us grows. At least to me, and I want him.

I grind against him like I did at the club and he grabs my waist, rocking back and forth, hardening against me. My breath quickens and I turn to face him.

I’m thankful for the moon as it casts a white glow around us, allowing me to take in Aiden’s perfectly toned body. Ink covers his massive arms and part of his chest. His black hair is messy and he’s wearing only grey sweatpants.

In a swift motion, he rolls on top of me. I gulp as I take in his intimidating size. His eyes take on a wild look as he brings his face to mine. Our lips crash together, and I sink my hand into his thick hair. His mouth expertly navigates mine as we kiss. First kisses are normally off, awkward, but the way I fit perfectly against Aiden’s frame makes me feel protected and comfortable.

He rocks against me and I feel his hardness grazing the inside of my thigh. I moan as he pushes harder against me. I reach out to pull his sweatpants down, but he lifts himself off me the moment I grab them. My stomach drops.

“You don’t want me?” I whisper through ragged breaths, embarrassed by how easy I must seem to him.

Aiden lays down beside me and cups my face. “I want you too much. That’s the problem. I want to rip your panties off and fuck you until you scream my name.”

I shiver at his dirty, heated words. I know I should put more thought into who I give my virginity to, but I don’t care at this point. Hell, I was about to give it to Ian. I would much rather lose it to Aiden.

I want him.

“Then what’s the problem? Is it because I’m throwing myself at you? I’m not normally like this,” I mutter under my breath.

“I know you’re not normally like this. You’re a virgin and shy at that, which means you want me a lot. Which in turn makes me want to fuck you more than I have ever wanted anyone,” He states seriously. A sly smile crosses his face as he continues. “You’re...I’m not going to take...”

I cut him off. “I’m capable of making that choice.”

“You’re drunk.”

I can see the internal battle going on behind his eyes. “No... I’m sober now,” I lie. I’m not completely drunk but I do feel a strong buzz.

“Let’s just go to bed.”

My heart squeezes.

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