Page 54 of Unmasking Love
I close my eyes as the music takes over.
"Eyes on me, Harper," Aiden says and my lids fly open. He stares at me as we dance and my fingers start to explore. I slip them into his collar, rake my nails across the back of his head. His eyes struggle to stay open at the sensation and I like feeling so powerful. I drag them along the chain around his neck, and I watch his eyes darken as I skim my nails down his chest.
“I like that you don’t have color on your lips.” He says as he skates his thumb along my pout.
“Really? Why?”
"If you did, I’d feel bad about ruining it." His hand slides up to cradle my jaw fractions of a moment before his lips are on mine. He nips at my lower lip and I open my mouth to him. Aiden wastes no time.
His grip on me tightens as our tongues collide and my head spins like I'm drunk. Not on alcohol. I'm drunk on lust. On Aiden.
I’m not sure what changed for him. Or for me. Somewhere along the line we went from relator and client to friends exchanging texts to pressing our bodies together in a club to him absolutely devouring me.
He’s fusing us together and I am not fighting it.
The slow beat of the song changes and the tempo speeds up. Aiden pulls back from the kiss. He presses his thumb into my chin and pulls my mouth open before blinking and relaxing his hold on me.
"C'mon," he says as he takes my hand and pulls me through the crowd toward the table. We arrive as a tray of shots are being delivered but Aiden ignores the offered glasses and turns to Felix. "Give me your keys."
"My keys?"
"Yeah, I need to take Harper home."
"And then you're coming back?" Bryson asks.
"Nope." Aiden smiles and the boys around the table react with fists to their mouths or claps. My face turns beet red and I hide behind Aiden’s bicep, grateful for the low lighting in the club.
"Nice work, Young Gun. Okay then. See you tomorrow, and Harper we'll see you at the party?"
"What party?"
"She'll be there." Aiden says as he takes the brass valet chip from Felix. Hand in hand he walks me out of the club. While we wait for the car he holdsme to his side. His body feels hot compared to the night air and I shiver as my sweat cools on my skin.
"Aiden?"
"Yeah," he tilts his head down to meet my gaze.
"Do I get to see you naked tonight?"
“Only if you’re good.”
Chapter 15
Aiden
Dancing In the Dark
Iwillneverletgo of Harper's hand. It feels right, perfect, nestled into mine. Her fingers are soft and delicate and, fuck me, when her nails were skimming my neck and down my chest I almost fainted from the pleasure. These hands need to be taken care of and treasured. My thumb slowly caresses along our connection, greedily memorizing the texture of her skin.
The valet pulls Felix's car up and I open the door for Harper and only release her hand to close the door and get in on the other side. As soon as I'm in the driver's seat I reach over and grasp her hand in mine again. I trap it against her thigh and before I move the car into gear I scan her face.
"This okay?" I ask, because I could drop her off at home. We don’t have to go any further. This is my last chance to exit before going all in. I was nervous to pick her up, worried that the easy rapport we’ve established through texts wouldn’t translate to real life. She looked phenomenal when she opened the door and my eyes drank in her body and then she threw herself into my arms and all the good feelings from our conversations amplified and danced through my chest.
"Very okay," Harper says, as her face breaks out in a grin, and even in the dark, it shines. I study the way she licks her lips and nearly combust when her teeth drag over her pout. In the club I’d catch the heat in her eyes as the lights strobed and flashed around us. I felt how perfectly her body molded to mine. And that kiss.
Fuck.
Hermouth is a gateway to heaven.
