Chapter Eight
Mona retrieved condoms and when she returned, Aedan was shirtless and standing by the window. He stared out into the front yard, his back strong and covered in tattoos. She allowed her eyes to trail his flesh even as her free hand drifted down her own body, touching herself. She leaned her back to the door frame, hiked her dress up and sighed. She closed her eyes and allowed images of her lover to fill her mind until she was lost.
“You bad girl.” Aedan’s growled made her gasp. “Did I give you permission to touch what’s mine?”
“I’m sorry but I…” Mona panted. She dropped her hands to her side and reluctantly opened her eyes. “You looked so good standing there. I couldn’t help myself.”
He moved so quickly, she gasped as she found herself moving across the floor. Soon, he was seated on the center table with her across his lap and her ass in the air. The cool air in the room drifted against her skin and she tried rearing back to see.
Aedan held her in place as he caressed her ass with large, rough hands. “Do you remember when I said you had the perfect ass for a spanking?”
“Yes.” She struggled to catch her breath.
His large palm rose and fell against one cheek.
Mona whimpered.
He spanked her again and again, her cheeks heating under his powerful, commanding hand. “Whenever I’m here, unless I tell you to, you’re not allowed to touch yourself.”
Spank!
“What’s between your legs is mine. Do you understand?”
Mona moaned.
Spank!
“Words, Mona!” He called around another slap. “Use them.”
“Shit!””
Spank!
“Sorry, I—I—understand.”
“Good girl.” Aedan cooed.
Aedan massaged the stinging away then spanked her repeatedly until she came so hard, her whole body threatened to curl in on itself.
Breathless and weak, Mona trembled across Aedan’s lap, but he didn’t give her a chance to recover. He set her on the sofa beside the condoms and spread her wide. She watched as he slipped to his knees then looked down at her wet flesh.
“Damn, Mona.” Aedan purred. “I was marking you as my own and you were streaming down your thighs….”
Aedan bowed to the ankle of her left leg and licked his way up to the inside of her thigh. He did the same to the right leg then dropped kisses everywhere but the place she needed his mouth. Mona burned for him. She squirmed under his sweet torture, whimpering, whispering his name and sighing in frustration.
“Please.” She begged. “Please….”
She was happy when he took pity on her and used his tongue to swipe against her clit. It made her body jerk as she reached to grab the back of his head. Aedan gripped her wrists and restrained them by her side. Mona screamed and opened her legs wider. Her hips moved on their own, thrusting upward, taking his tongue deeper and deeper.
One orgasm charged through her, making her squirt for the first time in her life as she mindlessly opened her body up to this man. The second gripped her, stiffening her body, curled her toes and caused her to buck like a wild horse. But Aedan held on, he latched onto her tender jewel and sucked.
“Aedan!” Mona shouted. “I’m coming!”
Mindless, wanton and alive, she wrestled to get at least one of her hands free. But each orgasm had left her weak and shaking.
Finally, he lifted his head and rose. To her pleasure, Aedan stripped for her, peeling his pants off and discarding it across the room. She heard the material hit the floor, but Mona didn’t care. She grabbed a condom from the sofa and slipped to her knees before him.
“Can I suck you?” She asked coyly, looking up into his beautiful eyes.
“It’s yours, a stórín. You never have to ask to take it.”
A soft purr rumbled through her chest. Mona set the condom between her knees on the floor, palmed his ass and guided his hardness to her lips.
“Look up at me when you do that.” Aedan demanded.
She met his stare as he slipped between her lips. She took him as deeply in her throat until she couldn’t breathe and gagged. Releasing him, Mona inhaled and did it again. After a few tries, Mona realized she loved that. She relaxed her throat and took his hands. She set them on either side of her head to show him what she needed from him. Aedan read her mind, held her head in place, and drove his cock into her mouth.
Her eyes watered but she breathed through her nose.
“Shit!” Aedan growled. “You’re so sexy.”
He released her, and Mona hit the floor on her ass, panting yet smiling.
“Are you ready?”
To reply, she pushed to her feet, faced away from him with her elbows on the sofa and hiked her ass in the air.
Aedan took her strong and fast from behind. He drove halfway and pulled her back the rest of the way. He hit so deep, her eyes widened, and she slammed her fist into the sofa to keep from shouting with joy.
“No, you don’t.” Aedan said, gripping her hips tighter and fucking her harder and faster. “I want your entire neighbourhood to know precisely what I’m doing to you. And how much you’re enjoying it.”
He drove into her.
“Come on, a stórín. Scream for me.”
But Mona was disobedient. She wanted to see if she could control it. There was no way he could make her do things she never imagined she’d ever do. But as he used her body, she didn’t realize she’d screamed until the echo bounced off the walls and returned to her. An orgasm curled through her and she dropped her face to the couch.
“Once more for me, my little darling,” Aedan cooed.
They switched positions.
Aedan sat on the sofa and she climbed on. Using his shoulders as her leverage, Mona rode him hard and fast until he wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her into his chest. She kissed the side of his head then pulled his earlobe between her teeth. “Come for me, Aedan.” she whispered, flicking the flesh there with her tongue. “I’m ready.”
That must have been the password. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass and soon, the condom bulged inside her. Mona whimpered and melted into his chest. She kissed his ear then slumped heavily against him.
Aedan managed to get Mona into the bedroom and cuddled into his chest before he drifted off into a blissful snooze. Though he wasn’t sure how long he’d been asleep. But when he opened his eyes, moonlight streamed in through the window. His leg was sore for he had gotten into bed with the prosthetic. But how was he to have controlled what happened between himself and Mona the moment he realized she’d disobeyed him? He smiled in the dark and pulled her closer into his side. Though he wanted to go back to sleep, he couldn’t. His leg was bothering him, and he was sure he shouldn’t be spending the night.
With a groan, he rolled over, reluctantly pulled his arm from beneath her and sat up.
“Aedan?”
The way she said his name was breath-taking—softly, sleep-sexily, sweetly.
“Mmm?”
“What’s wrong?”
He shifted to look down at her. The moonlight casted a beautiful glow on her skin. He reached down and dragged a finger against her bare shoulder. “Nothing is wrong—not really. My leg his bothering me and I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
“You can’t really ride home if your leg is bothering you.” She sat up. “You shouldn’t.”
“It’s just sore. That was more activity than the leg was built for.”
Mona wrapped one of the sheets around her body and scooted from the bed. She made her way over to the door and flipped on the overhead lights. Aedan winced at the sudden change in illumination but opened his eyes to see her slipping to her knees before him.
“Let me see.”
He tilted his head. “Mona, you really don’t have to…”
“That wasn’t a question, Aedan. Let me see.”
With a sigh, Aedan straightened his leg for her to inspect the prosthetic.
“Show me how to take it off.”
“Don’t. If you remove it, it’s going to be a while before I can put it back on.”
“Do you really want to leave, Aedan?”
A smile traced his lips. He could feel it tugging the corners of his mouth wide. “Of course not. But we’ve only just started this. I don’t want you to feel as if I’m rushing you by inviting myself to spend the night.”
“I’m inviting you. Now, show me how to take this thing off. I don’t want to break it.”
The bravery in her voice humbled him. The strength in the way she looked up at him as she demanded from him something every other woman had run away from, made him absolutely shook. With a tender hand, he took one of hers and moved it up the fake leg to the side where the pins sat. He dragged her fingers down it. “Grip here. Good, now lift toward my knee.”
When she did, there was a clicking sound. He then moved her hand to the other side and repeated the process. Once that happened, he held his calf of the leg and tugged gently. The stumped lifted out. But Mona didn’t back away. She set the leg against the wall then knelt again to remove the sock.
“Do you have ointment for when it gets like this?” She asked, tracing his leg with a tender finger.
“Yes. It’s in my cycle pack.”
“Okay then.” Mona rose and picked up her keys off the bedside table.
Aedan grabbed her hand. “Mona—are we going to talk about this?”
“Why is it so hard for you to allow a woman to take care of you?” Mona countered. “I’m not letting you win at this. Tonight, you’re in my home and I will cater to you because I have a feeling you’ve never had that before. Have you?”
“No. I’m used to women running away, that’s all.”
“Well.” She tugged her wrist from him and headed for the door, still wrapped in the sheet. “I’m not running. And they’re idiots.”
Aedan watched her until she was gone then hung his head and laughed softly. What were the chances of him meeting Mona? What were the chances of her walking over, boldly offering to buy him a drink? What were the chances of him pulling himself out of his funk long enough to face up to the fact she was beautiful?
Before he could pull himself out of his funk, Mona was back and once again on her knees. She held up the container for him to see.
“This?”
Aedan nodded.
Mona set to work massaging some of the cooling cream against the base of the stump then a little up the leg. Her fingers were tender, but he could feel every pass of her hand. He bit down against his bottom lip to keep from wincing. In a bid to focus on something else, he looked down at the top of her head. In that moment, he realized no matter what he had to do, Mona needed to stay by his side. He knew there was something about her, about her heart that synched with his and no matter how hard he fought it, that sensation merely grew stronger.
Once she covered the container and set it on the bedside table, he accepted her hand to pull her to her feet. But he didn’t let her go far. He kissed her deeply, taking her moans into his mouth and swirling his tongue around her own to make them louder. He tangled his arms around her, dragging his palms up her back to tug the sheet from her body. It was necessary to feel her skin with nothing between his hands and her.
“Baby?”
“Mmm?” Aedan whispered.
“I’m a little sore.”
“I’m sorry. Maybe we should get something to eat?”
Mona laughed softly before nipping at his shoulder with her teeth. “Okay. Let me wash my hands and put on some clothes.”
“Ugh. Clothes.”
She giggled. He kissed her again before releasing her.
“You behave yourself, Aedan Callahan. I’m a good girl.”
Mona picked up her dress from where it had fallen.
“Stick with me, kid.” Aedan said, leaning back to check out her ass. The way it moved, swaying from side to side with each step made him hard. “I have ways of making a good girl go bad.”