“I’m not the one denying it. You are,” she panted.
He continued pounding into her, the smacking of their skin echoing through the room along with Aidan’s almost animalistic grunts. She knew he was screwing her like this to prove a point to himself, and she wanted nothing more to prove to him he had changed.
So she brought her hands to his face, drawing his lips to hers. He momentarily stilled his thrusting when she darted her tongue into his mouth, sweetly stroking his tongue with hers. She swept her hands through his hair, tugging at the strands at the base of his neck. He groaned low in his throat.
Emma’s hands feathered down Aidan’s back. Instead of raking her fingernails into his flesh, she swept deliciously slow circles over his ass. Now it was his turn to shudder. She cupped his buttocks, pressing him further inside her, while raising her hips. “Slow and sweet now, please?” she asked.
His eyes flew open, and a smile curved on his lips. “When you ask that way, how can I say no?”
***
With one round complete along with keeping her promise of oral attention, Emma woke up snuggled into the crook of Aidan’s arm. Pressing her ear against his chest, she listened to the gentle hum of his heartbeat. She had almost gone back to sleep when Aidan’s voice roused her.
“Are you awake?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she murmured.
“There’s something I need to tell you, and I really need for you to be fully awake for this one, Em.”
His words doused her with the same effect as a cup of coffee. She rose up to peer at his troubled expression. “Why do I have the feeling you’re about to drop a major bomb on me?”
Aidan exhaled a ragged breath. “Because of my new promotion, I have to go to India to help start the new office branch over there.”
Inwardly, relief washed over Emma. A million devastating scenarios had raced through her mind. Most of them involved him no longer wanting to see her or be a part of baby-making. “How long will you be gone?”
“This is the part you’re not going to like…two weeks to a month.”
Emma gasped. “But that means you might not be here next time to…” She ducked her head. “Well, you know.”
Aidan rubbed his thumb across her cheek. “But I might be. I just don’t know how long it’ll take.”
She nodded. “It’s okay. I understand.”
“You do?”
“It’s not like you’re just choosing to go on vacation or something. It’s work—you have to do it. I do realize you have a life besides me and my baby-making scheme.” She smiled. “Besides, it’s not like I can keep you chained to the bed for my own needs.”
His chest vibrated with laughter beneath her. “Oh, Em, I didn’t know you could be so kinky.” Propping up on his elbows, he grinned down at her. “Anytime you want to handcuff me to the bed, you just let me know. I’ll happily oblige you.”
Emma pulled herself up to straddle him. “I think we’re doing fine just like we are.”
His fingertips feathered over her thighs. “Now why doesn’t your reply surprise me? If you find kitchen counters offensive for conceiving, I’m sure any notion of bondage is out.”
“You told me before you didn’t go in for all that.”
“That’s true. But for you, I’d make an exception.”
Rolling her eyes, Emma leaned over, licking her tongue up his neck and along his jaw. When she was almost to his mouth, she pulled back. “Do you think you could oblige me in another round?”
Aidan grinned. “Why of course.”
At that moment, Beau leapt onto the bed with Emma’s underwear between his teeth. “Beau! No, give me those!” she shrieked, grabbing for his mouth. Once she swiped the panties from him, his wet nose nudged against Emma’s thigh, trying to push her off Aidan’s lap.
“Beau, you old cockblocker! Get down!” Aidan cried.
Emma fell over on the bed giggling. Between Aidan’s comment and Beau’s antics, she could barely catch her breath. Beau began licking her face, and she had to push him away. “No, boy, stop,” she gasped.
“Get down!” Aidan cried, trying to grab Beau’s collar.
When Beau was successfully off the bed, Emma turned to Aidan. “What’s going to happen to him while you’re gone?”
Aidan shrugged. “Even though he hates staying overnight, I guess I’ll board him at his Doggy Daycare.”
Emma glanced over the side of the bed at Beau. He proceeded to give her the saddest hound dog face he could muster. “Aw, poor baby.” She turned to Aidan and smiled. “I could keep him for you.”