Page 79 of Deadly Obsession

She dropped her head back against the shower wall, but her eyes never left his. “Good.”

It was all the encouragement he needed to pull all the way out and slam in again, his cock moving in and out at a frenzied pace. He wanted to mark her, to claim her, to remind her that no one would ever make her feel the way he could. He wanted to sear himself into her memory the way she had seared herself into his. Indelible. Permanent. Forever.

“You’re mine,” he gritted out as she clenched around him, close to the peak he so desperately wanted to take her to.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“Say it,” he growled, hips slapping against hers as the hot water beat on his back.

“I’m yours, Aidan.”

“Fuck!”

He slammed his cock deep inside her as soon as he felt her orgasm rip through her, his fingers digging into her ass to hold her as close as he could get while he emptied himself inside her.

He dropped his head to the crook of her neck, kissing and licking the skin there while she purred in his arms. “I’m afraid if I move I’ll fall over.”

“I’m in no rush,” she said, lightly drawing circles over his back with her fingernails. “But don’t drop me. I’m precious cargo.”

He grinned and pressed a kiss to her shoulder before pulling back to look at her. “Was I too rough? I got carried away.”

“Did it seem like there was anything I wasn’t enjoying?”

“No.” Carefully, he set her back on the shower floor, leaning down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. “I just wanted to make sure.”

“I promise to tell you if you’re ever doing something I don’t like. I’ll yell out watermelon or something.”

He laughed while she turned to reach for the body wash he used, adding some to her hands and working it into a lather. He watched her fingers glide over his chest and shoulders, hissing when the soap stung his back.

She captured her lip between her teeth. “Sorry. I might have, ah, held on a little too tight.”

“Don’t be. I like knowing you marked me.”

She worked her hands down his back and around his hips, pushing them up over his abs. “Want to tell me what happened?”

“Nothing happened. I just needed you.”

“Well.” She leaned against his soapy chest, her still hard nipples dragging against him. “Feel free to need me like that again later.”

“Count on it.”

He let her continue to wash him, realizing that he’d caught her at the end of her shower and grateful for the endless supply of hot water while he rinsed.

“You have anything else to do today?" she asked, balancing one foot on the vanity to slather lotion over her skin.

He watched her, mesmerized, before remembering she’d asked him a question. “No. Nothing else. I met with your brothers this morning over plans for the first few casinos. That’s all I really needed to do, but I’m sure Declan would have something else for me if I asked him. Why?”

“Felicity is throwing a party tonight. She invited us.”

She didn’t say anything else, but there was something in her tone. “Do you want to go?”

“Only if you want to.”

“Viv.” He waited until she looked up at him. “Do you want to go?”

She debated with herself for a minute before nodding. “Yeah. It’s been a long time since I saw any of my friends. But Felicity’s parties tend to either be small intimate gatherings or huge ragers. There is no in-between, and I don’t know what this one will be like. It might not be…”

“Safe,” he finished.

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