His expression cleared after a moment.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… Fuck, not after what he almost did to you today.”

He shifted on his side, wrapped both arms around me and held me close, kissing the top of my head.

“That’s not… Aiden, that’s not why. It’s where we are not what he did. I’m not letting that affect anything between you and me.”

He stared at me, frowning. I saw it the moment it dawned on him. His eyes widened and his arms around me tightened.

“Shit, no, you’re right. I wish I’d taken you home now.”

I smiled and shook my head. His grey eyes glinted in the moonlight streaming in through the gap in the curtains. He leant down, his breath hot against my ear.

“I can still make you come, princess. I just won’t fuck you.”

Heat flooded my core at his words. I squirmed in his grasp. I wish he’d taken me home too. Letting him do that here felt like we’d be crossing a line. I mean, I’d had sex with James in this flat for fuck’s sake. I’d slept in the same bed as him on several occasions.

I was relatively sure James and Aiden had cleared the air in the kitchen because when they came back in, they were laughing and joking with each other like they were old friends. It still didn’t make it right.

“You can’t…”

Aiden didn’t listen to me. His fingers found their way inside my underwear. I’d discarded the jogging bottoms James gave me before getting into bed. He stroked my clit, causing me to buck against him before two fingers thrust inside me.

“So wet for me,” he whispered, his teeth grazing my earlobe. “I wish I could plunge my cock into your pussy right now. I want to hear you crying out my name as you clench around me.”

I had to be quiet because of where we were. I couldn’t help but find the whole thing incredibly dangerous and very, very wrong. Somehow that made it all the more appealing.

“Aiden,” I whimpered as he found just the right spot with his fingers and pressed down.

“Mmm, that’s right. Do you want my cock inside you instead of my fingers, princess?”

I could hardly breathe. His thumb brushed over my clit. The overload on my senses rendering it impossible for me to ask him to stop. I didn’t want him to. The dark side of me wanted Aiden to take me right here on James’ sofa. Wanted him to fuck me with brutal thrusts and treat me like I was his fuck toy. In the bedroom was the only place I wanted all of his control. Craved it. And in some fucked up way, after what happened today, having him take control was exactly what I needed.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

His fingers grew more insistent, thrusting harder. I needed him inside me.

“Please fuck me.”

“Are you sure?”

My body was pretty damn sure it didn’t care about my logical reasons for not having sex in James’ flat.

“Do you want me to beg? Please, Aiden, fuck me hard,” I whispered. “I need it. I need you.”

“I think I need you to keep begging, princess.”

I whimpered, arching into his touch. His fingers worked me and his thumb picked up a relentless pace on my clit. It wasn’t quite enough to make me come, but it had me spiralling out of control.

“I can’t take it. I need your cock. Please, please, I want you to fuck me. I don’t want to come on your fingers. They’re not enough. I want to come on your cock.”

The fact that I sounded so ridiculously wanton for the man who commanded my entire soul made me realise how far down the rabbit hole I’d fallen with Aiden. How I’d do anything he asked me to. Even have sex in my best friend’s flat, on his sofa bed because I was so utterly enraptured by the man I loved. I’d already given up so much of myself and I was about to hand over the rest for his safe keeping.

“Please, I need it hard. Use me. My body is yours to command. Please, please, I need you.”

His fingers left my pussy, causing me to whimper from the lack of contact.