Entangled (The Accidental Billionaires #2) - J. S. Scott Page 0,57
me deeper, and at an angle that rubbed against my clit so hard that I exploded.
“Aiden,” I yelled as my body imploded.
“That’s it. Come for me, Skye. I can’t wait any longer.”
It became obvious moments later that I was coming. I scratched at his back and bit down on his shoulder, because I didn’t quite know how to handle the extreme force of my climax.
Aiden’s body tightened, and he groaned my name, “Skye. Baby. Holy hell.”
His big body shuddered, and he found his own heated release deep inside me.
There was nothing but the sound of our labored breathing as we recovered. I was too stunned to speak for at least a couple of minutes.
“Goddamn it to hell,” he finally said as he put his forehead on my shoulder.
I stroked his sweat-slick back. “What?”
“I swore we were going to do it in a bed the first time.”
It took me a minute to realize that we’d never found ourselves in a bed together, even though we’d had sex.
And we hadn’t made it to a bedroom this time, either.
I didn’t care. I had no control when it came to the man who was frustrated because he didn’t think we’d done it quite right for the first time in almost a decade.
I couldn’t help myself.
I laughed.
CHAPTER 22
SKYE
We never made it to a bed the second time, either.
Aiden and I had decided we both needed a shower, and after we’d explored each other’s bodies in the multiple sprays from the fancy shower, we hadn’t bothered trying to get to the bedroom.
“We finally made it,” I teased as I looked at all the room-service items that were spread out on the bed.
Both of us had experienced midnight hunger pangs, so we’d ordered up some food.
Funny that we were eating on the bed we’d wanted to fuck on.
He grabbed a couple of fries, dunked them in ketchup, and then dropped them into his mouth before he said, “About damn time.”
I smiled as I took a bite of my burger. I was sitting cross-legged and naked on the bedspread, while Aiden was sprawled out beside most of the food.
I’d gotten over my nervousness about my changed body, and I had no qualms about sitting in front of Aiden naked now. Honestly, I was starting to believe that I turned him on just the way I was.
All I could really think about was that it was a darn good thing that we had a king-sized bed to accommodate all the food we’d ordered.
“Are you complaining?” I joked.
He caught my gaze and slowly shook his head. “Never. It doesn’t really matter to me. I just thought you needed to experience taking it slow in a damn bed for once.”
I snickered. “I don’t think we know how to take it slow. And it doesn’t matter to me, either.”
“You do realize that we didn’t even think about protection,” he finally said. “You’re the only woman who has ever made me forget about that.”
“You’re safe. I’m clean. And I still take birth-control pills.”
“No worries here, either,” he admitted. “I’ve been checked, and I haven’t been with somebody else in a long time. And never without a condom.”
We ate in silence for a couple of minutes before he asked, “How do you want it, Skye? Tell me what really turns you on. What are your fantasies?”
How could I tell him that every naughty fantasy I’d ever had was about him? And that it didn’t much matter how we got to the hot and sweaty parts.
I shrugged. “I don’t think I really have any except for being nailed by you. Positions are optional. I just don’t like it doggie style. Or . . . anal.”
He must have heard the trepidation in my voice, because he nailed me with a sharp look. “Why? Did he hurt you?”
I’d polished off my cheeseburger, and I wiped my hands with the napkin. “You know he did.”
“With anal?”
I nodded slowly. I was done with not telling Aiden everything. We were having a sexual relationship. He deserved to know. “Yes. It hurt. I think he liked that. He always pushed me down on the bed face-first, and then did it that way.”
His expression turned thunderous. “You can’t just do it. Granted, it’s never been a big thing for me, but you need lube, and to take it slow. Work into it over time.”
“That’s never the way it happened,” I said with a shudder.
“Is that why you never got pregnant again?” he asked in a softer tone.