Falling For My Best Friend's Brother(28)

“Ready to start the movie again?” he asked me softly and I nodded, my mouth full of pizza. Aiden stood up and turned the lights off and then came back to the couch to press play.

“In the dark?” I mumbled, my mouth full of delicious greasy pizza.

“We can’t watch a scary movie and not be in the dark.” He grinned and pressed play. I stifled a groan and watched as the weird-looking kid with big eyes came back onto the screen. I knew she was evil. There was no way she wasn’t going to be evil. Why couldn’t her new parents see that? My heart thudded as I waited for something to happen. I became so engrossed in the movie that I didn’t even realize that Aiden was shifting closer and closer to me on the couch or that his arm was around my shoulders, or that I was leaning back into him. I didn’t realize until there was a really scary scene and I screamed and I found my head against his chest. His chest felt hard and warm and he smelled so good and musky, like sandalwood and sand on a balmy night by the ocean. I breathed him in and tried not to kiss his chest. I wanted to consume him and his scent.

“You okay?” His voice was amused, and I felt his hands rubbing my back and massaging my shoulders.

“This movie is scary,” I said softly. I wondered if he could feel my heart racing.

“It is a horror movie.” He chuckled close to my ear, and I felt my body growing warm as he shifted on the couch.

“I know it’s a horror movie.” I moved back slightly, but his hands held me to him. “That doesn’t mean I don’t still get scared.”

“Don’t worry, Alice.” His fingers played with my hair. “I’ll take care of you.”

“You think I’m a baby,” I said and looked into his eyes.

“I don’t think you’re a baby,” he said and moved his face closer to mine.

“You don’t?” I said and moved even closer to him.

“No,” he said. “If I did, I wouldn’t be doing this, would I?” And he pressed his lips against mine.

“Hmm,” I said and closed my eyes. I grabbed the back of his head and brought him closer to me. I felt his fingers in my hair as well and a part of me melted. His lips were gentle and firm next to mine, and I felt his tongue sliding into my mouth roughly as his kiss became deeper and more assertive. His fingers ran down my back, and I pressed myself into him, allowing my breasts to graze his muscular chest.

He groaned as I shifted on his lap and I reveled in the guttural sound. It was manly, strong and lusty, and it made me feel powerful. I shifted in his lap again and his fingers tightened on my waist and shifted me farther towards him.

“You taste like peaches,” he muttered against my lips, and I sucked on his lower lip for a few seconds, tugging on it gently and then nibbling it with my teeth gently. “Oh, Alice.” He groaned and ran his fingers down the side of my body, going slowly over the sides of my breasts.

“Yes, Aiden?”

“What are we doing?” He shook his head and his eyes gazed into mine questioningly.

“Whatever we want,” I said softly as bells went off in my head. “I think we’re both adults. We can do whatever we want to do.” I ran my hands through his hair and kissed him again. I could feel a bulge underneath me and I knew that he was hard. I hid a smile and shifted on his lap again so that I could rub my ass on his hardness.

“Alice.” He grabbed my waist again and held me still. “Didn’t you have a date tonight?”

“Perhaps.” I gave him a small smile. “But I’m not in a relationship. I’m still waiting for a guy that’s as adventurous as me,” I said, dropping the first crumb onto the ground for him to consume.

“Adventurous?” He looked at me curiously and I tried to hide my triumphant smile. I wanted to come straight out and tell him that I knew that he was interested in BDSM. I wanted to tell him I knew he was a Dom. I wanted to tell him that I was willing to try almost anything in the bedroom with him; that I’d had a crush on him for years and that part of me felt like I’d been falling in love with him for years as well, but I knew I couldn’t tell him all that.

“Yes, I want a man who can take me on journeys I’ve never been on in the bedroom,” I said simply and stared into his eyes with a small smile. “I want a man who can teach me things I didn’t already know about.”

“You want someone to teach you things?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes.” I nodded. “I want a professor. I’m willing to be his student,” I said boldly, knowing that I was being very obvious.