Flirting With Destiny(54)

Before I could speak, he pressed his lips down on mine and his tongue plunged into my mouth, filling it with its sinful flavor. Instantly, my body ignited. I was beyond holding back now. Aedyn was superior in every way, making me hotter than I’d ever known possible. With every kiss from his lips and every touch of his hand, I was propelled to a more intense euphoria. A drug-like haze of need enveloped me, and the last shred of reticence I’d had about cheating were finally washed away in a tidal wave of desire.

Aedyn let go of my arms and I slipped them around his neck, tangling my fingers into the hair at the back of his head. I pushed and twisted into his kisses, matching his every advance with equal need, wanting to taste him like this forever.

He broke the kiss, then used his tongue, licking and kissing a trail down to my breasts. As his mouth found my nipple, a flood of warmth pulsed through my body. With each strategic flick, he teased my nipples into hardened peaks of dark flesh. This was carnal bliss and I thought I might even come from him licking my nipples alone. He was virile male perfection at its best.

I grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him to my mouth, kissing him hard. This time I was the aggressor, pummeling his mouth with my tongue, and sucking on it the way I wanted to suck his cock.

His hand grazed over my heated flesh and found its way to my folds. His fingers twirled and rubbed me as we kissed. I could barely breathe and I had to snatch a breath just to survive between each fiery kiss. His raging hard-on was weeping at the tip, crying for more, raging against my thigh where I felt its wetness. It was pulsing. He needed to be in me and I was just short of begging him to do it.

He pulled back enough to position the tip at my opening. “You’re not getting away from me again,” he said as he thrust his thick cock into me. The air whooshed out of my lungs in a satisfied groan and he pushed deeper, filling me, until I could feel his balls smacking against my skin. Oh God, it felt so good, so right. In that instant he turned my thoughts. I could have this. Aedyn could be mine… if I wanted.

He rose up on his knees and his cock slid out. Then he leaned back, and entered me again from another angle, positioning his cock inside of me to hit my g-spot. I was trembling, aching for release and he was masterfully winding me up to the top. He stroked me this way until I was writhing and twisting the sheets in my fists. I cried out, “Make me come, Aedyn. Make me come.”

Just when I thought I was about to come, he pulled out again. I whimpered as my orgasm stalled, but he didn’t leave me hanging long enough to lose it. No, he knew exactly what he was doing, taking me to the edge and then pulling me back. He pinned me again with his body and plunged into my wet folds. The mere pull from his cock as he drove it in was all it took. A mere puff of wind would have done the trick, but I was catapulted over the edge as soon as his body touched mine.

I screamed his name as the spasms wracked my body, quaking with pleasure sensations as they rolled over me. A fierce groan bellowed out of his throat as he slammed into me, stroking fast and hard, until he found his satisfaction and climaxed while inside me. It was then that I realized we hadn’t used a condom.

He rolled off me and pulled me into his arms. We rested, then he got up and got us a drink. When he climbed back into bed, we talked for a while, cuddling and whispering sweet things in each other’s ear. Then we made love again, and he made me come over and over. I was astounded. He was so hot and virile; like there was some mysterious power he had over me. And me over him.

I’d never experienced this kind of desire from a man, or within myself. I never knew I was capable of more than one orgasm, or anything like this.

Aedyn was indeed a god, and as the night turned into the wee hours of the morning, we made love in nearly every position possible, off and on, until my skin was red and raw, and I was spent and exhausted.





Chapter 21

Aedyn

“I thought you would have gotten rid of all this furniture by now,” Aunt Melissa said as she stepped into the living room. She looked around my father’s house and wrinkled her nose. “It smells musty in here.”

It contained the same furniture, minus the one lamp I had given Aunt Melissa. It was gone, but the end table, couch and matching coffee table were still there, along with the box of photographs sitting where my aunt had left them. I ushered her in and motioned for her to have a seat, but she remained standing on the grey carpet.

“I’ve changed my mind. I’m considering fixing up the place. Who knows, maybe I won’t even sell it… just yet.” Logic told me that keeping the house would probably be a mistake.

After our weekend together in Chicago, Lauren had put her engagement ring back on. I saw it on her finger on the plane ride back to Iowa and pretended not to notice. I knew what she was doing when she took it off at the club. She was either toying with the idea of what it would feel like to leave him, or she just wanted to relieve her own guilt. Whichever, Lauren had a mind of her own and no matter how much I cared for her, she had to make her own choices.