“Are you sure? Because that’s a dealbreaker for me. I never want to cause you pain. Never.”
“Have you said what you need to say?”
“Um…yes.”
“Good. Because I’ve had enough talking. Although talking about my giant cock is permitted. As long as some part of you is touching it.”
I grin and pull him closer. Resting our foreheads together, I trace the outline of his straining erection. Aidyn whines, and I increase the pressure. “Can I suck you?”
He stops breathing. Just for a second, and then his breath exhales with a whoosh. “Yes, but…”
“There’s a but?”
“Low-hanging fruit, darlin’. Not touching that.”
How does he make a chuckle sound so seductive? His hand covers mine, his fingers slotting through mine, and then we’re stroking him together. It seems intimate. His lips brush a spot under my cheek. I feel vulnerable. Exposed.
“Aidyn?” I’m not sure what I’m asking. He kisses the corner of my mouth, and I need more. I turn my head to kiss him, but hepulls away with another chuckle that goes right to my balls. How am I so close already?
“May I undress you?”
My mouth goes dry. I nod and move my hand—or I try. He doesn’t let go.
“You don’t need to stop what you’re doing.”
My breath quickens as his big fingers unbutton my shirt. I tease his cock, and his movements falter. He rocks into my hand while his exploring fingers latch onto my nipple. I moan. We’re slowing each other’s progress, butfuck, exquisite torture now makes sense.
Aidyn kisses the corner of my mouth. “God, the sounds you’re making—I’m not sure I can save the shirt. I need you naked.”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I say through gasps as he rolls the nub, although I’m two seconds away from ripping the shirt off myself.
“I got an idea, love. But you have to let go first.”
Thelovehas my head spinning because the affection in that word is giving me ideas I don’t need. Tomorrow’s problem. I release his cock, reluctantly, and Aidyn grabs my shirt from the bottom and pulls it over my head. The cool air from the air conditioning blows over my heated skin, and then one of his hands grips my nape, the other my hip, and his mouth latches onto my hard nub and sucks. My legs go weak—it’s a real thing—but his hands hold me as he feasts on my nipple. Licking, sucking, and biting. I clutch the back of his head, holding him there. And just feel. He moves to the other side, and I bite my lip. Oh fuck. I push him away because I’m not coming with Aidyn completely dressed.
His eyes are unfocused as he stares at me with questions. Saliva drips from his mouth, and no one has a right to be thatdamn sexy. I kiss him, hard but quick. Every nerve ending in my body is crying out for more. “Naked. Now.”
He nods quickly and pulls at the buttons on his shirt. I join in starting from the bottom. We’re alternating from undressing him to undressing me. Our movements are jerky and rushed, and fuck, why do dress pants have buttons and clasps? And getting the pants off is difficult. Nothing is working, and I need him naked right the fuck now. I stumble, and he grabs me, keeping me upright.
“Shoes, darlin.’”
Right. Shoes first. Then pants.
It’s easier then, and I laugh, feeling as light as a balloon soaring overhead. Aidyn Christy is naked before me, covered in a light dusting of red hair, except his chest and stomach and pits and…cock. There, the hair is thick. The man is glorious. And mine. At least for tonight. Tomorrow can fuck off.
I’ve wanted him for over ten years. And he’s looking at me…not exactly the same, but with awe as his hot gaze runs over my body and he stares at my cock with hunger in his eyes.
We slam together, kissing frantically and desperately. Hands touching and grabbing. Our cocks slide together?—
“Shit, shit, shit,” Aidyn says, pulling away, his chest heaving. “Upstairs. Now.”
We’re in the apartment, in his room, in no time, going right back to where we were. His tongue in my mouth, my hands on his ass. This is good. Perfect. The frenzied want overshadows the uneasiness of being in what used to be my sister’s room. Falling onto what used to be my sister’s bed. Kissing and touching my sister’s husband.
I shake off those thoughts. Tomorrow, I can freak out and be disgusted with myself and my choices. Tonight, Aidyn is mine.
I inch down his body…lick and bite his nipple and kiss my way down his happy trail. I stop to admire his cock. Huge.Reddish purple. Dripping with precum. I suck on the tip, and he groans.
“Wait, Garrett, just…wait.”
