Page 73 of Pucking Off-Sides With My Brother's Best Friend

I try to keep my laughter muffled, but it leaks out when he nearly trips over his own feet in his haste to get out of here.

I shove my face against Aiden’s chest and try not to let his laughter trigger more of my own.

“And disinfect the couch! People sit on that thing.”

“Really,” I say, shooting him a wry smirk.

The’ll obviously have to be some changes in the house now that we’ve settled more on the idea of us being together.

Aiden’s lips are on mine before the front door even closes, and soon enough, Jax is far from my mind.

“Have I ever said that your lips were fucking made for kissing?” Aiden pants out. At some point, we move towards the bedrooms, but when my back hits the wall, Aiden grabs under my thigh, lifting me up against it.

I gasp as he crushes his weight against me while I wrap my legs around his waist to support our position.

We pause here, trading more heated kisses that threaten to bury me in the ground. He lifts a hand, his thumb brushing over my kiss-bruised lips. “Sometimes I have to stop myself from staring at them whenever you talk.”

I shiver in pleasure at both his words and his touch before drawing his thumb between my lips, circling it with my tongue. I watch his eyes grow more heated while swirling my tongue over it gently.

Seeing Aiden enjoying it gives me a boost like no other.

No one’s ever looked at me with such blatant want. His honesty, stripped bare and there for me to see, is refreshing, and it sets loose a wave of heat inside me that can only be quenched by him.

“That’s because you haven’t looked at your own lips,” I counter. I know from experience that they’re soft, and the contrast to the soft scratch of his scruff is incredibly enticing.

“I still remember how good of a kisser you were the first time. A whole different experience from what I was used to then. And you’ve only gotten better since then.”

“Flattery will get you fucked, princess.”

I swallow hard before smiling sharply at him. “So, if I tell you that I’ve fantasized about you every night for the past two weeks, what will that get me?” I only have a moment to breathe before his lips engulf me, hungry as they rove over mine. His hands grip my ass, hauling me against him, and I moan loud and unashamed at the hard press of his cock against me.

I want him in me, and I want it now.

“Room,” I pant out between kisses.

“Whose?”

I shake my head. “I don’t care. Just move.”

That order seems to spur him on. I hold on tight as he turns, moving us again on a path to one of our rooms.

We fall together against the sheets, and his scent swirls around me, and I let out another sigh, anticipating what’s to come.

Our clothes come off in spurts until all I can feel is Aiden’s warm skin against me.

The hard lines of his body press against my soft curves, carving a space for him. I arch my body upward to feel his rock-hard abs against my center.

Everything is wet heat, glorious, and damn near stifling. Those addictive kisses are pressed against my neck, gliding down until one of my nipples is caught in molten suction.

“Fuck, Aiden,” I gasp out, gripping his head to keep him in place. I press upward, wanting more of that feeling that has me slowly losing my mind.

Aiden’s gaze is just as hot as he looks up at me, and I can tell he’s loving every bit of this.

I grip my hair in one hand as a wave of arousal threatens to pull me under. How the hell am I so close to coming when he’s just sucking my tits?

“More.”

“You want more, princess?” he teases, flicking my abused nub with his tongue. “What more do you want? Do you want me to bite these pretty little nipples until they’re just as sensitive as the rest of you? Or do you want my mouth somewhere else?”

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