Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 111048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
My heart flip-flopped in my chest at his question, but I couldn’t find the words to tell him that he most definitely had me. Instead, I lunged at him, grabbing the sides of his face and crashing our lips together as my legs moved to straddle him where he sat. I kissed Aiden like I was starved for his mouth, and in truth, I was. I wanted him desperately— would do anything to feel his tongue against mine and his hands all over my skin again. My heart screamed out for him as if I’d just opened some kind of Pandora’s Box and finally let my truth be known.
His mouth felt like the most perfect place in the world— where I was meant to be and the place that would always welcome me home. His gasp of surprise went straight into my chest, and I slid my hands down to his neck to hold him still.
The kiss was as breathtaking as all the others we’d shared in the past ten hours. It went on and on, tongues seeking entrance and hands searching for purchase on each other’s bare skin. Face, neck, arms. It didn’t matter. Wherever I could find the sweet, warm feel of him was fine by me.
Before I realized what I was doing, I pressed my cock into his belly and began rolling my hips to feel his hard-on against my ass through our jeans. Each press of my body against Aiden’s made his breathing speed up and his hands clutch me tighter.
Aiden pulled back suddenly, pupils blown. “Ash, let’s go inside—” he tried.
“No. Here. Want you,” I gasped before grabbing his lower lip between my teeth and tugging him back toward me. “Can’t wait.”
His arms were solid around me, and I felt his large hands begin to spread out and map the muscles of my back. As we kissed, those hands made their way down and yanked my shirt out of my jeans so he could reach the bare skin of my back directly.
“Fuck, Ash, fuck,” he breathed into my mouth.
“Mm-hm.” I moved my kisses all along his jaw to his ear and took the lobe between my teeth, nibbling and tasting him before sucking a mark into the tender skin beneath his ear.
“Ash,” he groaned as I reached for the hem of his shirt to sneak my fingers under it. “We should go inside the house,” he said again, though he made no effort to move me off him. His eyes quickly scanned the empty beach.
I moved my hands to rest on his neck again before turning to look around us. “I want it to be here, Aiden. In this place. Being with you this morning, having you here with me now… I just… it’s like I can breathe again. I feel clear-headed and free. When we got here last night, I realized I was good. I am good. And I know what I want. I want you.”
I could tell he was both surprised and relieved. We hadn’t talked about what that morning’s encounter had meant and I could tell he’d been worried it had been a one-time thing. His question about having me had been confirmation of that. He was afraid I’d come to regret what we’d done in the hours since he’d buried himself deep inside of my body for the first time. But I had no such reservations and I needed him to know that. I needed him to understand that I was feeling the way I was feeling because of him. The beach, being out of the city— those things heightened how good I was feeling, but he was the reason for every emotion and sensation churning through my body.
There was no mistaking that.
“Let them see, Aiden,” I said as I brushed my mouth over his. “I don’t care. Just need you.” I climbed off his lap, clearing our picnic away before lying down on the blanket and extending a hand to him in invitation. “Come lie down with me.”
As soon as he reclined on the blanket, I was on him in a flash— kissing, touching, grinding. It wasn’t pretty— in fact, it was probably damned desperate, but I honestly didn’t give a shit at that point. The morning’s activities had only taken the edge off. I had weeks of pent-up desire for him hammering in my cock and pounding in my heart.
Aiden’s large, warm hands were under my shirt and down the back of my pants, clutching at my ass, running up my spine. It was overwhelming in the very best way. Suddenly, I didn’t want the fabric of the shirt in the way anymore. I leaned back and shucked it off, tossing it aside before grabbing for the hem of Aiden’s shirt as well.
Once we were topless, I shivered in the cool late afternoon air, and Aiden pulled me in close again, using his hands to warm me up and rolling me under him until I was resting on the warm area of the blanket his body had been covering.