No Strings__ - By Janelle Denison Page 0,33

round of tension coiled low and tight in her groin, shocking her. She’d thought he’d wrung everything out of her with those two explosive orgasms, but apparently not, because she started to shake and quiver anew. She fisted the bed covers in her hands, desperate for something to anchor her in a sea of overwhelming sensation.

Behind her, Chloe felt Aiden’s restraint start to unravel as he began pumping against her in earnest. His hips surged forward, driving every last inch into her, and she cried out as blissful waves of ecstasy contracted through her, and around Aiden’s shaft. Seconds later, a harsh groan vibrated in his chest as he gave himself over to his own powerful orgasm.

He collapsed on top of her, bracing his forearms on either side of her head to keep his weight from crushing her. Still buried deep inside her, he pressed his face against her neck, the scent of his body and down-and-dirty sex surrounding them as their heart rates gradually slowed.

“God, you’re even more incredible than I imagined,” he rasped against her ear.

An exhausted, incredulous laugh escaped her. He’d just given her three amazing orgasms with utmost enthusiasm, had made her body sing in ways it never had before, and he was complimenting her? Unbelievable. He was the one who was incredible. And addictive, because now that she knew how good they were together, how was she ever going to give this, and him, up?

She immediately shook that unbidden thought from her mind, just as Aiden rolled off of her and got to his feet. He disappeared for a quick moment into the bathroom to take care of the condom and then he was back, pulling her into his arms, spooning her backside against his chest and thighs.

As nice as cuddling with him was, Chloe suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of apprehension brought on by his physical display of affection. Tonight was supposed to be about sex, no post-coital snuggling and getting close involved. And being held in his arms felt much too intimate. It made her feel exposed and vulnerable.

She swallowed hard. Giving her an orgasm while pinning her against the wall was just the way she liked things...aggressive and hot. But this was so much more than she’d bargained for with Aiden, and something warned her that falling for him, beyond this coworkers-with-benefits-for-a-few-days arrangement of theirs, wouldn’t be difficult to do. And that kind of attachment was something she could never allow—personally or professionally.

Needing space, she tried to wriggle away, but he tightened his arm around her waist, oblivious to her internal distress.

“Stay put, Reiss,” he said gruffly. “I’m not finished with you yet. I just need about a half an hour to recharge.”

I need to go. She swallowed back the panic rising within her, and tried to keep things light and superficial until she figured out a way to leave without making a scene. “What are you, the Energizer Bunny?”

He chuckled and replied drowsily. “Apparently, with you I am.”

She said nothing more, and within a few minutes she felt his body go lax and the rise and fall of his chest deepen. And even though the arm he’d secured around her loosened, her lungs seemed to burn with every breath she struggled to take.

Good Lord, she was going to hyperventilate! What the hell was wrong with her? The crazy temptation to stay the night warred with a deeper common sense. While a part of her liked the warmth and security his embrace provided—it had been much too long since a man had just curled up with her after sex—it was nothing more than a false sense of security. Besides, all this intimate, emotional crap slipping beneath the surface of her skin wasn’t what their agreed upon affair was all about, and she’d do well to remember that.

She waited another few minutes, until he relaxed once again and a soft snore rumbled from his chest before she gently lifted his arm and slowly moved off the bed. Leaving the lights off, she found her clothes and slipped her dress back on, sans underwear, and picked up her shoes from the floor. Then she made her way to the door.

If he heard her slip out of the room, this time he didn’t try to stop her, and she was relieved and grateful.

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THE NEXT MORNING, Aiden strolled into the dining room for the complimentary brunch the resort provided for its guests, surprised to find Chloe already there. She was sitting alone at a