Page 82 of A Cowboy's Bride
Another touch of his tongue, easing over her clit as his fingers stroked closer and closer to her sex. A gentle taunt in a way. And as he so often did, he’d pause right before he joined them. The tips of his fingers at her entrance, watching her face as he pressed in.
Then gentleness was gone, and he took control, driving her up hard and fast with his fingers and his mouth. Petra dug her heels into his back and held onto her thighs to keep from accidentally shifting him away from where she needed him most.
“Aiden.” A request, a plea, a benediction as her orgasm rushed in, arching her back and driving her hips up to his mouth.
Outside the window, a bright flash of light exploded followed by a sharp rumble as the first firework went off.
Petra laughed, and the sound danced around the room, full of delight, and happiness, and everything she could’ve ever wished for her birthday.
Aiden hurriedly strippedaway his clothes. He put on a condom faster than was probably wise, but sliding over a laughing Petra, naked skin to naked skin, had to happen as soon as possible.
Another firework went off, lighting the room with blues and greens. “Declan is going to give Tansy so much shit,” Petra whispered. “I don’t think horses like fireworks.”
“Not our problem right now,” Aiden pointed out. “There’s no one here but us, and there’s nothing I need except us. Exceptyou.”
She nodded, pulling him closer to kiss him eagerly, breaking apart when her lungs demanded air. “I need you, too.”
He slid into her. The heat wrapped around his cock was so fucking good, but it was the way she looked at him that drove him higher. The way she lifted her right leg and angled her hips to take him in easier. Welcoming him into her body, pleasure streaking over her face as he cupped her breast and teased her nipple. Rocking his hips slowly as he brought her up again.
It had only been a short time, but long enough they knew what each other liked. She scratched her fingernails down his back, groaning as he nipped her earlobe and neck. She pushed up against him, increasing tempo, adjusting angle to bring him in deeper, harder.
Aiden clung to his control, sliding a hand over her belly to between her legs. “I want to take you with me.”
She nodded, eyes widening as she slowed the rocking motion. Made it easier for him to tease over her clit, drawing moisture from where their connection slid over and over again.
She took a deep breath, body tensing under him, and Aiden fluttered his fingers faster, pressing his cock deep in a smooth rhythm he hoped to maintain for long enough?—
“Yes.” Petra arched, her sex fisting around him, and Aiden was gone. Lightning filled the room and streaked up his spine as he came, body shaking as he held himself high enough he didn’t crush her. They both spiraled into pleasure in the reflected golden lights of a thousand sparks that danced around the room in time with the flickering candles.
Five minutes later… Ten? Time had no meaning, Aiden decided.
They were still curled around each other, Aiden staring into her eyes. In spite of everything, he hesitated.
Actually asking her to get engaged right now seemed like asoonthing, not anowthing.
“We’re good?” he asked softly.
She snickered, wiggling her hips against him as her smile brightened with mischief. “If you couldn’t tell, that’s your loss, but yes, we’re very good on so many levels.” Petra took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I like you Aiden Skye. I like how you make me feel, and that’s not just a sexual comment. Although it’s totally a sexual comment,” she teased.
He stared down, the ache in his heart softening. “We’ve done things that made us happy over the past two months, but I think you’re right. The parts that were the best were the things that were truly us. And that’s not just a sexual comment for me either.”
She nodded, fingers slipping over his chest and shoulders in a smooth figure eight. As if she couldn’t bear to stop touching him. “I don’t think we truly lied to each other, except maybe lies of omission.”
“Then that’s the part we have to watch for going forward,” he suggested. “Petra, no one is a completely wide-open book to anyone else. We’ll always have some secrets or at least things we need to think about a whole lot before we talk them through. But for me, it always comes back to this—I like you as a person and I like who I am when I’m with you. That’s worth having some awkward conversations and getting past misunderstandings.”
Her lips quivered. “Dammit, Aiden. I do not want to become a watering can.”
“I wouldn’t mind avoiding that as well,” he teased, brushing his nose past hers and taking a deep breath. Just breathing the same air as her because he enjoyed it so very much.
They lay together, holding close as outside the fireworks continued to go off, and the musical sound of laughter carried all the way to the main house. Slowly it quieted.
Aiden was about to suggest they should get dressed when Petra rolled him to his back and crawled over him, mischief on her face as she pressed her hands to his chest and lowered her lashes. “We were terrible hosts, but I figure everybody’s heading home now. We may as well keep celebrating my birthday all on our lonesome.”
She rolled her shoulders, and his gaze dropped from her eyes to her amazing breasts. Amusement hummed from her as he slid his fingers over her hips. “That is the most brilliant idea?—”
A rapid knock sounded on the door. “Aiden. Sorry, bro. We need to talk right now.” Declan cleared his throat. “Petra. It’s important.”
Aiden sighed loud enough they probably heard it in Heart Falls. His brothers. “Really? It can’t wait until the morning?”
