Page 46 of Arden and the Girl Downstairs

Shamus closes the door and I’m left staring at Arden. He has a mischievous look in his eyes.

“Why are we in a limo?” I have a feeling I know what his plan is. But I want to hear him say it.

“Because my original plan was to spend the weekend with you at the beach house. Alone.”

His gaze darkens, and he glances down my body. I’m wearing an oversize black tee that says, “It’s a beautiful day to leave me alone,” and a pair of purple leggings with my black converses. Arden told me I wasn’t allowed to wear my slippers to the doctor, but I see them in the corner. He hates my slippers, but because I love them, he has made sure I have them with me.

He slides closer to me as he continues, “But then Yasmin came to see us, and I realised we could all use a weekend away, so now everyone is meeting us at the beach house tonight. Which means the trip to Briar Bay may be the only time I get you alone until tonight, and I didn’t think I’d be able to wait to do this.”

“Do what?” My voice cracks. I press my thighs together and bite my lower lip. Now I’m playing dumb. I want him to say it.

“Dothis...” That’s the last thing he says as he moves me onto his lap and kisses me like he’s never kissed me before.

Arden

She smells like fruit loops and tastes like candy. It’s the only way I can describe Ella. I deepen the kiss and a small moan catches in the back of her throat as she grinds on my lap.Fuck, I can’t get enough.

We’ve kissed plenty, but this is different. It’s like our bodies sense that this time there is nothing stopping us from going further. It’s not ideal being in the back of the limo, but you make do with what you have. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to wait if she got the all clear today, so I had two plans, just in case.

Breaking the kiss, I flip her onto the seat beside me before dropping to my knees between her legs. I gaze up at her—she’s a sight of beauty, all flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, panting as she tries to catch her breath. Turned on Ella might be my new favourite thing to see.

“I need to taste you.” My words hold an edge of desperation as I tug on her leggings but can’t make them cooperate. She giggles softly and swats my hands away.

“Here, let me help you.” She kicks off her shoes and not so gracefully pulls down her leggings and underwear in one swift motion.

“I think you should start wearing dresses. I don’t care if they are hideous, bright, and covered with cartoons. I need better access to this,” I say as I spread her thighs and look at her perfect pink pussy. Changed my mind—thisis now my new favourite view.

“I like my slogan—” her words are cut off by my tongue spreading her lips and slowly tasting her. Ella moans my name and tangles her fingers in my hair. “Oh god, more . . .please.”

Ella begging is music to my ears. I’ve wanted to do this for weeks. I tease her slowly, applying just enough pressure to get her close to the edge before thrusting my finger into her wet heat and focusing my attention on her clit.

She grinds on my face, taking what she wants. “More, Arden, now.”

Her brazen demand as she tightens her grip on the back of my head has me rock hard and aching for her. I slide another finger in and increase the pressure of my tongue. It doesn’t take long until Ella falls apart, my name leaving her lips over and over. Damn, I like the sound of that.

I slow my movements and slip my fingers from her warmth. She’s staring at me with a beautiful smile. “I’ll wear a dress more, if it means you’ll do that again.”

I already had a feeling I loved this girl. Now I know for sure. She was made for me.

I return her smile, then suck her sweetness off my fingers as I watch her flush deepen. Interesting. My girl just might have a bit of a kinky side.

“You can bet your ass I will be doing that as much and as often as I can. But right now, there’s something else I want to do.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” She knows, but I’ll play her game.

“I want to bury my cock deep inside your tight, wet pussy until you arescreamingmy name this time.”

Her heated groan is the fuel to my fire, and I undo my pants in record time, shifting her slightly so she is on the edge of the seat. The height is perfect for me on my knees.

“Is that a promise?” she taunts while removing her shirt and bra. The moment her perfect tits are on display, I lower my mouth and bite down slightly on her nipple. Her body jumps, and a breathy cry escapes. Hmmm, seems I was right about there being more to Ella.

I move over to her left nipple and test my theory again. This time I bite harder and longer, and her guttural moan is like nothing I’ve ever heard before. I try to lift my head, but Ella moves quickly and pushes my mouth back down. “More.Please,” she begs, and I know there is nothing I wouldn’t do for this girl.

I bite down again and tease her nipple, then switch between sucking and licking. She’s panting and I can smell her arousal, her unique scent surrounding me as it intensifies.

I finally pull away and stare into her beautiful blue eyes. This girl is an enigma, but I wouldn’t change anything. I am curious how far she will let me go, but I have a feeling she may not even realise what she wants.

“How much more? Tell me what you want, Ella.”

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