The Absolution of Aidan(45)

“Give me your mouth, babe.” He plucks a few sweet-tarts in his mouth and takes mine with his.

My mouth explodes with the sweet and tart candy he releases into mine. Our tongues are dueling for the candy, battling against the fruity mixture. They dissolve quickly. I don’t know if it’s because we’re both so heated up or if that’s what they normally do. I don’t really care, because the tangy flavor combined with the taste of Aidan in my mouth sends a rippling effect of steam throughout every cell of my body. I’m doused in desire. I’m covered in the only man I’ve ever truly wanted.

His hips start to roll. The barbells sliding over my stomach, where his cock glides over my sweaty skin. Our tongues are colliding, swirling, and still tasting. That deep growl I remember all too well rumbles from the back of his throat. He sucks my tongue into his mouth. Then shocks me stupid when he actually swirls his tongue delicately around the perimeter inside my mouth.

“Please,” I beg into his mouth. “I want you so much.”

“Not near as much as I want you,” he says the minute those tasty lips leave mine.

He lowers his hard physique down to my body until his cock is between my legs. His head lifts so he can gaze into my eyes. His eyes are dark, full of spark, full of promises that are so easily readable.

“Fuck,” he hisses the second his cock slides across my drenched pussy.

“I need you,” I beg once again.

He never takes his eyes off of mine as I feel, oh god, do I feel his fingers skim down my stomach, all the way to where I need them the most. One finger slides through my center. Then the next thing I know, the tip of his cock is right where I need it the most, too. Pushing in slowly, filling me entirely. Sparks fly when those sexy as fucking hell barbells slip inside, scraping against my inner walls. Heaven.

“Yes,” I thunderously yell out. My pussy is stretching, then clenching around his cock.

“You like?” He copies my words from a few minutes before.

“I more than like.” He begins to thrust, deep penetrating thrusts. My back arches, my hips leave the floor, and I hold back the screaming once again.

The penetration from the piercings sliding inside of me have me coming within seconds. I compress around him. Exploding like fucking dynamite. “Oh, my.” I can’t stand it. The feeling is utterly indescribable. I was wrecked and ruined a year ago, but this, being skin-to-skin with Aidan, is unchangeable. Nothing will compare to the way he feels inside of me. He thrusts harder. My hips move faster, seeking more pleasure than I ever thought I wanted. Our slick bodies move. Our fucking is raw, bare, and unbelievably addictive.

“Fuck me. You feel so fucking good. So fucking good, Deidre.” He grips my hips, gets up on his knees, and drives into me madly, deeply, and painfully good.

“I’m going to come. Give me one more, baby. One more orgasm around my cock.” Those words alone have me gasping for air, have me milking his orgasm from him, mixing his desire with mine.

We stay connected for minutes, both of us coming down from an incredible high.

Am I crazy to hope this could be the beginning of forever? I mean, his sweet words about wanting to know everything about me must mean he wants this, too, right?

As we lie here on the kitchen floor, he pulls out of me and, of course, I immediately want him back in there. I’ve begged once. I’ll grovel this time if I have to, but his next words stun me silent.

“This isn’t what I would call the best after sex talk, but I need to tell you about today.” I know for sure I’ve changed for the good in these past few days when I lay my head on his chest. Normally I would be angry to discuss anything except for the way he makes me feel. Safe. Cherished and wanted. Not today. I can tell this is weighing heavily on his mind. I only hope, it’s not as bad as my heart tells me it is.

“Her name is Anna Drexler. Her mother’s name is Grace. I’ll tell you everything. But first, I need you to promise me, no matter what happens, you will not go anywhere without either me, Cain, Roan, Jackson, or Dilan. In light of what happened today, Deidre, I have no doubt in my mind that my mother and Ryan already know your name.” I stiffen, unable to move. Without even him saying anything more, my brain knows. It registers, it elicits terror in my veins. A racing mind broadcasts like an over boisterous announcer at a sporting event, revealing danger. There’s one tiny concern boiling over the rest. We have a child to protect.

“I promise,” I say knowingly, willingly, and truthfully. I will not concede to the dangerous people in this world ever again. Not when it comes to protecting our child. I will kill for him, even if the people I have to kill are Aidan’s mother and her mini-me son.