Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 496(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 496(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
He started to reach for her but ended up fisting the comforter of the bed and letting her work. This is what he’d wanted when he booked the hotel room instead of driving back to the O’Malley house. Charlie. Him. They had nowhere to be for the next few hours, and they wouldn’t be interrupted. There was no rush.
For her part, she seemed content to take her time—and drive him out of his goddamn mind in the process. As Aiden watched her suck him off, her bright red lips wrapped around his cock were almost enough to make him come from the sight alone. “Bright eyes, I need you.”
“You have me.” She rose and grabbed one of the condoms from where he’d tossed them on the bed. “Tonight. Right now. You have me. We got out, Aiden. We’re okay.” She rolled the condom onto him and then braced her hands on his shoulders. “How do you need me?”
The offer was just proof that she saw him better than most people. She recognized that he needed to reassert the control Alethea had threatened. Aiden pulled her down onto his lap and kissed her. He’d intended it to be a silent thank-you, but the notion didn’t last past their first contact. Charlie opened for him immediately, her tongue seeking his.
He lost himself in the feel and taste of her. Each second that passed settled the rattled feeling in his chest, until his frustration and fear over how shit had gone so south melted away.
And then there was only Charlie.
He drew back enough to say, “I should be asking how you need me.”
“Are you?”
He grinned. “No. I want you on your hands and knees on the bed.”
She climbed off him to obey. He stood, and his mouth went dry at the sight she offered. With her knees parted and the arch in her spine, he could actually see how wet she was. “You liked sucking my cock.” He shifted onto the bed, easing up behind her.
“So much so that I’m going to do it again at the earliest available opportunity.”
He chuckled. “I can’t argue with that.”
“Really? Because I thought I was going to have to follow through on my threat to tie you down to just get you to let me do it.” She hissed out a breath as he palmed her pussy. “You’re very cagey.”
“Are you into bondage, bright eyes?” He slipped one finger into her and, satisfied that she was more than ready, he brought his cock to her entrance. Aiden gripped her hips and worked into her with short, controlled thrusts, until he was sheathed to the hilt.
Charlie moaned. “I’m a control freak.”
“I noticed.” He’d also noticed that she enjoyed their games as much as he did. He pressed his hand against the small of her back and slid it up her spine, guiding her down until the top half of her body was flush against the bed. The position left her ass in the air and allowed him deeper yet.
Satisfied she would stay there, he pulled almost all the way out and then thrust deep. Charlie cried out. “Harder, Aiden!”
This time, he obeyed. Aiden followed her muffled commands, fucking her just the way she needed. She thrust back to meet every stroke. He wanted to maintain this feeling of perfection all night long, but Charlie felt too good. “Touch yourself,” he demanded.
She snaked one hand beneath herself, and her pussy clamped tight around him in response. He kept up the angle that had her writhing on the bed, holding tight onto his control and keeping his own orgasm at bay. She didn’t make him wait long. Charlie cried out his name over and over again, her shrieks barely muffled by the comforter.
It was too much. Aiden couldn’t hold out any longer. He tightened his grip on her hips and drove into her, chasing the pleasure her body offered him. He came with a curse, and it was like every muscle in his body dissipated.
He collapsed half on top of her. “Fuck, Charlie.”
“You just did.”
Aiden laughed hoarsely and gave her ass a light smack. “Mouthy.”
“Every damn day.” She rolled to face him and tucked in against his chest. When apparently that wasn’t close enough, she draped one long leg over his hip and hugged him. “I needed that.”
“Me too.” He held her close. The soft cadence of her breathing washed over him, erasing the last of his lingering unease. Tonight had been a closer call than he wanted to admit, which was bad enough.
Putting Charlie in that position despite her questioning the wisdom of it was inexcusable. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.”
“You had it under control.”
Not nearly as under control as he would have liked. He kissed the top of her head. “Next time your gut says it’s a bad situation, we’re out. No questions asked.”