None of the guys I’d been with made me wet with a simple look. Not even when I’d kissed Peter. But Aiden did. When his eyes were molten with lust, I responded. Just like I was responding now to having him close with thoughts of what he would do to me running through my head.

He’d told me to rest, but how could I with all that whirling around my brain?

I couldn’t wait for Aiden to sort his crap out and make up his mind. Taking matters into my own hands was an awful idea, but my need overcame my common sense.

I moved, shifting up the bed and straddled him. Aiden’s eyes went wide.

“Avery, what are you—”

I put my fingers over his lips.

“Don’t say anything.”

I took his hand, pulled it between us and pressed it to me.

“Touch me. I’m not asking you to fuck me. I need to feel something else other than pain and heartbreak. So please touch me.”

I pulled both my hands away from him and put them up to show him I wasn’t going to do anything else. His eyes fell to where I’d pressed his hand against my pussy. Seconds ticked by without either of us moving.

His fingers crept beneath my shorts and brushed over my underwear, right over my already sensitive nub. I shuddered.

“Fuck, how wet are you?” he muttered.

His eyes flicked back to mine, burning with heat. His free hand curled around the back of my neck and he dragged me towards him, pressing my forehead to his. He stroked me. My lips parted. Jolts ran up my spine. I let my hands fall to my sides.

“Is this what you want?” he asked, his voice a little hoarse.

“Yes, please don’t stop.”

“I want to see you come again. You look so fucking beautiful when you come.”

I thought I’d misheard him for a moment. Aiden thought I was beautiful. Holy fuck. He increased the pressure and pace. I groaned. His thumb ran circles around my neck. His eyes kept mine, the intensity of his gaze sending me spiralling higher.

“I want to hear my name on your lips when you come.”

“Aiden.”

“That’s it. Say it again.”

“Aiden, make me come.”

He growled. The sound vibrated through me. There was nothing but me and Aiden. I forgot about the situation we were in. I forgot about what I’d seen today. Aiden eclipsed it all. He was the sun, the sky, the moon and the earth. The pressure inside me intensified. It built and built, coursing through my body.

“Fuck.”

“Come for me, Avery. Say my name.”

I shattered. Spots formed in my vision. And I cried out his name as my body shook and trembled against him. I tried to breathe oxygen into my lungs, but I was drowning in the sensations he elicited. Waves and waves crashed over me until I all but collapsed against him.

He let go of my neck and my head fell on his shoulder. He pulled me against his chest, stroking a hand down my spine.

“You should rest,” he murmured.

“Mmm, thank you,” I whispered.

I closed my eyes and drifted off, lulled to sleep by the sound of his breathing and his heart thumping against my chest.

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