Page 58 of Hard Knock Hero

“Everything you’ll give me.”

I wanted everything too. But I’d made that promise to myself.Be careful. Take things slow. Two more days wasn’t much, but it was something. More than I’d ever had before with a man like him. I couldn’t rush this. Someday, when Aiden was back in California and just a memory, I wanted to look back on our time together without a single regret. I didn’t ever want to feel like this moment between us was a mistake.

“I want to undress you,” I said.

Aiden set me on my feet. His hands moved to my face, kissing me deeply again. But instead of the bed, I nudged him toward the couch. He stripped off his coat. I tugged at Aiden’s shirt, and he immediately yanked it off as he walked backward. My fingers popped open the button on his fly and fiddled for the zipper. “Jeans off too?” he asked.

“Yes. Um, leave your boxers?”

“Perfect,” he said, kissing me again. “Whatever you want, Jessi. Whatever you want is perfect.”

I was flying on a cloud of eager desire, but contentment too. The knowledge that whatever I gave him was enough. But if anything, that made me wantmore. Then Aiden stepped out of his jeans, and my throat went dry.

I wanted alotmore.

All the muscle and masculinity, I’d seen before. His ocean tattoo, the golden skin. But now, I saw the hard, thick cock tenting his boxer briefs. Liquid fire cascaded across my body. My tongue felt too large in my mouth.

Aiden’s mouth curved. “Okay?”

“Shhh.” I nudged his chest, and he sat heavily on the couch, bouncing on the cushion. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. There was a nearly naked man in my apartment. Anaroused,nearly naked man. Who was also honest and honorable and kind.

All for me.

Slow, I told myself.No need to tackle the entire buffet all at once. You can go back for seconds.

I pulled off my sweater. Undid my jeans and pushed them over my hips, wiggling my legs until they fell to the floor. His eyes traced over me, up and down. I’d left my bra and panties. My nipples pressed insistently at the cotton, showing how turned on I was. My panties were damp.

“Okay?” I asked.

He pressed his lips together and made a rumbly sound. The tent in his boxers had grown. I loved that I could see his desire for me. It made me feel powerful. But what I truly wanted was Aiden’s body up against me, showing me how good he could make this for the both of us.

I wanted Aiden taking charge. His hands directing this show.

I kneeled on the couch to either side of his thighs. Sat down so that I was astride him. Aiden’s lips were parted, tongue at the corner, but his eyes were smiling. “Want to come closer?”

I scooted forward until I was all the way seated in his lap, andfinally, I made contact. His dick pressed against my core through two thin layers of fabric, but I felt his heat. The steely hardness of him. Tremors of pleasure zinged from my center to my extremities.

“Oh.Wow. That is…wow.”

His lips ghosted over my cheek. “You like feeling me?”

“I…loveit.”

“You want more?”

“Yes. I want to feel you.” Oh, please.

He rolled his hips. I grabbed for his shoulders. “Aiden,” I whispered. Every other word had fled. He unleashed his full smile, the one that lit up his face and made him beautiful. Irresistible. He nodded. His hands found my hips, holding me against him. And he arched up, rocking our bodies into one another. His cock rubbed between my legs. Liquid arousal flooded my veins.

I fell forward, kissing him and touching his chest. His face. Anything I could get my hands on. I’d done stuff like this back when I was a teenager, but there was no comparison. Aiden’s movements were the exact opposite of fumbling. He was confident and virile, moving his hips to rub my clit exactly where I needed it. His hands placed me just right. His fingers gripped with possessive pressure. His tongue just added to the symphony as he teased my mouth lightly one minute, then owned me the next. Kissed me into oblivion.

Nothing could be better than this. Even if we’d been naked, I couldn’t imagine how I could feel more pleasure. It wasn’t what we were doing so much ashim, Aiden. Every detail of him and the way he brought us together.

Delicious tension built inside of me, every moment better and brighter than the last, until stars exploded behind my eyes.

“Aiden.” I bucked into him. Rode him hard.

“Oh, fuck.” Aiden held me tight to him, face buried in my neck as he shook, soaking his boxers with heat. Kept thrusting against me, on and on, as tingling aftershocks lit up my nerve endings.

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