Page 54 of A Touch of Magic at the Comfort Food Café
‘God, you’re so damn beautiful…’ he mutters, unhooking my bra and gently stroking my breasts. I suck in a shocked gulp of pleasure as he runs his thumbs over my nipples, his pupils huge, his face as serious as I’ve ever seen it.
He slides my dress down over my hips, and it puddles on the floor around me. I have a second where I feel exposed and vulnerable, and then his hands are on me again and I forget all of that. I forget everything apart from this man, and the way I feel beneath his touch.
He swoops me up into his arms, cradling me against his chest, and I don’t even feel threatened by that. He is big enough and strong enough to make me feel safe and small and so, so eager.
‘I’m taking you upstairs,’ he says, nuzzling into my neck, kissing the tender flesh and sending spikes of excitement running through me. ‘The dogs are looking a little too interested…’
I glance down, see that he’s right. All four of them are watching us with curiosity, heads tilted and ears pricked. Juno’s tail thuds slowly against the floor.
‘Good idea,’ I say. ‘I love the dogs, but some things should remain private.’
‘They should. Now, hold on tight…’
He gallops up the stairs with me held against him, and I squeal like a little girl the whole way. He’s laughing by the time he pushes open his bedroom door and lays me gently on the bed. I glance around, see a masculine but comfortable room painted in shades of blue, stacks of books on the floor, colourful artwork on the walls.
The sheets are cool and soft against my skin, and I stretch out against them. All of my nerves have disappeared. All of the embarrassment I usually feel at being almost naked with a man has gone. Something about Aidan does not allow those feelings to show themselves. Instead I am suddenly confident and playful. Teasing, even.
His eyes follow every move I make, a small smile dancing on his lips.
‘I knew there was a sex kitten in there somewhere,’ he says, tugging off his belt and his trousers. I stare at his magnificent form, hardly able to believe that this is happening. That the melting feeling in my tummy is real. That the need flooding my body is going to be fulfilled. That after a month of foreplay, I am finally ready.
He climbs onto the bed, and straddles me, trapping me beneath him. He plants a palm either side of my head and pins me down with his intense green eyes.
‘I want you more than I’ve ever wanted a woman in my life,’ he says, his voice a low growl. I rub myself against him shamelessly.
‘Well, here I am,’ I murmur, running my hand over his perfect backside. ‘Yours for the taking…’
Chapter Twenty-One
I’m momentarily confused when I wake up in the morning. I’m somewhere new, and at first, when I come back to consciousness, I’m slightly startled. My eyes take in a different view, and my ears hear different sounds, and my skin is aware of different sensations.
The confusion lasts only a few seconds before it’s replaced by a sense of profound contentment. The memories of the night before rush back over me, and I blush immediately.
I have never known myself to be so uninhibited, so wild, so free. So lost in physical delight. Honestly, it feels a little like the first time I have ever truly had sex. The other times, the other men, were so insignificant in comparison. I genuinely didn’t know that my body was capable of giving and receiving such pleasure. Making love with Aidan was literally a mind-blowing experience. In fact I’m not sure my mind will ever recover. I’m a person usually driven by my brain, by my thoughts, by logic, but last night my mind was nowhere to be found. Last night my body was in charge, and it was a revelation.
Is that what it’s like for other people? Is this what I’ve been missing out on? How have I never known about this? I’m almost fifty and I’ve slept with a grand total of five men. It is not a lot, but it is enough for comparison. The verdict is that before Aidan, I might as well not have bothered. He made me feel things I’d never felt before, took me to heights I’d never dreamt possible, and then held me in his arms as I fell asleep.
He is lying next to me still, one of his legs flung possessively over mine, one arm above his head. His hair is messed up and his chest is slowly rising and falling in a deep sleep. I wriggle onto my side and stare at him, remembering the time back in my flat when he caught me doing exactly this. Except now I’m allowed to touch as well as look. He has given me permission, and just as importantly so have I. I reach out and let my hand trail over his shoulder.
His eyes slowly open, and when he focuses enough to see me, his face breaks out into the most gorgeous smile I’ve ever seen from him. And I’ve seen a few.
‘Hey,’ he says, quietly. ‘You’re still here.’
‘Wasn’t I supposed to be?’
‘I hoped you would be. But I also thought maybe you’d disappear in the night.’
‘That doesn’t sound like me,’ I reply, laughing inside. That so sounds like me. ‘And anyway, I was too tired after all that… activity.’
He runs his fingers through my dishevelled hair, and I have a brief moment of self-consciousness. I must look a mess, what with last night’s make-up and this morning’s bedhead on top of the fact that I haven’t brushed my teeth. He kisses me, and I immediately forget all about such matters. He doesn’t seem to mind. Within seconds, he is letting me know pretty directly that he doesn’t mind at all.
One thing leads to another, and the next half hour passes in a blur of mutual pleasure. When he finally gets out of bed, he struts towards the window, bare-ass naked and without an ounce of embarrassment. In fact he obviously knows I’m watching, and gives a little shimmy as he opens the curtains. Pale sunlight pours into the room. I wonder what time it is.
‘I need to see to the dogs,’ he says, tugging on joggers and a T-shirt. ‘Then I’ll be back up with coffee. Sound good?’
‘Sounds amazing. Though I probably need a shower.’
He pauses in the doorway and grins at me. ‘Well, you could take a shower. But in the interest of transparency, I’m planning on getting you good and dirty again very soon…’
