Lexi isn’t ready to say goodbye, and truthfully, neither am I. Promises of seeing her in a couple weeks and that we’d talk every day is the only thing keeping Lexi from breaking down. I think I said it to keep myself from breaking down, too.
On the plane back to New York, I start making a list of everything that I need to get ready for Lexi to come live with me.
Reality hits me and I drop my pen. Aiden looks over from his laptop. “I can’t cook worth shit. How am I going to feed her?”
His lips curl up. “Well … I guess our girl will have to live off Cheerios and applesauce,” he says, mocking me.
I elbow him and twist my lips. “She’d love that,” I say, rolling my eyes. Those are her favorite foods right now.
“Exactly,” he points out. “She’s five. She’s not expecting five-course meals. Stop worrying,” he says, closing his laptop and pulling me onto his lap.
I run my hand through his hair, kissing him gently on the lips. “I just don’t want to mess up with her. She’s been through so much already.”
“In her eyes, you can do no wrong. Even if it’s burnt toast and over-cooked macaroni.” He chuckles.
“Hmph. Maybe I can hire a cook,” I say, smiling.
Aiden’s finger slowly starts circling my bare inner thigh. I glance down as the circle starts to get bigger. Heat shoots up my leg, straight to my sex. I will his finger to move higher, but it stays in that exact spot. The desire builds. I fight fidgeting because I don’t want him to remove his hand. I’m almost to the point of moving his hand myself.
I lift my head and look in Max’s direction. He’s busy on the phone. I snicker to myself when I notice his darkened eye from Aiden’s elbow when they were wrestling yesterday.
I look back to Aiden. He’s leaning back against the seat, eyes closed. One might think he’s taking a nap. That one is not me. I feel his hard cock pulse against me. I watch his Adam’s apple move as he swallows. His gorgeous soft lips curl up.
“See something you like?” he whispers.
I lean over, running my mouth along his jaw to his ear. “Just wondering what you’re doing?”
He shrugs, shaking his head. “Nothing.”
“Then you need to do nothing a few more inches higher.” His finger stops moving. No! I didn’t mean stop!
Relief runs through me when he squeezes my inner thigh, and his hand begins to move north. His fingers move under my shorts. I part my legs a little more, giving him easier access. I close my eyes as they run along the lace of my panties.
I can’t get enough of him. My hunger for him has become insatiable. I hope this feeling dies down because wanting sex all day can’t be healthy. This morning we had slow, seductive sex in the shower. Our bodies melded together as one, and we cried out in each other’s mouths, not wanting to wake anyone. The water hitting our bodies was the only sound. If passion could be heard, it would’ve broken the sound barrier. It was that amazing.
But here I am, wanting more. Wanting his finger to move my panties to the side and push inside me. Just thinking about his finger skills has me reaching for his arm and giving it a little push.
Aiden’s chuckle has me opening my eyes. “My greedy little minx. What am I going to do with you?” he says into my neck, kissing and nipping.
“I think I’ve been pretty clear about what you can do,” I say, biting my lip.
He glances at Max, who thankfully isn’t facing us now. He’s still on the phone. Aiden moves his hand out of my shorts, and I pout. A half-sexy smile crosses his face, displaying one of his dimples. He brings his finger to my lips, mouthing for me to be quiet. I nod quickly in anticipation.
Holy shit. I’ve become a hussy. I want it so badly I’m okay that Aiden is about to do whatever and Max is five feet away from us.
Aiden shakes his head. My brows furrow. Why is he shaking his head? Before I can ask, he lifts me up in his arms and walks with me to the back of the plane. I’m all about trying to fit in the bathroom if it gets me what I need. It’ll be a tight squeeze, because well … Aiden’s huge. I giggle to myself. I’m really talking about the bathroom, but it applies to Aiden’s cock inside my pussy, too.
I cross my legs in Aiden’s arm and squirm a little. His arms squeeze me tighter. My eyes flash up to his. His eyes are dark and pleading. We only break our connection when we come to a door. When Aiden opens it, I’m surprised to see a double-sized bed. It’s situated on one side with a chair along the other side.
He lays me on the bed and closes the door softly, locking it. I don’t even wait for him to return to me before I’m taking off my clothes. Instead of sitting on the bed with me, he sits on the chair facing me.
I tilt my head, watching him. He’s flashing a salacious smile. “Sweetheart, you’re going to be the death of me,” he says, slowly unzipping his jeans. His black boxer briefs are pulled tight as his hard cock tries to get out. His eyes never leave mine. I face him, lying back on my elbows. He clenches his jaw when he looks down my body. I spread my legs wide. He takes his cock out and runs his hands up and down it. “Your pussy is fucking perfect,” he growls. I clench my sex as a bolt of heat runs through me. His eyes are hooded and his look alone could probably set me off. I watch his hand stroke himself.
I need those hands on me. Now. “Aiden,” I moan desperately.
“Touch yourself,” he rasps. “Show me with your fingers where you want me.”
I lie back. My chest moves rapidly as I run my hand over my pebbled nipple and down my body. I shiver at my own touch. His groans fuel me. My finger hits my sensitive nub and my hips move of their own accord. I bite my lip to keep from moaning.
“That’s it, baby. You’re dripping wet.”
My eyes roll back in my head when I stick my finger inside. A moan escapes my lips. I add another finger. It’s still not enough. I hear Aiden taking his clothes off and continue, knowing he’s watching. Knowing it’s affecting him as much as it is me.
When I feel his hand removing my fingers, I open my eyes. He’s on his knees at the end of the bed. He sticks my fingers in his mouth. His tongue circles my fingers, licking them clean. When his mouth slams down on my clit and he sucks, I scream out.
Music fills the cabin. Aiden laughs, but his tongue never slows down. I buck as his tongue goes from my clit to being inside me. He tongue-fucks me, making every nerve ending down there spike with pleasure. His tongue moves down farther, softly licking around that spot. I about jump off the bed in surprise, but he holds me down with his arm. I’m so flustered that the words I want to say don’t come out. Then again, maybe they don’t come out because it feels good. Dirty, but good.
I’m a little relieved when he moves back up though. When his tongue hits my clit again, I grab his hair. I grind my hips needing more friction. As soon as two fingers move inside me, I’m lost to the orgasm ripping through me. I lose all control as my mind goes blank and my body takes over, surrendering to the feel of Aiden.
When the music gets louder, a blush spreads over my cheeks. I move my hand to cover my face, but Aiden grabs it, putting it above my head. One of his hands holds them both above my head as he slides the other one down my body. He gazes into my eyes, searching for something.
Deep down I know what he’s asking. Is this okay? I can promise him that there is not one cell in my brain that isn’t focused on his cock that is slowly gliding into me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him into me deeper.
I’m pretty sure he got his answer. I gasp at feeling filled to capacity. My mouth gapes open as he plunges wildly into me. His free hand is all over my body. Grabbing, pinching, rubbing. I want to touch him, but he holds my hands in place tighter when I try to move. It only makes me writhe under him more.
He digs his face into my shoulder. His face is damp with sweat and his breathing is erratic.
“I love you, Addison,” he rasps into my ear. His hand moves down to my clit. He pulls out of me and his finger dips into my wetness. It doesn’t stay there long, before he’s sliding back into me. He nips my jaw and neck. His hand reaches around, grabbing my ass, pushing it up into him to get deeper. I can feel my orgasm ready to spill over. He picks up his pace. His hand moves over between my ass cheeks, his finger putting pressure there. My hands jerk.
“Sweetheart, it’s just me. I’m not doing anything more than just this,” he whispers. He circles the area, adding pressure but not going any farther. When my body takes over and pushes against his finger, I moan out in pleasure.
When my hands relax, his lips find mine. He devours my mouth. I am at his mercy as almost every orifice is being explored and my nerve endings explode throughout my body. My body starts to shake involuntarily as pure ecstasy burns through me. I can feel the heat from the wetness coat Aiden.
His head falls on my shoulder. He lets go of my hands and wraps his arms around my body, pulling me tight against his chest. His body convulses as he slams into me one last time, riding out his orgasm.
“Addison,” he rumbles in my ear, falling on top me. His chest heaves against mine. I run my fingernails up his back, and he shivers. When his breathing settles, he says, “I hope I die fucking you, because it’s the most amazing feeling being inside you.” I giggle. “And I would die one happy man.”
“That’s a little morbid,” I say. He pulses his still-hard cock inside of me. I gasp and my muscles squeeze.
“Fuck, baby, you keep doing that and I’m never pulling out.” He grinds his hips into me. I let out a whimper at the delicious pain. He gets on his elbows. His gorgeous, emerald green eyes find my eyes. He kisses my nose before putting his forehead against mine. “You okay?” he asks softly.
“Yes,” I reply with certainty. I breathe a sigh of relief knowing he didn’t hold back. And I didn’t go there. I lift my head up, meeting his lips. I suck on his bottom lip, pulling him back down toward me.
The music stops. “This is your captain speaking. Actually the owner of the plane,” we both chuckle at the sound of Max’s voice. “We will be landing within the next hour. So please finish your business and find your seat so we can land. Thank you.”
“Holy shit! Max had to have heard us,” I say, blushing from embarrassment. I cover my eyes with my arm. “It’s all your fault. You make me act like a hussy.”
“My fault?” Aiden asks, picking up my arm. “You’re the one who makes me go crazy. I can sense the second you get wet. And as soon as I do, my dick is cocked and ready. Literally.” He smiles wide.
He pulls out of me, and I mewl. “See,” he says, pointing at me. “That right there just made me hard.” I look down. Yep, he’s hard again. “Sweetheart, knowing how I make you feel, especially when I pull out, is the biggest turn-on ever. Nothing is sexier than knowing you want me inside you.”
I bite my lip, trying to steady my out-of-control libido. What the hell is wrong with me? My whole body tingles knowing that he’s hard.
“Goddammit, Addison,” he growls, resting his head on my chest. “You better hold on fucking tight because this is going to be hard and fast.” He bites my nipple, and I gasp loudly.
The music comes on again. I don’t even have time to laugh as I’m being impaled just like he said. Fast and hard. And I love every second of it.