I glanced at him before returning my focus to the rack behind the counter. “Is that why you came in here with your arms locked in hers? To get me jealous?”
“Well, are you?”
“What?”
“Jealous?”
My cheeks heated, but I stayed silent. Of course, I was jealous. Why wouldn’t I be? The two looked good together, but I remained silent.
“It’s fine. I got jealous when I saw you and him talking earlier, even though I knew all that existed was friendship. The same with Ms Kira, the new biology professor.” His hand lifted to stroke my face, and despite wanting to pull away, I couldn’t help but lean in.
“Tell me, are you jealous?”
My eyes fluttered, and I fought the moan that almost left my throat when he sang his fingertips over my temple and down my cheek.
“Yes.”
“Why?” He asked with a tone laced with interest.
“Because I love you.” My eyes fluttered at my admission, and they locked in his. “I love you, Aaron, and I am scared.” My admission left me in a vulnerable state, but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to have these walls up anymore. I’ve always had them up, and I don’t like it; I don’t want to anymore.
I wanted him to see me. I was not brave, but just a scared human, so worried about life that I could not live it sometimes.
“You don’t have to be scared.”
“I think I do. Your world is so much different from mine, and the more I think about it, the scarier it becomes.” I said, and his eyes locked on mine.
“Then don’t think about it. Think about how you feel now and how you want to feel. That’s most important.”
He was right. Worrying about tomorrow or the future helps no one. It only breeds fear. I could think of him now and the things he did to me, how much he affected me, how much I wanted him, and how much I needed him.
“And Kira?” A part of me was still stuck on the perfect image of him and Kira that I saw earlier.
“She’s an acquaintance. We met while coming in and got talking. You know there can never be anyone else but you.” He replied with an honest tone.
I believed him. I didn’t know why, but my being knew he spoke the truth.
Once again, the cards were on the table, and the clarity of that and the attention his eyes gave me heated my body.
“Aaron,” I called out, my need for him skyrocketing between my legs that, demanded attention.
He must have known, too, because he emptied the glass into his mouth and rose to his feet.
“Come with me.” He didn’t wait for me to give him my hand. He reached out and took it as if I were a little child being taken by his mother.
I followed behind, and he took the left turn that led through the hallway, which I figured led to another part of the hall. I wasn’t certain what exactly he wanted to do, but I felt giddy and wanted to find out as well. So I followed quietly behind, my heartbeat increasing.
He turned to the first door in the hall and twisted the doorknob to open it. It was the other exit of the building.
“We are leaving. I need to take you home with me,” he said, then paused and turned to me. “That’s okay with you, right? You look so gorgeous in that killer dress, and I might not be thinking straight, but I hope taking you home with me is okay.” His eyes sought my approval, and it was the most beautiful encounter.
I wore a neon blue dress that reached my knees and was formal for the night. I didn’t look as good as I did three weeks ago at the date, at least not in my mind. He, however, stared at me with the same affection and desire he had then.
That was more than okay with me.
I smiled up at him and nodded.
A small smile crossed his face. “Good then, love.”
Although this exit differed from the entrance, I expected us to get into the car and drive home. But Aaron had other plans. He pulled me closer and locked me tightly in his arms.
“Close your eyes and think of me.” He kissed my forehead, and I did as I was told, shutting my eyes and thinking of the man whose arms were around me and whose arms felt like home.
I didn’t need to keep my eyes open. I knew I could trust him and not regret it.
I was barely done speaking when he spoke. “Open your eyes.”
I did, and we were no longer standing outside the Sheraton Hotel and Tower building but outside his penthouse.
I took a deep breath, a little scared. How did we go from there to here in only a few minutes?
I had read up on werewolves’ abilities, and speed was one of them, but I didn’t think about how fast the speed was. And now, having witnessed it, I am blown away.
I leaned in and kissed his lips, lacking the words to say. I just wanted to belong to him and be one with him. The feelings going through me were more than ones I could control; they were more than ones I wanted to control.
He kissed me back and hoisted me up so my legs wrapped around his waist, and he led us inside. He pushed me against the wall of his bedroom and savagely kissed my lips. I came here a few weeks ago, and the smell brought back all the memories, but tonight I was making new ones.
Aaron inserted his knee between my legs while I stood pressed against the wall of his bedroom, and it grazed over my clit slowly. My breath cut in my throat while I stared at him, telling him to do what he wanted to do with me.
“You smell so good. What are you thinking about that has you so wet and beckoning?” He mumbled into the crook of my neck.
“Thoughts of you.” My eyes fluttered.
“What are they about?”
I pressed my head against the wall, and my eyes opened up. “About you taking me slowly and touching me, kissing me, and giving me heads.”
Red flashed in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk. “That’s indeed hot.” His tongue came out to lap at my bottom lips and then pushed into my mouth while running his hands over my body.
I moaned into the kiss when he cupped my breasts through the clothes, shielding them and gently fondling them.
“Fucking gorgeous!” He moaned, and his hand around my waist moved down to grab me by the ass. He pulled me even closer to himself while he ground his throbbing cock against me.
He hissed as he broke the kiss, his eyes flaring with so much lust and desire: “Gorgeous, you drive me insane.”
He kept his gaze locked on mine, and his hand released my ass and moved into the split of my dress, placing his finger on my thigh and up between my legs. His hand met my folds, covered by my lacy pants. With his eyes still locked on mine, he adjusted my pants to give him access to me and then slid his two fingers in.
I moaned, and my head fell back against the wall. His gaze remained on me, watching my every reaction as he finger-fucked me.
I bit my bottom lips when he moved the third finger in and kept the fast pace until I came apart in his hands.
My legs gave up on me, but he kept me standing, granting me balance as my hazy mind cleared up.
He seized my lips between his for a long kiss, and I kissed back, giving him all I had. My body picked up the heat once again, and he was turning me on for him in a good way, but I wanted to live in the moment and accept the man I was with for who he was.
“I want to see you,” I said as he kissed my neck and shoulders. He stilled at my request, knowing exactly what I asked for, and pulled away to stare at me in the eyes as if he wasn’t sure I knew what I asked for.