Page 28 of Pucking Off-Sides With My Brother's Best Friend

“Oh god,” she gasps out. Her fingers dig into my back before tangling in my hair and tugging. The pain of it has my hips canting up, and I’m surprised in all the right ways when she kisses me again. Her lips move insistently over mine, and I smile into the kiss, letting her take the lead. I love it.

Having her ravenous against me as I thrust my finger into her molten heat. I hate partners who just lay there and wait for my move, and Aurora is anything but. Her teeth close over my bottom lip, making me shiver, and I answer with a second finger sliding deep into her core.

“There you go, princess,” I growl as I use my free hand to grip her hip. “Push that sweet little pussy on me. I know you’ve needed it.”

“You don’t know anything,” she whispers, her breath hot against my lips. I smirk and thrust deeper, twisting my fingers in. Watching her eyelids flutter closed as her mouth opens wide is nearly as good as feeling her in my hand.

“I know you’ve been alone every night since you left that asshole. I know you deserve all the good fucking things, and that includes feeling good.” I spread my fingers, loving the way her walls clutch me tightly.

“And you think you can make me feel good?”

“I know I can make you feel good, princess.” I pull her hip until she’s perched on the edge of the counter. “You know it too.”

Nothing else needs to be said as I urge her into a rocking motion. The squeeze of her around my fingers and the scent of her wet pussy is enough to make my cock rock hard, standing straight between us.

I want so badly to feel her, but this is her time. I fall into her like a man possessed, drinking down every grunt and sigh until all I can hear is the soft ‘ah ah’ of her cries of pleasure.

Her nails grip me again until, with a final bite into my skin, I feel her body arch.

“Aiden,” she cries out, my grunt answering her as I bury my face against her, nipping the back of her neck..

Time stands still as we breathe together, the push and pull of our chests matching as the reality of what just happened sinks in. Aurora’s grip loosens, and I slowly slide my fingers from the clutch of her cunt. Wordlessly, I set her on her feet, doing nothing to stop her as she pushes away. Our eyes meet, and I can see the hunger but also the confusion there. How this happened, I don’t have any answers. All I know is I want her so rabidly that if she touches me again, I won’t be able to stop myself from taking her. With a grunt, I turn and make my way out of the kitchen, not stopping until I’m in my room with the door between us.

I can still hear Aurora moving beyond, but I don’t call out to her. My fingers are still slick with her arousal, and I use them to ease my dick from my pants.

I’m harder than I’ve ever been, the head of me wet with the need to be enveloped in the tightness of her cunt. As I slide my hand up and down my shaft, I shiver at the thought of her wetness combining with mine.

The flavor of her is heavy on my tongue, and it takes no time at all for me to shiver through my own orgasm.

“Fuck,” I groan out as I look at my cum-slicked hand. I know I’ve messed up, but the worst part is how fucking much I want to mess up again.

Chapter fourteen

Aurora

They say the morningafter is always the hardest. But what about when there’s no alcohol to blame, just a sugar high and a moment of weakness? I wake up with the taste of cupcakes and Aiden on my lips, and I don’t know which is more detrimental to me.

I had sex with Aiden.

That phrase continues to bounce around in my brain, even as I try to make sense of it—of what happened. How the hell did I go from eating my cupcake to make sure he didn’t get any to having him two fingers deep in me? Who even does that? Me, apparently, but that still doesn’t explain why—or why I want it to happen again.

“You alright?”

“What?” I whirl around, startled to hear someone beside me. Mark is standing a few chairs away, hands up in a placating gesture.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says, looking apologetic. “I called your name a couple of times, but you didn’t answer, so I wasn’t sure if you could hear me or not.”

“Oh, I…” I trail off, not sure what to say. I don’t want to admit that my mind is stuck on Aiden, so I can’t hear anything but my own thoughts. That probably wouldn’t go over well, and I definitely don’t need anything getting back to Jax when it comes to Aiden and me.

I don’t want anything getting back to anyone, really.

There hasn’t been any talk about not getting involved with the team romantically, but even I know it’s a bad idea. Not just for Aiden but for anyone. Too much of our work relies on being in good with one another and maintaining a pleasant work environment. Bad breakups do not make for pleasant work environments.

“I was just thinking about the best pictures to get.” When Mark nods in understanding, I breathe a silent sigh of relief. “What are you doing here?” I feel a little bad about not remembering exactly what Mark does, but it’s not like we talk all that often.

I can count on one hand the number of times we’ve really interacted, and the last time was supremely awkward, thanks to Aiden.

Fuck. Everything keeps coming back to him, no matter how hard I try to push all thoughts of him away. I have a job to do. The team is still trying to increase their crowd numbers, not just for away games but for home games too.

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