Page 85 of Cruel Possession
“No.” She shakes her head. “What I want is for you to either tell me what the fuck is going on or to back off and trust that Aiden is going to handle this. Whateverthisis.”
She presses a quick kiss to my cheek.
I clear my throat and pull her into a tight hug.
Telling her everything is impossible. There are too many layers to it all, and I don’t have the time to explain everything.
But I hope in time, she might understand.
Aiden putshis book to the side as I fall into bed beside him later that night. “Long day?”
“Bickering with Gia. I want her to be ready for anything, and she thinks that I’m being overprotective.”
The door to the bedroom opens, and Summer walks in.
She barely glances at us, grabbing something from Aiden’s dresser before walking right back out, leaving the door wide open.
He sighs and gets out of bed, slamming the door shut and twisting the lock into place. “If I didn’t love them, I would kick them all out onto the streets.”
“Don’t you get tired of all of them coming and going as they please?” I get out of bed, stripping down to nothing and crawling back into the silk sheets. “None of them gives a damn about the fact that it’s your house.”
“I like having them here. I like them having a place that they can call home, no matter what’s going on in their lives.” He pulls off his joggers and tosses them to the side, his cock already hard and bobbing. “Why do you want them gone?”
“It’s not that I necessarily want them gone, but I miss the privacy of my own life at times. And then I have to think about whathappens if there’s a disaster. Who do I run to first? Who do I save?”
“They’re all capable of handling themselves.” He crawls onto the bed, hovering above me.
“But what if they’re not? Who do I save?”
“Who saves you?” His tongue traces patterns on my stomach.
I weave my fingers in his hair, nudging him a little lower, needing something to relieve the tension flowing through my body. Just a little something to take the edge off. A dose of the most addictive person in my life.
But even as he sucks my clit into his mouth, I can’t help but think about who I’m going to save.
What I’m willing to do to save them.
Aiden groans and slides his hands beneath my ass, lifting me up and hauling me against him.
His tongue flicks against the sensitive bud, and every thought I’ve had leaves me. All I can focus on is the feeling of his tongue sliding over me, his teeth grazing against me.
“More,” I say, breathless as he hums against me.
He gives himself enough space to thrust two fingers deep into me, massaging my inner walls until they’re clamping down around him.
Shivers run through my body as the orgasm builds.
He sucks on my clit in time with the thrusting of his fingers, biting down and sending me over the edge.
I come hard, pulling on his hair, grinding against his face.
He groans, fingers still moving, tongue lapping. Then he crawls back up my body, capturing my mouth in a searing kiss.
His cock slams into me, filling me as full as I can be, stretching me to my limits.
“Fuck me.” I rake my nails down his back, urging him faster as he slams into me.
I need more. I need the feeling of him filling me with his come.
