“I know it’s called a blowjob, jerk. I thought you wanted to wait.”
I got back up onto the seat. “I thought I did too. The thing is? I don’t do casual, but with you? I don’t think this can be a one-time thing. At least I don’t want it to be.”
He pulled me close and slanted his mouth over mine, kissing me deep. It was bliss. When he drew back, he had a cheek-to-cheek grin. “I taste good.”
Yeah, he did.
We relaxed in the steam for a while, then showered. Afterward, I wrapped Aiden in a fluffy cotton robe and took him back into the bedroom. When I sat him on the bed, he flopped back, his arms spread.
“You know, I’ve heard people feel different after sex, and I always thought it was a myth. Lemme tell you, it’s not.”
I lay down beside him. “You know, technically that was just a blow job. There are still other things that can be done to complete the experience.”
“Don’t give me semantics right now. I came and it wasn’t by jacking off. As far as I’m concerned, that’s sex.” He sat up. “I need my phone.”
I grabbed his pants from the floor and handed them to him. “Why?”
Aiden looked at me like I was crazy. “I have to tell Livvy!”
“You arenottelling your sister.”
“No, you’re right.” He pulled the robe open and pointed at his crotch, his cock once again standing up and begging for attention. “A picture is worth a thousand words. Can you suck my dick some more?”
I laughed and tackled him. “You’re a nut.” I took the phone from him and placed it on the bedside table, then dropped down to my knees once more. “No pictures, but I’m good with the other part.”
As I took him back into my mouth, that nagging thought of how deeply I felt for Aiden resurfaced.
I might not say it aloud to anyone, but I was in love with him. Heart and soul.
AIDEN TUGGEDat the lapels of his dark blue suit as he stared at the front door to my parent’s home. “Why do I have to wear this?”
I grinned as Olivia blew out yet another in a long series of frustrated breaths. “Because you want to look nice when we meet Tom’s family.”
“He’s not wearing a suit!”
“I’m pretty sure his mom knows what he looks like. Now, stop fussing, stand up straight, and for goodness sake, comb your hair.”
He swiped a hand over his messy locks. “There, done.”
She threw her hands in the air. “Oh my God, you’re going to be the death of me. Tom’s mother is going to take one look at us, and she’s going to slam the door in our faces.”
As I watched the interplay between the two of them, I could see why Aiden said Olivia was like his mother instead of his sister. She obviously cared for him, and he knew it but liked to egg her on.
“Are you two done? I’d like to get in there before the food gets cold or Robert and Galen eat it all.”
She gave Aiden a once-over. “I’ve done everything I can. Tell your mom I’m sorry for him in advance.” She put a finger to her lip. “I wonder if she’d believe I don’t know him.”
“I’ll vouch for you if you’ll do the same for me.”
“Hey!” Aiden sneered at the two of us. “You’re both jerks. You know that?”
“I’m sorry. Did you hear something, Olivia?”
“Nope. Not a thing.”
Aiden frowned. “Fine.” He leaned with one hand on his walker and used the other to dust off his suit coat, fix his tie, and pat down his hair. “Are you both happy now?”
I laughed and pulled him close to me. “You look fine. We’re just teasing.”