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Lexi isn’t ready to say goodbye, and truthfully, neither am I. Promises of seeing her in a couple weeks and that we’d talk every day is the only thing keeping Lexi from breaking down. I think I said it to keep myself from breaking down, too.
On the plane back to New York, I start making a list of everything that I need to get ready for Lexi to come live with me.
Reality hits me and I drop my pen. Aiden looks over from his laptop. “I can’t cook worth shit. How am I going to feed her?”
His lips curl up. “Well … I guess our girl will have to live off Cheerios and applesauce,” he says, mocking me.
I elbow him and twist my lips. “She’d love that,” I say, rolling my eyes. Those are her favorite foods right now.
“Exactly,” he points out. “She’s five. She’s not expecting five-course meals. Stop worrying,” he says, closing his laptop and pulling me onto his lap.
I run my hand through his hair, kissing him gently on the lips. “I just don’t want to mess up with her. She’s been through so much already.”
“In her eyes, you can do no wrong. Even if it’s burnt toast and over-cooked macaroni.” He chuckles.
“Hmph. Maybe I can hire a cook,” I say, smiling.
Aiden’s finger slowly starts circling my bare inner thigh. I glance down as the circle starts to get bigger. Heat shoots up my leg, straight to my sex. I will his finger to move higher, but it stays in that exact spot. The desire builds. I fight fidgeting because I don’t want him to remove his hand. I’m almost to the point of moving his hand myself.
I lift my head and look in Max’s direction. He’s busy on the phone. I snicker to myself when I notice his darkened eye from Aiden’s elbow when they were wrestling yesterday.
I look back to Aiden. He’s leaning back against the seat, eyes closed. One might think he’s taking a nap. That one is not me. I feel his hard cock pulse against me. I watch his Adam’s apple move as he swallows. His gorgeous soft lips curl up.
“See something you like?” he whispers.
I lean over, running my mouth along his jaw to his ear. “Just wondering what you’re doing?”
He shrugs, shaking his head. “Nothing.”
“Then you need to do nothing a few more inches higher.” His finger stops moving. No! I didn’t mean stop!
Relief runs through me when he squeezes my inner thigh, and his hand begins to move north. His fingers move under my shorts. I part my legs a little more, giving him easier access. I close my eyes as they run along the lace of my panties.
I can’t get enough of him. My hunger for him has become insatiable. I hope this feeling dies down because wanting sex all day can’t be healthy. This morning we had slow, seductive sex in the shower. Our bodies melded together as one, and we cried out in each other’s mouths, not wanting to wake anyone. The water hitting our bodies was the only sound. If passion could be heard, it would’ve broken the sound barrier. It was that amazing.
But here I am, wanting more. Wanting his finger to move my panties to the side and push inside me. Just thinking about his finger skills has me reaching for his arm and giving it a little push.
Aiden’s chuckle has me opening my eyes. “My greedy little minx. What am I going to do with you?” he says into my neck, kissing and nipping.
“I think I’ve been pretty clear about what you can do,” I say, biting my lip.
He glances at Max, who thankfully isn’t facing us now. He’s still on the phone. Aiden moves his hand out of my shorts, and I pout. A half-sexy smile crosses his face, displaying one of his dimples. He brings his finger to my lips, mouthing for me to be quiet. I nod quickly in anticipation.
Holy shit. I’ve become a hussy. I want it so badly I’m okay that Aiden is about to do whatever and Max is five feet away from us.
Aiden shakes his head. My brows furrow. Why is he shaking his head? Before I can ask, he lifts me up in his arms and walks with me to the back of the plane. I’m all about trying to fit in the bathroom if it gets me what I need. It’ll be a tight squeeze, because well … Aiden’s huge. I giggle to myself. I’m really talking about the bathroom, but it applies to Aiden’s cock inside my pussy, too.
I cross my legs in Aiden’s arm and squirm a little. His arms squeeze me tighter. My eyes flash up to his. His eyes are dark and pleading. We only break our connection when we come to a door. When Aiden opens it, I’m surprised to see a double-sized bed. It’s situated on one side with a chair along the other side.
He lays me on the bed and closes the door softly, locking it. I don’t even wait for him to return to me before I’m taking off my clothes. Instead of sitting on the bed with me, he sits on the chair facing me.
I tilt my head, watching him. He’s flashing a salacious smile. “Sweetheart, you’re going to be the death of me,” he says, slowly unzipping his jeans. His black boxer briefs are pulled tight as his hard cock tries to get out. His eyes never leave mine. I face him, lying back on my elbows. He clenches his jaw when he looks down my body. I spread my legs wide. He takes his cock out and runs his hands up and down it. “Your pussy is fucking perfect,” he growls. I clench my sex as a bolt of heat runs through me. His eyes are hooded and his look alone could probably set me off. I watch his hand stroke himself.
I need those hands on me. Now. “Aiden,” I moan desperately.
“Touch yourself,” he rasps. “Show me with your fingers where you want me.”
I lie back. My chest moves rapidly as I run my hand over my pebbled nipple and down my body. I shiver at my own touch. His groans fuel me. My finger hits my sensitive nub and my hips move of their own accord. I bite my lip to keep from moaning.
