Page 27 of Lust & Lies
“I’m pretty sure it does,” I said, feeling like I was begging for the dick.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. A sweet kiss that irritated the hell out of me. I didn’t wantsweetright now. Sweet Aiden was all fine and dandy. But right now, I wanted savage Aiden.
“I’d rather you kiss me somewhere lower,” I mumbled as he pulled away from me, stepping from between my legs.
Ugh!He was really ending things like this. He grabbed my hands and helped me sit up.
“I shouldn’t have let it go that far,” he told me.
“Going too far isn’t the problem. The problem is, you shouldn’t have let it end like that. All girls love a happy ending, not a tragic one.” I knew I was pouting, but I couldn’t help it. “It’s rude to leave a girl sexually frustrated.”
“I know, baby. Trust me, I know.”
My gaze dropped to the bulge in his pants. I nearly reached for it, hating that we were really about to let that hard-on go to waste.
“If you want this and I want it, why can’t we...”
He cut me off with, “Because you don’t remember me, love.”
“You’re my husband.”
“But you don’t remember that. Though you want me right now, tomorrow, or a few days from now, you could end upregretting this. And I don’t think I could handle that. More importantly, I don’t think you could handle it.”
My gaze searched his. All I saw was truth and sincerity in his dark eyes. He was pulling back for me. He was holding back for me. Everything this man did was for me. How could I not start to fall in love with him... again?
I still wanted the dick, though. But he was right. Though I was pushing my doubts aside and choosing to believe in him, believe in us, I still had some reservations. We shouldn’t introduce intimacy into our relationship until all my doubts faded.
“I guess that makes sense,” I told him.
“You guess?” he said, head cocked to the side.
“I guess,” I repeated.
Smiling, he intertwined his fingers with mine.
“Don’t for a second think I don’t want you, Ms. Park.” He leaned forward until his forehead touched mine. “It’s taking every ounce of strength I possess not to strip you naked and bury every inch of me deep inside you,” he rasped, sending my pussy into a spiral of need.
I pushed at his chest, making him take a step back.
“You can’t talk like that and expect me not to want to be fucked, Aiden Park.”
His grin was sinful.
“It’s not funny,” I complained.
“I know, baby.”
“Yet you said it anyway,” I huffed.
“I’m sorry, love.”
I shook my head. “Actions have consequences. Since you got me all riled up and plan to leave me unsatisfied, you should at least let me see it.”
“See it?” he asked.
“Don’t play shy. I want to see it.”
His eyes widened. “It?” he asked.
