Entangled (The Accidental Billionaires, #2)(48)

I wanted to touch him, but I wanted him naked even more.

His shoes, socks, pants, and boxer briefs all came off in a frenzy.

I yanked my dress over my head and then removed my bra.

When we were joined, I needed it to be flesh to flesh.

“I can’t wait any longer, Skye,” he growled as his naked body pinned me against the wall.

“Don’t, then. Fuck me right now,” I answered as I panted with anticipation.

I’d caught a brief glimpse of his enormous hard cock, and I wanted to claim it. I wanted Aiden inside me.

“Wrap those sexy legs around my waist,” he demanded as he lifted me up by my ass.

I had no sooner obeyed him than he plunged inside me desperately.

Bam!

My rear end hit the wall, his hands cushioning the blow.

And then he was there, inside me, around me, consuming me.

I strained against him, needing every inch of his cock, even though he was already stretching me.

“Ride this with me, baby,” he rasped next to my head. “Stay with me.”

Like I could do anything else?

And then it hit me that he didn’t want me to be afraid. That he knew that sometimes I had flashbacks.

“I’m not thinking of anything else but you,” I said breathlessly. “Just fuck me, Aiden. I need you.”

“Jesus Christ! I need you, too, Skye. So damn much,” he said with a ferociousness I hadn’t heard from him in years. “Always have. Always will.”

I tightened my legs around his waist, encouraging him to move. “Then take me.”

My body never did and never would belong to anybody but him.

He pulled almost out of me, and then slammed back in. “You were meant to be mine,” he snarled. “You and me. We were always right.”

“I know,” I panted.

His fingers pressed into the skin of my ass possessively as he started to set a frenetic rhythm that made me spin out of control.

I was free when I was with Aiden.

I was wild when I was with Aiden.

I was me again when I was with Aiden.

No holding back.

I rode his cock as he pummeled inside me.

Harder and harder.

Faster and faster.

Until our bodies were slick with sweat.

When he started grinding against me with every hard entry, I felt like I was spiraling out of control.

I wanted that stimulation to my clit every time he filled me.

“Yes. I need to come,” I screamed.

“I’ll make you come,” he rasped.

He drove into me deeper, and at an angle that rubbed against my clit so hard that I exploded.

“Aiden,” I yelled as my body imploded.

“That’s it. Come for me, Skye. I can’t wait any longer.”

It became obvious moments later that I was coming. I scratched at his back and bit down on his shoulder, because I didn’t quite know how to handle the extreme force of my climax.

Aiden’s body tightened, and he groaned my name, “Skye. Baby. Holy hell.”

His big body shuddered, and he found his own heated release deep inside me.

There was nothing but the sound of our labored breathing as we recovered. I was too stunned to speak for at least a couple of minutes.

“Goddamn it to hell,” he finally said as he put his forehead on my shoulder.

I stroked his sweat-slick back. “What?”

“I swore we were going to do it in a bed the first time.”

It took me a minute to realize that we’d never found ourselves in a bed together, even though we’d had sex.

And we hadn’t made it to a bedroom this time, either.

I didn’t care. I had no control when it came to the man who was frustrated because he didn’t think we’d done it quite right for the first time in almost a decade.

I couldn’t help myself.

I laughed.





CHAPTER 22

SKYE



We never made it to a bed the second time, either.

Aiden and I had decided we both needed a shower, and after we’d explored each other’s bodies in the multiple sprays from the fancy shower, we hadn’t bothered trying to get to the bedroom.

“We finally made it,” I teased as I looked at all the room-service items that were spread out on the bed.

Both of us had experienced midnight hunger pangs, so we’d ordered up some food.

Funny that we were eating on the bed we’d wanted to fuck on.

He grabbed a couple of fries, dunked them in ketchup, and then dropped them into his mouth before he said, “About damn time.”

I smiled as I took a bite of my burger. I was sitting cross-legged and naked on the bedspread, while Aiden was sprawled out beside most of the food.

I’d gotten over my nervousness about my changed body, and I had no qualms about sitting in front of Aiden naked now. Honestly, I was starting to believe that I turned him on just the way I was.

All I could really think about was that it was a darn good thing that we had a king-sized bed to accommodate all the food we’d ordered.

“Are you complaining?” I joked.

He caught my gaze and slowly shook his head. “Never. It doesn’t really matter to me. I just thought you needed to experience taking it slow in a damn bed for once.”