Seeing Ayden in a suit and tie affected my body in ways I never imagined. He was fully clothed, and yet, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His dashing good looks had me desiring him from the day we met, but right now, he was making my panties wet.
Uncrossing my legs, I stood from the edge of the hotel bed and glanced toward the window where Ayden was standing. When we first made plans to come to St. George, I didn’t think we’d be staying overnight. When Ayden suggested it at dinner, I didn’t refuse. I loved the thought of having him alone for the night with no interruptions.
As I inched closer to him, he loosened his tie and the top button on his shirt. He had shed his jacket as soon as we entered the suite. I couldn’t wait for everything else to disappear. Then I could feel his skin next
