Page 49 of Pucking Off-Sides With My Brother's Best Friend

Her eyes go wide, but she grips my hand tighter. There’s a lot I want to say, but I keep my mouth shut as we pull up to the house. Jax’s car’s gone. I hate letting go of her hand, even to get out.

We walk up quietly. She’s the perfect height for me to breathe in her scent as she unlocks the door. I follow her in, close.

“Jax is out tonight,” I say, keeping my voice low. The quiet house has me feeling like speaking too loudly will break whatever’s happening. Aurora looks up at me, eyes like melted chocolate. When she licks her lips, my eyes follow.

“I know. He told me he’d be back tomorrow—“

I cut her off with my mouth. She freezes, and for a second, I think I’ve fucked up again.

I start to pull back, ready to apologize, but then her arms are around me, pulling me in. My eyes close as my back slams into the wall, and I can’t help the groan that escapes me. Fuck, I’m gonna taste her again.

“Eager much?” I manage to quip between kisses.

“Shut up,” she mumbles against my lips, nipping lightly.

“Make me,” I challenge, smirking.

She does just that, her tongue sliding against mine in a way that makes me forget my own damn name. “Damn, Aurora. Where’d you learn to kiss like that?” She giggles a breathy sound that goes straight to my cock.

My hands find her plush hips, pulling her flush against me.

The world narrows down to just us - the softness of her lips, and the heat of her body against mine.

I capture her lips again, pouring every ounce of pent-up want into her. Aurora matches me beat for beat, giving me as good as she gets.

I break away, breathing hard. My forehead rests against hers as I try to steady myself. “Christ, Aurora,” I murmur, voice rough. “You’re something else, you know that?”

She looks up at me, eyes bright and cheeks flushed. “Good something or bad something?”

“Definitely good,” I say, yanking her hair at the nape into a ponytail, “Dangerously good.”

Her lips quirk into a small smile. “Dangerous, huh? Scared, Aiden?”

I chuckle low in my throat. “Terrified,” I admit, surprising myself with the honesty. “But in the best way possible.”

She runs her fingers along my jawline, sending shivers down my spine. “Me too,” she whispers.

Everything else fades away. It’s just Aurora’s lips on mine and her arms wrapped around on my neck.

As I lose myself in Aurora’s kiss, a nagging voice in the back of my head reminds me of all the ways this can go wrong. But for once in my life, I decide to silence that voice and live in this moment.

Chapter twenty-two

Aurora

We crash against thewall, and I almost stop to apologize until a rumbling groan spills over against my lips. Aiden’s hands are everywhere, making me heated and I clench in equal measure as we kiss against the wall in the foyer.

Now I know I need to move away. Or stop. Because doing this will complicate things in so many ways, but I can’t bring myself to slow down. I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything before. And tonight, I’ve seen a new side of Aiden, and it’s a side I like a lot.

He can be such a cocky little jerk when he wants to be, but when he does things like this—taking me out to cheer me up or talking to me about things I know he prefers to keep inside—it makes me hunger for his touch even more.

“Fuck, princess.” Even that stupid nickname uttered in his sex-heated voice has me wanting to throw caution to the wind and fall under him like a dog in heat.

Large hands cup my cheeks as his lips grow bolder. When they part, he wastes no time diving between them, and I groan at the feeling before burying my hands in his shirt. I grip the fabric, shivering when he hits a somehow more sensitive surface in my mouth, making me tense in pleasure. How the hell does it feel so good just kissing him?

“Aiden,” I groan, not really knowing what I’m going to say. All I know is that he feels so good against me, but I need more. “God. This is crazy.”

He pulls back then, but before I can protest, his lips are nipping against my neck. I sigh and let my head fall back as he sucks kisses up my throat. The feeling is indescribable, and I tighten my grip around his neck as I try to hang on to my last bit of sanity.

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