Chapter 25

Ella

Aiden had to be the most patient man in the world to put up with me and my busy schedule with the twins. We hadn’t gotten to spend much time together, but we cherished every moment we got together, especially the times we had alone.

I’d spent the past week running to meetings and even taking two trips out of town to different locations, and so when the girls had finally gone out on their own and insisted they didn’t want me along, I was relieved instead of offended. We’d spent enough time together, and I’d tried not to make myself sick knowing I was related to the whiny brats.

Halle had talked to Zep every day and even had him ride out to meet her at one of the locations and he’d apparently been briefed on being her new love interest. If he was going to hang around, they were going to put him to work. It was their way.

I called Aiden to tell him the good news. “I’m free. Please tell me you’re not busy.” Aiden often times had to go check property with his mother and stand in for his father’s role in various charities. Although I’d often wished my mother had left me with a fortune, I knew I wasn’t capable of handling things the way Aiden had. He was a proper heir and knew how to take care of business.

“I’m free too. I’ll be over in ten.”

“Ten? You live much farther away than that.” I knew my tone was suspicious, but he laughed.

“I’m down the road. I was on my way to kidnap you. I hoped I’d get a chance to make a real valiant scene. I was going to swoop in and whisk you away.”

“No need. There’s no one here but me and Millie, and she already thinks you’re my hero.” Millie loved Aiden, and I was quite sure that if she was a bit younger and not my grandmother, I’d have to fight her off of him. She was always carrying on about how handsome he was and how he reminded her of one of her favorite classic movie stars.

“Millie’s a good lady.”

“No doubt. I’ll tell her you’re on the way.”

“Hey, instead of telling her that, tell her you’ll be stepping out for a bit. I have a surprise for you.”

“Another surprise? Is this like the last one? You have someone you want me to meet?” Aiden had arranged for me to meet Delaney Graham and that had turned into a wonderful opportunity. I could only imagine how he was planning to top that.

“I think it will be even better. But I’m not telling. You’ll have to wait and see.” I kept him on the phone until I walked out and opened the car door.

He hung up his phone and smiled as I got in the car. “So, about this surprise.”

“No, no. You’re not going to sweet talk me into telling you what it is. You’ll see soon enough.” He took off down the drive, and I hurried to buckle myself in. Then he headed out onto the main highway and in a few minutes, I realized he was headed out to his beach house.

But instead of heading to his house, he pulled up at mine. The sold sign was sitting atop the realtor sign, and I realized by the little crown logo, that his family must have been the one’s to sell my old home.

“What are we doing here?” I didn’t want to see the place. It brought too many memories that were painful knowing it now belonged to someone else.

“It’s your home, Ella.” He shrugged like it was no big deal and I tilted my head to search his expression for any sign of his sanity. But the slow, sweet smile that spread his lips, lighting up his entire face, sent my mind to reeling.

“What do you mean, Aiden?” My heart pounded in my chest, and I knew that I was either about to get the best news of my life or the biggest letdown.

“I bought it for you. It’s yours.” I barely registered the feel of his hand on mine, and then I squeezed it, holding onto him for something, anything to keep my down to earth, to keep me from floating away and soaring to the heavens. But then it hit me much differently that I’d even imagined.

“Wait, what?” I couldn’t let him give me a house. As much as I knew he cared about me, it was just too much. “Aiden, I can’t accept this.” My eyes pooled with tears but he leaned across the distance and pulled me into his arms.

“I want to do it, Ella. There’s no undoing this, it’s done. I won’t take no for an answer.” He got out of the car and walked around and opened my door. Then he led me into the garage, the workshop my mother had designed, and it was exactly the same except it had been cleared out. I leaned against the counter and tried to catch my breath. I was light-headed and couldn’t believe I was standing in my house again. That it was my house again. I couldn’t accept it.

“But it’s so much.” It was much too extravagant of a gift, especially when I didn’t even have a ring on my finger or a promise of forever. I’d always expected when a man bought me a home it would mean I was his wife.

“Nothing is too much for you. When I heard that Nola was selling—

“You mean the bank?” Nola? Did he say, Nola?

“Wait, you really did think the bank took it?” I’d told him all about how the bank had come to collect.

“Yes, Aiden. The bank took it. But you just said that Nola was selling it? How is that possible?”

“Right. Ella, I don’t know what’s going on, but I think you need to talk to Scott and Nola.”

I fell against him and closed my eyes. I was so sick of the lies and secrets. I didn’t understand what had happened with the house and how Nola could have had ownership. Perhaps my father had too. “Aiden, I—

“Sh. Let it go for a moment. Just breathe, Ella.” I put my arm around him and pulled him to my lips, kissing him nice and deep, slow and languid. I felt like it was all too much to handle and if I could escape, my opportunity was right in front of me.

“Make it all go away, Aiden.” I didn’t have to ask twice.

He stood against me, his body pressing against me, pinning me against the counter as we kissed. His mouth trailed down my body, kissing my breasts, his hands working my shirt up to take it off.

I quickly stripped off his pants, tugging the front until the row of his button-fly jeans popped open, and then I reached in and rubbed his hard length which was growing harder by the second. I slipped my hand into his pants to feel his bare flesh, and then he stepped back. We each finished undressing to hurry the process.

As soon as I was naked, he lifted me up and placed my ass on the counter, then he centered his cock and plunged into my depths in one long stroke. I cried out and ground against him. He worked his hips, pumping into me until I was panting and calling his name, begging him to take me harder.

He pulled away, and I slid off the counter and turned around to face hit, tilting my ass upward as an offering. He gripped both cheeks and spread them, leaning over and licking my tender slit, and letting his tongue slide across my tight little star, which he pressed hard against with this thumb. I cried out, wondering if he wanted to take it, but then he centered his cock at my slit and pushed himself in, returning to my depths, his hard shaft working my g spot with each thrust.

Soon he had found a steady pace, and he reached around to stroke my tender bud with one hand as he worked one of my nipples with the other.

He worked me steady until my release was on the horizon and then his finger found my tight little star and pressed against it again. He slipped his other hand into my mouth and offered me his finger which I took into my mouth, sucking the salty digit until it was nice and soft. Then he pulled it free and reached down to stroke it against my ass, and then as his cock was buried to my depths, he slipped it into me, fingering my ass. I gripped it and his cock too as my release exploded from me, rippling across me like a tidal wave. I cried out his name loudly, “Aiden.”

“That’s right, Ella. Come for me.” I waited for him to ask me where I wanted it, expecting him to pull free and spill his hot come all over my lower back. I could imagine it dripping down my ass or pooling hot on my back, but instead, he worked me through another release.

I was having a hard time standing by the time he slowed his pace and turned me around to face me. “I want to look in your eyes when I come.” I thought maybe, in this position, with me leaning back across the table but not enough to take my feet completely off the floor, that he’d shoot it all over my chest, and my pussy tingled thinking about it.

But he never asked like those other times. Instead, he worked himself up to a frenzy, pumping in me so hard I thought I’d collapse, that if he pulled out or pulled away, I’d drop to the floor in a puddle. And that’s when I felt his cock grow fatter in my channel, stiffening even more before bursting his hot streams of come into my channel, soaking me to my depths.

And he didn’t stop, he continued to pound it in deep, his seed mixing with my own nectar from my previous releases and with each thrust it ran down my thighs.

Then he stopped moving, and held himself inside me, his forehead resting against mine. “I’ve wanted to do that so bad since we first fucked. I wanted to claim you and mark you. Tell me you’re going to keep the house, Ella.”

“I’m going to keep the house.” The words spilled from my lips, and at that moment, he could have made me say anything. I was completely his.