Page 51 of Sick Little Devotion

I nod but have no intention of going slow. That’s not how I imagined riding his cock in my dreams. He groans as I take all of him, coming down onto his lap fully.

“Do you like that?” I ask, my voice timid.

“I fuckin’ love it, baby.” He tips my chin and kisses me. “I said I wouldn’t go easy, but that doesn’t mean you can’t.”

I bite down on his lower lip, and he sucks in a hard breath as I begin to rock my hips. I don’t want to go easy, and I’d always dreamed of taking Aiden by surprise. I wanted to impress him… I still want to impress him.

However, the thoughts fade as I move up and down, his cock grinding against all the right places. I feel the pleasure begin to build in my core and move with it, grinding until I near the edge.

"Fuck that cock, princess. It's yours." His dirty words set every nerve in my body on fire, and I start riding him harder. My breath quickens at the sound of our skin slapping together, and Aiden’s groans are drowned out by my own.

Then I explode.

“Aiden…” I cry out his name, the walls of my pussy pulsing and constricting around his cock. He groans, and in that moment, I realize that he is coming too, his cock aligning with me. We coat each other in our come, and I collapse against him.

He kisses my cheek and wraps his arms around me. “You’re perfect, Sara. You always have been, but this just proves it. I love you.”

The last three words hit me hard, and I bat away the tears that slip from my eyes.

“I love you.” I whisper the words so quietly, I’m not sure that Aiden even hears. It’s a truth that I don’t want to admit, yet I do. I don't know who I was trying to fool the whole time.

This man could tell me every horrible thing that’s ever happened to him or that he's done, and I'd still love him anyway.

“Let’s get cleaned up, Sara.” He seems to understand that I don’t want him to dwell on the words I just admitted. “I’ll go start the bath.” He lifts me off him and heads for the bathroom. As he walks away, my eyes land on his cell phone, peeking out of his pants. I slide off the bed and pick it up, intending to sit it on the nightstand, but …

I don’t.

I unlock the screen, surprised there’s no passcode. My heart races as I navigate to the texts. I don’t bother to go through his. I create a new one, quickly typing in Eliza’s number. I know it by heart, and I hope like hell that she’ll reply.

It’s Sara. Are you okay?

I barely hit the send before the thread erupts in messages.

OMG! Sara! Where are you???

Please tell me you’re okay.

Will is losing his mind

Please come home. Please

We need you. I’m scared

I suck in a raspy breath, my worst fears coming true. I quickly type out a reply.

I’ll be there as soon as I can. Don’t text this number back. I love you all.

Then I block her number and delete the text exchange entirely. I know I shouldn’t, but it is exactly as I thought it would be. I choke back a sob as I set the phone down on Aiden’s nightstand.

No matter what feelings I have for Aiden…

I have to get back to the girls—and then hope he’ll understand.

Chapter Twenty-Four

AIDEN

“Ireally need you to come to the warehouse,” Carlos grunts into the phone. “Grenado and Sam Hernandez will be here in thirty minutes. You’ll only have to leave her for two hours max.”