The tank top he had provided me gaped a little at the neckline as I took my seat.He’d only changed my outer clothing, and I wasn’t wearing a bra.
I wasn’t wearing underwear either, but he hadn’t discoveredthatyet.
His fingers trailed down my neck, sending goosebumps shivering over my skin.He started a gentle massage at my shoulders, his thumbs digging into the muscles around my spine.
I watched his face in the mirror behind the desk; he was intent on what he was doing, so I took my time admiring his beauty.His hair was a little longer than he usually kept it, draping over his forehead in silky curls.“This is about me, right?”I asked, moaning a little when he hit a spot that was a little sore.
“Yes, all for you.”He dropped a kiss on the top of my head.
“Can you take off your shirt, then?”
He raised an eyebrow, meeting my gaze through the mirror.
“I want some eye candy,” I said playfully.
He grinned and complied, revealing his toned body, his flaming sun tattoo on his left pectoral bouncing when he flexed for my enjoyment.
“Thank you.”My tone was a trifle breathless, but I didn’t mind him knowing how much he affected me.
“You like looking at me shirtless?”Aiden mused, his hands moving down my front now.One slipped under my collar, groping my breast.My nipple was already hard, pressing against his palm.He squeezed my flesh before circling the point with one finger.
I pressed my chest into his hand shamelessly.“Yes.”
“What a coincidence.I love looking at you shirtless, too.”He switched sides, giving my left breast the same attention he had on the right.“But this isn’t about whatIwant.It’s about whatyouwant.”
His hands left my chest, returning to the massage on my back.
I whimpered.
“What do you want, Siobhan?”He said my name like a caress.
“I want you to touch me,” I gasped.
“Darling, Iamtouching you,” he said, a smirk on his lips because he knew what I meant.
“I want you to make me come,” I said.
“That’s better.Lie on the bed,” he said, helping me stand.“No, keep your clothes on.”
Confused, I followed his instructions and lay on my back in the middle of the bed.
He crawled over me, settling his solid form between my legs.I could feel how hard he was for me against my pelvis, but we were separated by entirely too many articles of clothing.He nudged the hem of my shirt up with his nose, pressing kisses over the skin of my belly.
Any thoughts of embarrassment over him seeing and touching me where I felt I was too fat evaporated.He wasworshipingme.
Aiden pushed the hem up higher when he felt my tummy had received enough affection.I could feel his hair tickling the undersides of my breasts.I threaded my fingers through his curls and tugged, but he remained immovable, intent on kissing every inch of skin before moving on.
The next inch of revealed skin included my nipples, and he let out a tiny growl that went straight to my clit before latching onto one.
I gasped, arching into his mouth when his teeth bit down on the pleasure side of pain.I didn’t even notice I was rocking my hips into his until he chuckled against my skin.
“I know what you like,” he whispered, ghosting kisses between my breasts as he switched sides.“I know what’ll get you off.”He latched onto the second nipple, sucking hard and making me whine.
“What happened—” I gasped brokenly, grinding hard against his length.“What happened to eating me out?”
He popped off only long enough to murmur, “I had a better idea,” before reattaching himself.
It felt like there was a direct line of nerves between my breasts and my clit.I was on fire, throbbing with need.