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There was a hand rest between us, so I moved, careful to avoid the soda cans and bowl of popcorn, placing one knee on either side of his thighs. “I remember there being more room when we were kids.”
Aiden looked down at his spread thighs. “I think we were smaller.”
He was smaller back then. He’d filled out in a way that made my heart race. This time, I touched his chin, tipping it up, and kissed him, slowly, sensually as if I was saying hello again. It was a coming together, a meeting of our bodies after so many years apart.
We kissed, his hands on my ass, pulling me down to grind against his hardening cock. When he tugged on my hair, I whimpered against his lips. I angled my neck so that he could kiss and suck on the skin. “I want you.”
“I want you too. Do you want to finish this movie?” Aiden breathed across my skin, and I didn’t care about the movie. But the sides of the chairs were biting into my knee, and I knew we couldn’t comfortably do anything in these chairs.
I sighed, need swirling in my core, but I moved my leg off his and settled in my chair. I looked at the movie that still played. Santa was on trial.
Aiden adjusted himself in his jeans, then reached across the armrest to interlace his fingers with mine. I rested my free hand over our joined ones. Warmth settled in my chest. I wanted to stay here all night. When the characters found their dream house, and the credits rolled, I didn’t feel tired.
Aiden turned off the movie and stood. “Let’s clean up, and we can check out my hot tub.”
“That sounds nice.” My muscles had been sore lately because of the physical labor we’d been doing in the bowling alley.
We gathered up the trash and carried it to the kitchen, throwing it away. Aiden turned on the light to the back porch, and we watched the snow fall.
“It’s beautiful. But I have a better view in my apartment.” His voice was lower, almost hushed as if he were afraid of waking someone, but no one else was here.
“I bet you do,” I teased.
Aiden chuckled. “I was talking about the snow.”
My lips curled up. “I might have been talking about something else.”
Aiden paused in front of his door on the third floor. The ballroom double doors were firmly closed. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
He wasn’t asking if I wanted to come inside; he was telling me he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off me. It was written in his tight muscles and in the heat in his eyes.
“I want this. I want you.”
Aiden groaned as he pulled me against him. My arms went around his neck as I pressed my breasts against his hard chest. I wanted him. There was no point in denying myself anymore. We were both adults. We could handle the consequences, the resulting fallout.
His hard cock pressed against my belly.
I pulled back slightly, needing a few seconds to regroup. “Let’s check out that hot tub.”
His hand slid from my hip, turned the knob, and he pushed the door open. “I don’t have a bathing suit for you.”
I leaned up on tiptoes and tugged on his earlobe with my teeth. “That sounds perfect.”
He growled as he lifted me into his arms, kicking the door shut behind us. My legs went around his hips as he carried me deeper into his apartment. I didn’t get a good look at the scenery passing by. I was too focused on the saltiness of his skin as I ran my tongue over it.
He finally set me on the ground. “I can’t think straight with your mouth on me.”
“That was the idea.” I pulled my sweater over my head and unbuttoned my jeans. I pushed them down over my hips, leaving me in a bra and panties.
Aiden quickly followed suit, shucking off his shoes, shoving his jeans down with his black boxer briefs. I pushed his shirt up and over his head.
Aiden Matthews was gloriously naked. I couldn’t help but run my hands over the hard planes of his chest, the ridges of his abs, and finally lower. His muscles jumped at my light touch. I licked my lips when my gaze fell to his cock. It was hard, precum beading at the top. I wanted to lick it off.
I lifted my gaze to Aiden, who tapped the lace at my hip. “These have to go.”
I hooked my fingers into the sides of my panties. “Do you mean these?”
He cupped my breasts through the lace, flicking his fingers over the hard nubs. “And this.”
