Page 74 of Aiden

What have I done to this girl?

I help her up and guide her to Ricky’s closet. The thought of her wearing anything of his infuriates me. She’s only allowed to wear her clothes or mine. Period. Luckily, my girl knows better, and finds some of Ashley’s clothes.

She throws on a pair of Soffee shorts and a hoodie before heading to the bathroom. She fixes her hair in the mirror while she wipes away some of me from her soft face.

“I love that my cum is coating your throat right now.”

Although she just had my dick down her throat, she blushes crimson.

It’s so fucking cute.

Emilia

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“I’m sorry I haven’t been giving you the attention you deserve.” Aiden’s deep voice breaks the silence in our room.

I lift from where I lay on his chest and look into his eyes, glad to be home with him. “Don’t be. I know you’re doing important stuff. I just…miss you.”

A sheepish grin appears on his face. “I could tell. Fuck, you looked so good tonight. Next time, give me a warning if you want to play like that. I was about to make your ass so raw; you wouldn’t be able to leave the house for a week.”

He grabs my throat gently and I ease myself into it. I love that feeling.

He removes his hand and studies me with a smile. “Well, you’ve got me for a week starting tonight. What do you want to do tomorrow?”

“You took off work?” I jump up and sit crossed legged on the bed. I do a celebration dance when he nods, making him laugh.

“So, what do you want to do?”

I shrug. “Maybe dinner?”

He smiles. “Emilia Banks. Do you want me to take you on a proper date?”

I blush. “Maybe.” I laugh when he playfully tickles my legs.

“Well, what are you in the mood for on this date?”

I think for a moment. Italian sounds romantic, sushi sounds delicious but I’m really feeling something more specific. “Hmm, any good seafood restaurants around here?”

He ponders for a moment. “I’ll do you one better.” He gives me a sly dimpled smile as he grabs his phone from the nightstand.

“Hello. Yes, I’m doing great.”

He traces his fingers up and down my bare leg absentmindedly.

“Mhmm.” He nods. “I was wondering if you could prepare the jet to leave tomorrow morning. My girlfriend would love some seafood.” He winks at me.

A jet?

“Yes, I’m thinking that place we went to last summer with that huge market.”

He looks at me with his perfect, dimpled grin after hanging up. “Text Ash and tell her and Ricky to pack for the week.”

I gasp. “A week!” I exclaim, surprised. “As long as I’m back by Friday!” I squeal in excitement.

He nods.

“Where are we going?” I hold back my need to jump in his arms.

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