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“Meet you at the hotel in a half hour?” he suggested.
“That sounds great,” said Ella, feeling relieved. “See you there.”
Ella picked up her bag and went out to the lobby. “I’m going out for a drink with Aiden Deveraux’s secretary,” she announced and Nuwa looked up in surprise.
“I should come along,” she said.
“No, if she catches wind of you, it’ll spook her. I don’t think it’s a big deal. I’ll be back home before midnight.”
Nuwa nodded reluctantly and watched her leave. Ella still switched cabs twice before going to the hotel.
29
Aiden – Trios Again
She arrived at almost the same time he did, and Aiden found himself catching his breath in excitement when he saw her in the hallway. It was as if they’d been parted for months not hours. He swept her up in his arms and kissed her. They practically fell through the door and onto the bed.
“I actually do need to talk to you,” she said as he stripped off her clothes.
“We can talk,” he replied, between kisses.
She giggled as he pulled her into his lap. “Later,” she said.
Her skin was silken soft and every bit of her called to him. He found himself exploring her body all over again, as if last night had never happened. Her breasts in his mouth, the little curve of her jawline that was meant for kisses, the indulgent wetness of her mouth as she sucked his fingers. He took those same fingers and pressed them to her clit, and she moaned his name. His cock was hard as she slid back and forth against it, rocking against his fingers. Soon he was wet from her body.
“Aiden,” she moaned again. “Put it in me.”
He pushed her back slightly, trying to make room and his cock sprang upward, seeking her out. She settled against the tip, her face inches from his, and sank down onto him. She was tight and wet, and the sensation made him gasp. Ella rocked back, closing her eyes with a moan of pleasure.
Aiden seized her by the hips and fell backward onto the bed, keeping her tight to him. She gasped as he settled more deeply into her. She pushed herself up, her hands on his chest, and began to fuck him. Her breasts were round and perfect, and he caressed them as she rode him. He slid the other hand down to her hip, putting his thumb between them, finding the clit and letting her rub against it. She moaned as he did and began to go faster.
“Aiden, God, Aiden, I need—” she gasped, and her rhythm faltered. He grabbed her by the hips and began to force her back down. “God, yes! Aiden, yes!”
She was going faster now, her eyes closed, and he found it almost right for him, but not quite there. She was going to come before him. He slid one hand up a little and tugged her waist, making her arch more. The result was a fountain of Chinese ending in his name. He made her go faster and thrust up into her, lifting his hips off the bed as he pulled her down. She came with a shout of delight. He pushed her knee out and rolled her onto the bed, still inside her, putting his weight onto her, giving her a moment to recover.
“God, you feel so good inside me,” she whispered and pulled him down to kiss her. “Your turn?” she asked letting him go and he grinned.
He pushed into her, slowly at first, and then picked up speed, and she moaned. He pushed faster and harder and her body seemed to tighten around him, her breathing hard and ragged in his ear. “God, Aiden, I’m going to come again. Keep going. Faster. Harder.” She moved one leg higher on his side and adjusted the other one and whatever she did was perfect because he found himself gasping. She slid one hand down low on the base of his spine and pressed as if urging him inward. “Aiden, almost there. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He thrust into her with a force that worried him, but she groaned with a frenzied joy. She came again and this time her body seemed to tighten so hard around his cock that he came with a jerk and collapsed into her.
Her arms wound around him, holding him tight to her, and he submitted completely because it was exactly where he wanted to be. He was laying in brain-dead happiness, snuggled against her when she spoke.
“I talked to my mom tonight.”
His heart rate took a leap upward. “Why?” he asked, struggling to sit up and see her face. “Are you OK?”
“I’m fine,” she said, pulling him back into the snuggle. “She told me a hilarious story about you though.”
“What?” This time he did sit up, staring down at her, partially illuminated by the half-hearted glow of the city outside the window.
“She said she saw you at a fight a few years ago and you told her to go fuck herself and then threw the fight, so she would lose her bet.”
“Oh,” said Aiden. “Right. I did do that. I wasn’t going to help her win money.”
Ella chuckled. “Yes, but you had to lose!”
“And it kind of hurt. I think I broke some ribs on that fight. Josh was so pissed.”
“Aiden!”
