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 moved back down her body. Every muscle shook as she fought to keep still, even as a small voice in the back of her mind called her a fool seven times over. Aiden reached the band of her panties again and dragged his fingers over the lace. “We’ll fight about it tomorrow.”
“Fine.” She tried to snap out the word, but it emerged breathy. Irritation rose. “Touch me or let me go to sleep. I’m tired of these games.”
“No, you’re not.”
She got no warning. One second, she was seriously considering telling him to fuck off, and the next, he grabbed her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Aiden went to his knees and pulled her panties to the side. “As pretty here as everywhere else.”
And then all she knew was his mouth.
Aiden went after her clit like it was his favorite candy. He sucked and licked and nibbled, emitting these little growls as he did. Charlie stopped trying to hold back after two seconds, giving herself to the sensation of pleasure rising and falling, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Every time she teetered too close, he drew back, gentling his kisses or diverting himself to worshiping her thighs.
She managed to hold it together until the fourth denied orgasm. “Aiden, please.”
“Please what?”
“Stop teasing me.”
He dragged his mouth over her and, for one eternal second, she was sure he’d give her what she needed. Then the bastard laughed. “No.”
She lifted her head and glared. “If you don’t let me come, I’m going to do it myself.”
Those green eyes were so bright, they could have been on fire. “You even try and I’m going to tie you down and make you wait longer. You agreed to the terms, Charlie.” His grin was downright feral. “Unless you want to stop?”
She shot a look to the bathroom door. She could tell him she was done and go to the bathroom. She was so primed, it would take a flick, maybe two, and she’d orgasm.
Aiden, the bastard, knew exactly what she was thinking. “If you changed your mind, I’ll respect it, and that will be the end of things between us.”
“What?” She shook her head, trying to think. “Maybe I just changed my mind for tonight.”
“Or maybe you’re trying to cheat me out of your orgasm.” He held her thighs in a grip just shy of bruising. “This is what it means to go to bed with me, Charlie. Either you can handle it or you can’t, but I won’t have you crying foul every single fucking time. So what will it be? Are we done?”
She slammed her hands on the mattress, twisting against his hold. “That’s not fair.”
“It’s the very essence of fair. Decide.”
She ran her hands over her face. Aiden just waited, not touching her further but not letting her move, either. Charlie looked down her body at him. “I want to come, Aiden, please.” She tried a sweet and cajoling tone, and got icy silence in response. Damn it. She flopped back onto the bed. “I must be a masochist, because I don’t want this to stop.”
“I know.” He didn’t give her a chance to curse him. She was too busy moaning as he fucked her with his tongue. Charlie slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Aiden lifted his head long enough to say, “No, bright eyes. Let them hear you.”
Because of the plan, because we’re pretending…
But as she looked at his expression, she wasn’t sure that was the truth. He looked like a man who wanted everyone within hearing distance to know that he was pleasing his woman and pleasing her well.
I’m not his woman.
It didn’t matter as he sucked her clit into his mouth, stroking her with his tongue with the exact same motions she’d shown him earlier in the office. That was all it took. Her back bowed, his name a cry on her lips as she came hard enough to tilt the world off its axis. Her orgasm rolled over her, cresting again and again, hours’ worth of pent-up pleasure taking her to a place beyond thought, beyond worry, beyond mere mortal things.
She slowly came back to herself to find Aiden lying next to her on his side, with his head propped in his hand. He ran one hand over her body as if memorizing every detail. She blinked. “Hey.”
“How do you feel?”
She gave the question entirely too much consideration. “I’m thinking being a masochist might not be such a bad thing.”
Aiden grinned. “It’s a fleeting feeling.” He cupped first one breast and then the other. “We’re not done.”
“You’re joking.” She shook her head. “You have to be joking. I just came harder than I’ve ever come in my life. I can’t do it again.” She wasn’t even sure she wanted to.