Page 32 of Falling With You

And I was only wearing a tank top without a bra. I could feel my nipples hardening against my cami, two pinpoints of arousal just screaming to anyone that looked that, no, I wasn’t cold, I was very turned on in Aiden’s presence.

Damn him.

“This is a really bad idea,” Aiden muttered.

I only had a few moments to figure out exactly what he was saying before his mouth was on mine, and my arms were around his neck.

His hands were on my ass, molding me to his body, and I could feel the hard line of his erection digging into my belly.

Bad idea? No, the worst idea.

The worst idea ever.

Aiden had been in love with Allison. And Allison was gone.

Yet here I was, humping her ex-boyfriend.

I was going to hell. A special hell for best friends who were the worst friends.

With Aiden’s mouth on mine and every single teenage dream of mine coming true, I couldn’t focus.

So, I pushed Allison out of my head, even though it was the worst thing I could possibly do, and just felt.

Aiden arched into me, rocking his body. I let him, moaning into him as I clung.

I was wanton, needy, and I never wanted this to end.

There was no talking, no need to. No need to tell each other that we were making a mistake, that we should stop.

Because we already knew that. He’d already said those words. And I agreed.

There was no need to repeat it.

Instead, I leaned my head to the side as his mouth latched onto my neck, sucking, nibbling, taking a gentle bite. His hands molded to my ass, squeezing as he rocked his cock against me.

Suddenly, I was on the floor, the breath knocked out of me as he was on me, pulling my cami up slightly so he could kiss my belly.

“You’re so fucking soft,” he growled.

“More,” I muttered. “I need more.”

His beard was rough against my skin, but I didn’t care. I would likely have beard burn,andrug burn. Along with everything else that burned between us.

And I didn’t care.

I just wanted more.

And then he was above me again, kissing me roughly, his hands in my hair, and then one hand lowered, tugging my cami down so my breasts popped out. And then his mouth was on my nipple.

He flicked and sucked. And I writhed.

This was everything that I’d thought it could be. Everything and more.

I needed to stay out of my head.

I just needed to be in the moment. A moment that seemed like just a dream. This wasn’t really happening. It couldn’t be. Because if it was really happening, then it would end, and then I would feel everything again.

Aiden tugged my cami strap down, pinning my arm to my side, and then his mouth was on my other breast. Suddenly, I wasn’t thinking about the aftermath anymore.