I want to be right here, with him, forever, no matter what being under the spotlight feels like.
My o****m feels more like a quick pop of a champagne bottle – here one second in a quick explosion, and then a steady and loose aftermath that has my legs going boneless and my hips finally flush to the mattress.
“Aria?” Ayden calls. “Are you all right?”
“Mmmmm. Gimme a second,” I say, flopping a hand in his direction. Ayden eventually gets the gist of it though, coming to lie down on top of me as I content myself with petting his hair.
“Did that feel good, my love?”
I hum again, and kiss his cheek. “What I really want is you inside me, Ayden Stone. Do you think we’re going to get to that anytime soon?”
Ayden groans my name out in my ear. “Don’t make me impatient. I want to take my time w
