Page 82 of Monster's Delight

When will the other shoe drop?

I wasn’t worried about getting caught tonight, since I knew Professor Dunlop was off dealing with Ms. Carlisle.

I shuddered.

Well, I guess the other shoe already dropped.

If I was living in a fairy tale, it would now be time for my happy ending.

I knocked on Aiden’s door, and he opened it immediately.

“My roommate went to sleep in one of his classmate’s room,” Aiden said, drawing me inside with one hand. “We have the place to ourselves.”

I looked around, curious to see how their room differed from ours, and my breath caught. Heatless candles were on every surface, flower petals decorated the big bed that dominated the center of the room, and sparkles of color hung in midair. “This is so romantic,” I said, my eyes filling with tears. I wiped them away. I was not the kind of girl who cried over sappiness.

Or was I?

“Do you always sleep with your roommate in one bed?”

Aiden snorted a laugh. “You know I changed things around the instant he left.”

“Do I?” I teased.

He stalked toward me and I backed up until my knees hit the bed. He kept coming until we were pressed together. “I am going to take my time with you,” he breathed. “You are going to come undone for me, and then I’ll put you back together again.”

“Can’t wait,” I squeaked.

“Show me what you’re wearing,” he ordered, backing up and giving me space to remove my robe.

Heat filled my cheeks as I undid the tie around my waist, letting the material slip from my shoulders to pool around my feet on the floor.

Aiden took me in slowly, his gaze tracing the lines of my body.

Tonight, I was wearing a corset that fit me perfectly, my breasts pushed up and almost spilling over the stiff boning. On the bottom half of me, I was wearing a scrap of fabric that Una had called a skirt, but I think that was being generous. You could see the swell of my ass below the hemline. I had on thigh-high stockings, held up by a garter belt, and my shoes were black boots with a thick buckle on the ankle.

“What do you think?” I asked nervously. “I don’t think it’s really me, but Una insisted that you’d love it.”

“Una’s very, very smart,” Aiden said softly. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my life.”

“So should I dress like this more often?” I asked playfully. “Attend class like—”

“Don’t you dare,” Aiden growled. “If another man saw you dressed like this, I think I would lose my mind.” He adjusted his cock in his black sweatpants. “I can’t decide how I want to start. Everything about you is calling to me.”

“Well, normally, you’re usually a little closer to me,” I said. “We can start with kissing?”

“Yeah, let’s do that,” Aiden said hoarsely. He took my face in his hands, tipping my chin up with a finger. The boots brought me closer to his height, but I was still nowhere near as tall as him. He pressed his lips to mine gently, as if he were afraid that I would shatter beneath too much pressure.

The light kisses made me dizzy with want, and I captured his lower lip between mine for a breath. He growled and increased the intensity, devouring my mouth. My knees weakened and he held me tight against his body.

“This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, running his fingers along the spill of my breasts.

I shivered and felt liquid heat rush through me to pool in my center.

His nostrils flared. “Are you turned on, Siobhan?” he purred. “Show me.”

I hesitated. “How?”

“Can I take control of you?” he asked, his pupils bursting with his inner fire.

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