Bad Boy Ink (Get Ink'd #5) - Ali Lyda Page 0,61

greeted me. “Bedroom?”

Lust and heat flowed through me like a river, the currents strong and demanding. “Yes. God, yes.”

Aiden took my hand and led me through his apartment. I could see his laptop sitting on the small dining room table. It was a hefty laptop with specs I couldn’t wait to geek out with him about.

That is, until we reached his bedroom and he spun around and attacked me. Geeking out could wait. I was busy with other things at the present.

Aiden clutched at me, his fingers weaving through my hair as he smashed his mouth to mine. The kiss was demanding and needy, like he was calling in the promise we’d just made, sealing it. My body reacted quickly, my cock growing hard and uncomfortable in my pants.

It was so different from when we’d first fallen prey to our desire for each other. That had been about releasing the steam that had built up so we could settle in and do what we needed to regarding class.

This was...fuck. My heart thrummed in my chest with every brush of Aiden’s skin to mine. It beat so hard I was certain he could feel it. The nerves in my body were singing so deeply and richly, it was as if every square inch of me was pressing to get close to Aiden.

To get inside of him.

Aiden peeled away, panting, and began to strip out of his clothes. I followed suit, my fingers made clumsy by the distraction of his lithe, nude form.

He was all sinewy curves. I’d seen him naked before, but I looked at him now with reverence. I knew he was cocky and standoffish, but I also knew how hard he worked to protect himself. He was stronger than he realized. He wouldn’t shatter.

Naked, I pushed him onto the bed. He scooted back onto his elbows, tossing me a hooded look that made my stomach clench with hunger.

“Slow? Fast? Hard? Gentle?” I asked as I kissed my way up his calf. I stroked the sensitive underside of his knees and his hips bucked.

“Who says we can’t do it all?” He rasped. I watched a long drip of precum fall from his purple tip to his belly and my mouth watered. “As long as you fuck me stupid, Bryce, I don’t care how you do it.”

A moan rumbled from deep in my chest, a hundred ways to take him flashing through my mind. “Get your lube.”

Aiden did, leaning to a bedside table and grabbing the bottle and a condom.

He ripped the foil with his teeth and motioned to me to come over. I hissed as he slid the condom onto my shaft, his grip warm and firm.

“You have a gorgeous cock,” he said as he jerked me.

“I bet you say that to all the guys,” I teased, though my voice was tight as I struggled to control myself.

“No,” he responded seriously, looking up at me through thick lashes. “Only you.”

My thoughts stuttered over that, those two words stitching themselves into me.

I gently pushed him back, draping my body over his. I sought out his mouth, kissing him. It was a languid kiss. Aiden kept trying to increase the tempo, bucking his hips into me, but I refused to give in. I licked and sucked at his lips. I stroked the inside of his mouth with my tongue, tasting and teasing.

Only when Aiden was whimpering and writhing wildly on the bed did I move my ministrations to his neck. While I tasted the salt of his skin and breathed in his mossy-scented shampoo, I rolled so he could hook a leg over my hip. Never breaking our pressed-tight contact, I managed to grab the lube and pour some down his crack.

Aiden hummed and moaned as my fingers found his tight hole and began to work the lube in. He was so goddamned tight, I worried it would take a long time to prep him. But he knew what he was doing, relaxing into me as my finger slid in to the first digit.

“Bryce,” he whispered in a reverent plea. His eyes were squeezed tight. Red, swollen lips and pink cheeks turned him into a debauched angel. “God, yes, please.”

It took very little coaxing to work my finger all the way in, stroking in the tight channel until I found the spot that made him jerk in my arms, his cock smearing precum on our abs. “There?” I asked in a teasing tone, knowing I had the right spot.

“You asshole,” he ground