Page 84 of The Cinderella Secret
“Well, shoot,” said Aiden. “That is just terrible. Allow me to comfort you.”
Ella giggled as his version of comfort ended up with his face on her boobs.
“Aiden,” she said, and he looked up inquisitively. “It’s possible that, um, we may have to prove that your uncles didn’t kill my dad for my uncle to like you.”
He grimaced. “Yeah, that’s a thing for my family too. I’ve got Jackson working on it, but… You know, just once I would like to be able to tell Evan something good about his dad. I mean, ‘your dad wasn’t a murderer’ is a pretty low bar, but to be perfectly honest, I’m a little bit worried about clearing it.”
“Sorry,” she said.
“Your family really hates me?” he asked, looking pained.
“No! Nai Nai—”
He looked confused.
“Grandmother thinks you’re a sweet boy. And Lilly thought you were cool. And Aunt just wants us to date nice, respectful boys. So really, it’s just Uncle. Sorry,” she said again.
“We’ll figure it out,” he said, kissing her, this time gently and softly. She sighed in contentment as he transferred his attention to her neck. Then she opened her eyes and caught sight of the clock.
“Oh,” she said, coming down to earth. “Oh, I should start getting dressed.”
“We’ve got a little more time,” he murmured.
She giggled as he rubbed the scruff on his chin gently over her nipples, tickling her. She rolled away from him, trying to escape, but not trying very hard. They wrestled until she was breathless with laughter, and in his lap, her back to his chest, on the edge of the bed.
“Struggle snuggles,” he laughed into her ear and she giggled, but it turned to a moan as he slid his fingers inside her. His other hand caressed her breasts and she groaned in pleasure. She could feel him getting hard beneath her.
“Aiden, we don’t have time,” she gasped.
“We could be fast,” he said.
She tried to assess how late she could be before Wei Nuwa started looking for her. His fingers were rubbing her clit and she rolled across his hard cock. God, she wanted him inside her. “Yes, OK, yes!”
He picked her up and she suddenly found herself on all fours in front of him on the bed. She looked over her shoulder at him. “Fast, yes?”
He grinned, his fingers curved over her hips and she could feel his cock pressing against her.
“Fast?” he repeated and thrust into her hard.
“Oh God,” she gasped. Previously, he had entered with a gentle push that left her moaning in satisfaction. This time he gave her no time to adjust and his speed and thickness left her reeling. She could feel her orgasm building like a deep, overwhelming need inside her. She said his name again and again. Her legs were shaking, and her breath came in short gasps.
“Come for me, Ella,” he said, his voice hoarse.
He was filling her, giving her every inch of him and all she could do was scream his name as she came, every muscle in her body seeming to quiver and clench.
“Oh God, Ella!” He came moments later, and they dropped onto the bed. They tangled together, and she wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him.
She had almost drifted off to sleep when he cleared his throat. “Ella, my darling, I don’t want to say this, but you were trying to leave.”
She groaned unhappily. “I don’t want to!”
“Well, I don’t want you to either, but you said I wasn’t supposed to ask you to stay.”
She opened her eyes and glared at him. “We have to figure this out soon,” she said. “My willpower is only so strong.”
“Well, mine is non-existent, so I’m sorry, but it’s down to you.”
She groaned and got up. Stomping around the room, she re-dressed and pulled herself together. She knew she shouldn’t feel so pouty, but she felt like she’d waited six years for this. She felt in some way that she was owed Aiden. She had been patient and good and everything that anyone could want, but she and Aiden were meant to be together and she sure as hell wasn’t going to put up with some sort of bullshit international conspiracy and family drama keeping them apart.
