Page 134 of Reclaimed

John’s pursed mouth moves in a sucking motion, and we both freeze.

“We really should go. Before he wakes up,” I urge.

“I hate this part.”

“Me too.”

With one last lingering look at John, we sneak out of his nursery. Aiden carefully closes the door so the latch won’t startle him. He leans his back against it, hands still wrapped around the knob. The way he gazes down at me with those smoldering blue eyes reawakens the arousal I felt during the fundraiser.

“What now, starshine?”

I step into him, my palm flat against his torso as I rise onto my tiptoes. “My doctor cleared me today.”

His nostrils flare. “Cleared you how?”

I spin toward our bedroom, my hips swaying with every step. “I think you should come and find out.”

For a second, he doesn’t move. He watches me reach our bedroom and nudge open our door. I glance over my shoulder to find him still as a statue. All except his hand which steadily strokes over the length of his thickening cock in his jeans.

“Fuck,” he growls. In three strides he’s across the hall, hands fitted to my soft hips as he pushes me the rest of the way inside our room and closes the door. “You’re mine.”

“I’m all yours,” I keen as his eager mouth finds my neck. Licking and sucking the skin there, he walks us over to the bed.

“Strip, baby. I need you bare.”

I don’t waste time with a sexy show. It’s been a long eight weeks of waiting and teasing each other.

Aiden proves that to be true when he follows me up the bed, shoves me face first into the pillows, and eats me from behind until I scream his muffled name into the plush padding.

As he rolls me over, he doesn’t miss the dazed look in my eyes. “There she is,” he murmurs, stroking his finger down my cheek. He fits his hips between my thighs and settles his solid cock at my entrance. We moan together as he slowly pushes inside.

“Missed this.” He drops his forehead to mine. “Missed you.”

“Me too.” I kiss him.

He laces our fingers, planting them beside my head. “Can you take more of me?”

I tighten my thighs around his hips. “I can take all of you, Aiden. Please, give me all of you.”

“It’s yours.” He moves then, our bodies crashing together. “Every part of me belongs to you. My heart. My soul. My fucking life, starshine. Take it.” He thrusts harder. Deeper. “Take it until there’s nothing left but what we have together.”

We lose ourselves in each other. Words fall away to grunts and moans as Aiden drives me higher. His finger rolls over my clit so perfectly, bringing me to that blissful peak. My limbs tighten as my heart swells, and with a muted shout, he shoves deep and we both fall over the edge together.

As our breathing evens out, Aiden rolls, taking me with him. He settles on his back and rearranges me on his chest so my arm and leg straddle him and my cheek rests on his pecs.

“I have to say, as much as I miss the baby bump, it’s nice to lay like this without him getting in the way.” I squeeze Aiden for emphasis.

“I love it all. Every part. Every memory. Every single way you come.” Aiden kisses the top of my head.

I trace the muscles of his chest, running my index finger over his hard nipple. He jumps at the sudden touch. “You like that?” I grin in the dim light.

“It felt good.”

Leaning up on an elbow, I lave my tongue over the other one.

“Shit, baby. You’re getting me hard again.”

Slipping my fingers between us, I circle his half-hard cock. “You’re going to have to let me recover. I need to get used to this monster again.”

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