Page 131 of Neighbors With Benefits

AIDEN RUSH

EMERGENCY SHUTTLE

“We’ve got the car and driver waiting for you,” I said in a rush. “We have police ready to block traffic at all the intersections. Your orgasms are needed right away!”

“I can’t believe you had that sign made,” he said with a grin.

“I’ve gotten a lot of stares, but I don’t care. It was worth it to make you laugh.”

“Come here,” he said, pulling me into his arms and kissing mehard. I pressed my body up against his, savoring the way we felt together. It was like no time had passed at all.

“Can I make a donation on the ride home?” he asked.

“Unfortunately, there isn’t a driver. It’s just me and my car.”

“Aww.”

I wrapped my arm around him. “But we have you scheduled formultipledonations.”

“Wow. I didn’t realize there’s a shortage.”

“Demand has skyrocketed in recent weeks,” I replied seriously. “Thank you for your service.”

“I truly am a hero,” Aiden said wistfully.

We laughed and caught up on the ride home. Aiden apologized for not sending as many baked treats on his recent trip; apparently his hotel didn’t have an oven, so he had to try to make do with the toaster oven at the office.

“I’ll accept your apology—this time,” I said. “You have plenty of time to make it up to me.”

“No trips out of town for another month,” he said, sliding his hand over my thigh. “So, yeah. Plenty of time.”

Aiden casually caressed me through my jeans while I drove home. It was quite the distraction. And when we pulled into my driveway, he immediately got out of the car and took my hand, leading me into my house.

“What about your suitcase?” I asked.

“No time,” he replied, quickening his step.

We were making out before the front door had closed all the way, stripping our clothes on the way to the bedroom. He was so hungry for me, mirroring my own desire and reflecting it back at me. We fell onto the bed together, Aiden spreading my legs and sinking into me with his weight. I couldn’t stand not feeling him for even another second, so I reached between us and guided him into me.

Both of us gasped, then swallowed each other’s sighs with more kissing. I had intended to try something new with him, to lethimfuck my ass the way I had allowed Bash and Dante, but he felt too good for me to change what we were doing. I folded my legs around him and held him close, both of us moving our bodies together in perfect sexual rhythm. We groaned, and squeezed, and clung, and moaned, and came together in terrible ecstasy, savoring what we had been denied for the past few weeks.

And he held my gaze while filling me with his seed, wrapping his arm underneath my neck and holding me close, sharing breath and skin and physical space.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he breathed as the last trembles of his cock petered out.

“I’ve missed you too. I’ve missedthis,” I said, squeezing my legs tighter.

“Have you missed losing to me at Bananagrams?”

I playfully shoved him. “I’ve missed kicking your ass at whichever game we play.”

Aiden chuckled, but didn’t release his grip on me. “Seriously, Jazz. I love… being with you.”

The pause was barely noticeable, but it was there. Like he had changed what he was going to say at the very last second. I gazed up into his eyes and for a brief, connected moment, I knew whathe meant. I knew what hewantedto say, but was too afraid to voice.

And what terrified me the most: I felt it too.

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