Page 21 of Aiden

“I can’t stay in here.”I don’t really want to leave though.

A dimpled smirk melts my protests.

“Shh, you’ll be fine. Do you really want to go?” He slides his hands under my shirt slowly.

I give a shy shake of my head.

A smile creeps up his face, slight stubble trailing his sharp jawline.

“But…Ashley…”

“Don’t worry. I won’t be loud. Well, I won’t be. But I’ll have you screaming in a few minutes.” He laughs as I playfully swat at him.

Sensually, Aiden peels my shirt off me, then my shorts, and finally my panties. My hands clench in nervousness as I’m slowly bare to Aiden’s heated eyes. I think of stopping him, but the way he looks at me boosts my confidence.I can be quiet.

“Fuck,” He mouths, holding his chin as though admiring an art piece.

I’m thankful for the thick steam obscuring my blush.

“Nervous?”

“A little.” I peer up at him through batted lashes. This is all new to me, but when his hands are on me it awakens a natural drive inside that I never knew existed.

“You’re adorable.”

I let out a soft squeak when his large hands snake around the back of my thighs and lift me, though my legs wrap naturally around his waist. He carries me into the shower as I laugh at myself.

The moment turns into a frenzy of passion when he pushes me against the cool tiles, holding me in place. I feel him smile against my neck as he gently sucks and nibbles the sensitive skin there. The unfamiliar but welcome sensation of him growing harder against my bare skin excites me and I cover my mouth to hide my moans.

He pulls back, admiring where his lips just were.

“We have to be quiet,” I remind through ragged breaths.

He hums in agreement.

A slight knock on the door alarms me.

“I’m going to skip the shower. I got to get going before traffic messes up my trip. Tell Em I said bye whenever she gets up!” Ashley yells through the door.

I hide a smile knowing we’ll be alone any second, giggling when Aiden lets out a sigh of relief when the front door shuts moments later.

He eyes me intently. “Do you want me?”

I nod.

“Say it,” He demands.

“I want you,” I whisper shyly before bringing my lips to his, affirming my words.

He glides one hand down to where my legs are spread, and I gasp. He pulls back to watch my expression as he glides a finger through my folds. I bite my lip at the forbidden touch. His eyes are on my lips as he slides a warm finger in a feather light motion across my aching clit.

I whimper when his hand transfers locations, until pleasurable moans escape my lips when his fingers twirl around my nipple. He gently kneads my nipple between his thumb and forefinger while he watches me turn to putty at his touch.

Sliding his hand down my bare stomach, he inserts one finger inside of me. “So wet for me,” He growls, making me tremble within his strong arms.

I say nothing. I’m nervous of what’s to come. Willing, of course, but very nervous.

He pumps his long fingers and I moan each time he goes a little deeper.

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