TWENTY-FIVE
Aiden’s kisses had never felt better than they did in that moment, when Cat realized that maybe sometimes fairy tales did come true. But she wasn’t sure if this was some crazy mixed up Cinderella story, or if the concept was something completely new. In any case she wasn’t going to complain. Not when she was the one who was getting the handsome prince in the end.
“I love you so much, Aiden,” she told him between heady kisses. Her fingertips slid languidly up his arms, over his biceps the way she knew he like it, and finally her arms encircled his neck, and she dragged him closer than ever.
“I love you too,” he whispered against her flesh. “You can’t even begin to know how much.”
Cat chuckled as she thrust upward, her pelvis crashing into his. “I think I’m getting an inkling already.”
Aiden smirked and bent up to nibble the tip of her nose, making her squeal. He said, “How about if we take this party to the bath tub? I don’t really think you’re going to appreciate me otherwise.”
Cat giggled. “Why, do you smell crocky?”
“That, and I have been swimming in various other liquids in my attempts to get those poor animals back where they belonged,” he said. “We’re much better off to get in the shower.”
“I’m not going to tell you no, obviously,” she whispered against his shoulder, giving it a kiss before he moved off of her and tugged her to her feet. They each shed their clothes, and then Cat stepped into the bathroom and started the water. As she was fiddling with the temperature settings, a very naked and very hard Aiden stepped in behind her and rubbed his cock along her ass cheeks, making her groan. His hands slipped around to the front of her. One grabbed her nipple, while the other one quested along her moistened flesh until it found something lower.
Cat had to turn her head to the side to avoid getting a spray of water in her face as Aiden pressed her forward against the wall. His lips moved down and found the side of her neck, and he gave her a playful bite that made her gasp.
Everywhere the man touched her, heat tingled its way to the surface of her skin. It skittered through her body and pulsated up and down her spine. She sobbed softly as Aiden slipped two of his fingers inside of her and began to rub at her clit with his thumb. After five days of being deprived, her body awakened with all the urgency of a racecar trying to get into first position, a comparison which amused her greatly, though she held back her laugh so she wouldn’t have to explain it at that particular moment.
“You’re so ready for me, baby,” he whispered into her ear, the heat of his breath making her suck in some more air.
“Yes,” she managed to agree. Her whole body was throbbing with need.
Aiden got behind her and bent his knees until he was able to position himself at an angle to enter, and then he pushed up inside of her. Cat flattened her feet and bent her knees slightly to keep from falling as he began to move. Her head banged on the wall, prompting her to lift her arms in front of her. With one hand she grabbed ahold of the soap shelf which was currently level with her eyes, while her other hand and forearm protected her face and eyes.
The urgency of their movements brought them both to the brink quickly, and soon Cat felt herself falling over the edge as wave after wave of pleasure enveloped her body. But she knew very well that things were far from finished between them. Her body continued to thrum with anticipation as Aiden grabbed the soap. The two of them lathered each other up, then rinsed themselves. Aiden shut off the water, then lifted Cat into his arms, carrying her with him to the bed, uncaring of their dampness as he tossed her into its center.
Cat moaned appreciatively when he wasted no time before entering her. This time, though, the pace he set was leisurely—the pace he liked to set when he knew they’d be in bed for several hours, She took this as a cue that this session was not meant to end anytime soon.
Threading her fingers into his wet hair, Cat then grabbed a handful and gave a not so gentle tug, alerting Aiden to the fact that slow and easy wasn’t quite what she wanted just now. He growled, moving down to bite her lip, and his next thrust was hard enough to slam the headboard into the wall. He paused a moment before he did it again.
“Yes!” she encouraged him, laughing joyfully. “You know what I want, baby. Harder! Faster! I want to—I want to come!”
Dammit, she groaned inwardly. She’d let him go without a condom another time, giving in to the moment. She really ought to get back on the pill if she didn’t want to become really domesticated really fast! But he felt so good in her, she found she couldn’t bring up any apprehensions about the notion of having his child.
His movements slowed, but this time she didn’t mind. She was much too close and knew that she would come even if he didn’t move at all. The waves of delight shuddered all through her, making her moan as she threw her head back, allowing it to loll over the edge since all their movements had pushed her there.
Aiden roared in ecstatic release, and then he noticed just how far he’d taken her and tugged her back to the middle of the mattress. “We don’t need a man overboard,” he chuckled.
“Nor a woman either, for that matter,” she said, grinning. “Only now that we’ve had our fun, I believe I’ve worked up quite an appetite. I think it’s probably about time for dinner.”
“I think, all things considered, we should eat out tonight,” he replied, kissing her before he pulled out and rolled over onto his side. “And then we could go out shopping for rings. Since I’ve asked you to marry me, that naked left hand just doesn’t feel quite right.”
Cat grinned. “You’re determined to defy the wisdom of convention, aren’t you?” she teased him. “But, if you’re going to insist, I suppose it would be all right.”
Aiden selected the dress he wanted Cat to wear that night, and then said, “We’ll need to stop by the condo, I suppose. I’m certainly not taking you out to a place fancy enough for this dress while I myself am still wearing crocky clothes. Only—you’d best watch out about following me into the bedroom there, or we may not manage to each much before nine tonight.”
“I’ll try to remember that,” Cat replied.
His prediction wasn’t too far off. It was well after seven before they stepped into the dining hall at Ocean Reef and ate a splendid meal there. When asked if he would require a room that evening, Aiden replied, “No, but I do believe we’ll need flight clearance. I’d like to fly up to Miami tonight.”
“As you wish, Mr. Whitney,” their host replied, smiling. “Shall we say half an hour, to give them time to refuel your jet?”
“That will be perfectly agreeable,” he said, nodding.
When they were alone, Cat said, “I though you said we were going to go shop for rings.”
“We are, sweetheart,” he nodded. “I’ll be calling ahead for a private viewing. I want to take you to a very particular jeweler. When it comes to declaring I’ve found the love of my life at last, I want only the best.”
Cat blushed at all the attention she was getting, but the heady sensation was well worth it. Half an hour later, they were in his plane and strapping in. Not long after that, they were already stepping out onto his private landing strip. A limousine was already waiting.
She had to say one thing about Aiden, he sure did have a knack for thinking of everything.
“Champagne too?” she giggled delightedly. “I think I may have had enough of that already.”
“Nonsense, my love, we’re celebrating, and we have a chauffeur,” Aiden pointed out. “We can drink as much champagne as we like, and when we wake in the morning with splitting headaches and the realization we’ve made the worst possible ring choice, we can simply come back and look them over when our minds are less clouded.”
She giggled at his teasing, taking the flute he set into her hand and sipping gingerly. But then she decided he was right. They were both feeling a bit on the wild side tonight.