softly behind them.
He slipped her boots off, dropping them with one dull clunk after the other as they hit the hardwood floor. She arched against his chest as he drove her wild with his tongue, drinking her in with his wet, hot mouth until her only thought was more . Before she registered his hand on her back, he’d undone her bra through her tank top with the flick of a finger.
Underwire no longer pressing her breastbone, Sadie sucked in a full breath. Aiden paused, mouth hovering over hers, waiting for her to protest, or maybe seeking her permission. Well, he had it. She slid the bra strap off one arm, then the other, then dragged the bra out of the bottom of her tank and dumped it unceremoniously to the floor.
Aiden’s eyes darkened. And there was that dimple again.
She didn’t resist, this time taking advantage of how close they were and licking the adorable dent before covering it with a kiss. Aiden made a low growling sound before gripping her bottom in both hands and hauling her into his lap.
Oh boy. This was much better. She straddled him, tightened her arms around his neck, and shivered as the tips of his hair tickled her forearms.
“Comfortable?” he asked, skimming her sides with his fingertips.
All she could do was nod. And reach for that inconvenient shirt hiding his chest. Sadie hauled it over his head, sitting back on his legs to take in all of those tanned washboard abs and the faint golden hair curling over his perfect pecs. She dragged her fingernails lightly first over one of his nipples, then the other. Aiden dropped his head onto the back of the couch, watching her through hooded eyes, his hands kneading her thighs just shy of slipping beneath her hiked skirt.
Heart beating erratically, Sadie molded her hands around his shoulders, moved to his arms next, then took his palms and slid them just beneath her top. His throat convulsed as he swallowed, his green eyes dark and choppy, his heavy breaths expanding his beautiful chest.
Sadie licked her bottom lip and that seemed to be when Aiden lost whatever harnessed control he had possessed up until now. His hot hands flattened against her naked back and he pulled her mouth to his for a rough kiss. Sadie surrendered to his demanding tongue, gasping for breath when he bit her bottom lip before soothing it with another wet kiss.
In a blur of movement, Aiden lifted her shirt off, tossed it aside, and pulled her flush against him. Sadie wrapped her arms around his neck, flattening her breasts against his chest. He caressed her back, slowing his pace while she inhaled and exhaled, and tried not to lose her mind as his chest hair tickled her sensitive flesh with each ragged breath.
His hands encircled her ribs, so big his thumbs nearly touched, and Sadie held her next breath, overwhelmed by their nakedness, the feel of his skin so amazing…
…so frightening.
Like someone had emptied a glass of ice water over her body, Sadie sobered. She’d never before allowed her brain to disconnect from the sensations in her body so thoroughly. She was half naked, her skirt so high on her thighs, she may as well not be wearing it. She took one truncated, panicked breath and Aiden’s hands halted their exploration. He kissed her with finality, dragging his tongue slowly along her bottom lip, then eased his hands down her torso and away from her breasts.
He knows. He knows you’re freaking out and now you’ll have some explaining to do.
Sadie pulled back and covered herself, appalled by her own reaction, but unable to keep from it. How had she let a kiss go this far? Aiden allowed her the reprieve, his breaths ragged and heavy, his hands frozen low on her waist and slightly damp with sweat. Sadie, wall of strength that she was, was surprised to feel the burn of fresh tears at the backs of her eyes.
Tears of embarrassment.
The rest of the evening played out in her mind, starting with the awkward silence while she attempted to hide herself as she redressed.