“I’ll give you some privacy,” she muttered.
Her hand was reaching for the knob when Aidan caught her in a full-body embrace—his arms pinning hers, his bare chest behind her, his erection an unmistakable pressure against her lower back.
“Talk to me.” His lips were hot against her neck.
She shuddered with the force of her craving, her heart leaping into a mad rhythm.
“What’s the matter, Lyssa?” One arm crossed upward between her breasts, his biceps bulging beneath her gripping palms, his fingers angling her jaw toward his waiting mouth. He kissed her at the same moment he rolled his hips with practiced grace, inundating her from all sides with the feel of him.
“I was trying to save my sanity,” he whispered into her mouth, “not discourage you.”
Moaning, she spent the space of one breath resisting him, and then she gave in, her tongue meeting his, then chasing his, as he advanced and retreated with deep licks.
“More,” she demanded, her nails in his flesh.
His hand at her throat shook. “Not in here. Take me to your bed.”
“I’m not sure I can make it.” She writhed against him, stroking that thick, hard cock with the upper curve of her buttocks.
“It’s on the other side of the door.”
“Too far.”
He bent his knees, notching himself between the cheeks of her ass, and began to rub against her. His free hand touched her thigh, then slid up beneath her towel. A hungry sound vibrated against her back when he cupped her wet pussy.
“You’re so slick and hot,” he purred. “I could slide into your cunt from behind. Ride you hard, right here, just the way you like it. Just the way I like it.” His fingers mimicked the actions he described, slipping into her, pumping knuckle-deep and fast.
“Yes…” Her head lolled against his shoulder, her lips parted, wanting more of him. She licked at him desperately, her tongue flickering, trying to taste him. “Do it.”
“I could bend you over the counter, facing our reflections. You could watch me take you.” The growl that rumbled up from his chest was pure sexual hunger. His coarse words made her nipples hard, made her pussy quiver around his fingers, made her cry out softly.
“Aidan.”
“But I won’t, Lyssa. Not this time. This time I want you naked and spread out on a bed for my pleasure.”
As his skin heated with his desire, the scent of him, spicy and rich, filled her nostrils. It was achingly familiar, making her womb clench tight in recognition. His hand slid from her neck and cupped her breast, squeezing it, making it swell. Her knees gave out, but he held her tightly. All the while he fucked her mouth with those delicious thrusts of his tongue, and urged his hips against her in a wicked imitation of what she really wanted.
“I’m going to make you come in a thousand different ways,” he promised. “Around my fingers, against my lips, around my cock. I’m going to wear you out, exhaust you. You’ll sleep like the dead…When I let you sleep.”
She whimpered. She had never in her life been this hot for sex.
“I can’t wait.” His words were a dark threat that excited her. “And I won’t. Take me to your bed so we can get started. I want you comfortable so we can take our time.”
“I—I can’t walk.”
Aidan’s fingers left her, then he bent and lifted her. “Open the door.”
She stretched her arm out behind her, reaching blindly for the knob, her mouth pressing feverish kisses to his throat.
“It might go faster if you looked,” he said with warm amusement.
“Then I’d have to stop nibbling on you.”
“But there are so many other parts of me to nibble on.”
Lyssa turned her head just long enough to open the door. Aidan stepped back as it swung inward, the sound of his laughter spilling out into the bedroom along with puffs of steam. He closed the distance between the bathroom and the bed in just a few long-legged strides. When he set her down, she scrambled to her knees and threw herself into him. He didn’t budge an inch with the impact.
“Hot Stuff,” he said, his smiling lips moving against her temple. “You’re always hard-charging.” With one steely arm supporting her back, he reached between her legs again. “Time to take you down a notch.”
She moaned, her eyes clenched shut against the heat that spread all over her body, first in a wave of goose bumps and then in a mist of sweat. The nearly overwhelming sensation she had of deep, intimate familiarity combined with the here and now of a gorgeous man making love to her was too much. When Aidan slid a long, callused finger inside her, she panted for air and dug her nails into his forearms.