Page 66 of Stained Hearts
I grinned at him. “And you want to know what I’m going to like best about living with you?” The tendon on his neck looked particularly inviting, so I bent over and sucked it into my mouth.
“Wh-what?”
“I won’t have to wait hours to see you.” I sucked harder, making him moan. I slid my hand down and groped his dick, then moved around and cupped his ass. “And you’ll be there when I need some of these.”
He exhaled sharply. “Now? Is now good? I can lean over the desk.”
“So Galen or Robert can walk in and find me balls-deep in your ass?”
“Yeah, sure. Okay.”
“How about if Olivia comes home early? Do you want her to see you getting fucked?”
“If it’s going to get me laid, she can stand on the corner and sell tickets for all I care.”
He reached down and tugged at my zipper. I couldn’t believe he was actually willing to go through with it. I had to admit, I wanted to do him right there and then. I was certain the desk could hold both of us. The idea that someone could see us made the whole thing hotter. I didn’t even realize I had an exhibitionist streak until I met Aiden.
“Hurry up!”
He reached a hand inside my pants, and as much as I hated having to do so, I grabbed his wrist and pulled it out, then zipped back up.
“Stop that!”
He looked up and fluttered his eyelashes. “Shy?”
The devil. Definitely.
“You know what? I don’t mind if people want to watch us fuck, but I won’t do it in front of family. You want to go to a club and get kinky up on the stage, fine, but not in your sister’s home.”
If I thought that would bring him to his senses, I was wrong.
“There are clubs like that?”
“A few, mostly in Chicago, but there are a couple in Milwaukee where you can get it on after hours.”
“And you’d take me there?”
That was like a splash of cold water in my face. “What? No.”
He frowned. “Ashamed of me?”
This was a challenge, I knew it, and I wasn’t about to back down. Aiden was fishing, trying to get me to tell him my intentions. I didn’t honestly believe he wanted to do that. He might have a streak of kink in him, but no way did he want to be shared. At least I hoped not.
I gripped his arm and tugged him to me. “No one sees you naked. Ever. If we’re going to have a relationship, then it’s strictly the two of us in it. If you’re looking for something else, you need to tell me, because we won’t be on the same page. I don’t share, Aiden. Not ever. My heart and my cock can only belong to one person. I want that person to be you, but—”
His eyes went wide, and he grabbed my face and pulled me down into a kiss. “Thank you.” He ran a hand over my chest. “I don’t want anyone else, and you know as well as I do, no one is going to want to see me having sex with anyone.”
“Why? Because of your legs? That’s stupid. In clubs like those, no one would bat an eye.”
“Have you been there before?”
I laughed. “Hell no. Brian would have cut my nuts off if I even suggested something like that.” I leaned down and kissed Aiden. “I’m not built like that. I’m my parents’ son. Me and one other person, that’s all it takes to make me happy. I do have friends in the lifestyle who’ve been there, and they tell me stories.”
He cooed and put his head on my chest. “Thank you. I think I needed to hear that.” Then he reached down and ran a hand over the bulge in my jeans. “But we can try new things at home, right? I mean, there’s some stuff I read about that sounded interesting and I would like to see if I enjoy them.”
Sweet, kind, loving, and sexually adventurous. What’s not to love about this man?
Then why can’t you say the words?
