Betrayed By Him (Book Two in Paradise Mountains Series)

14. At Night

    The drive home was fast and silent. Not only was Summer starting to feel the weight of the day, she was also getting nervous.

    Truth be told, she liked Aidan. A lot more than she was comfortable with. s*x? She was at ease with it, it was just something physical, no heart involved, and she had done well for the past years alone. In fact, she had taken care of herself way better than some of her past flings. But now there were other factors to consider, Cissy being the first, for course. What if things didn’t work out between them? How would Cissy react? She was growing too attached to Aidan…

    “Stop thinking…” he growled and she jumped in her seat.

    “Excuse me?”

    “I can hear you think. Stop it. You’re restless.”

    Open mouthed in astonishment, she didn’t answer right away and then they were at her doorstep. His car came into a stop near her driveway and he shut down the engine. Her hand was already at the door handle when his next phrase froze her in place:

    “What were you thinking so hard back there?”

    His voice was curious, if anything else. She smiled brightly and answered:

    “Nothing.”

    He didn’t answer. He got out of the car and reached for the backseat where Cissy was safely bundled, sound asleep.

    “Open the door.” He whispered. “I’ll take her.”

    Gided by her, he soon laid the child to bed. When he tucked Cissy in, Summer felt tears in her eyes and only by sheer of strength did she prevented them from falling. Aidan’s hand was protective in a way only hers had been. And to her and her child, that was something else. Something almost out of this world.

       They tiptoed into the corridor, Summer turning on the small light in Cissy’s bed. She had been a colicky baby and a troubled sleeper when she was younger, so she saw no need to change old habits right about now.

       Once they reached the hall, Summer was at a loss of what to do. She had dated before, but was so out of practice that she didn’t know what to do next. When he approached her with a hunger in his eyes, it felt… okay. Geez, more than okay. When his lips met hers, he was giving her all the time in the world to back off. To withdraw. But she wouldn’t take any of it. she was in too much dry spell to go back. And what was the problem with a good old fashioned lay? Heck, she wanted to be laid!

       "Sunshine are you sure?” he whispered.

       “I’m sure.”  

       And she was. Frustrated that he was pulling back, seemingly unsure. She had a drink or two tonight at Mary’s, but she was surer of everything like she had never been before. She wanted him. For tonight, for the next instant, she wanted him. To hell with the consequences.

       “Sunshine…”

       His half-whispered sigh turned her on even more than his hands. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her like a starved man would go through a ten-course meal. He was making her go mad and they were barely starting. His hands were already exploring her on the outside and she felt inadequate, as if the layers of clothes were in the way.

       "My jacket opens at the front, you know?” she whispered and he stopped momentarily before ripping it off her.

       “Where’s your room?”

       She pointed to the door next to Cissy’s and he blindly opened it, feeling lust and desire course through is veins as a maddening fire.

       Summer had never felt so alive. Her panties were so damp that she thought he could hear her dripping. When his fingers found her buried treasure, he only hissed at how wet she was. He started fingering her, gently pushing her towards the pristine made bed.

       They fell upon the duvet with a muffled “whoof” and his mouth was already upon her. His fingers were already slithering bellow her shirt, finding and caressing her n*****s, who were already rock hard.

       There was also something in him that was rock hard but when Summer touched it, even with the trousers in the way, his hand flew back to hers and pinpointed her to the mattress. Being denied her ultimate goal made her pout, and her expression made him smile, his eyes dark and heavy with lust.

       "You’re a handful, aren’t you?”

        She gasped; her voice lost because his mouth was already on her. First, he was caressing her through the damp panties, but then he ripped them away and lapped at her c**t. She almost screamed and his hand flew right into her mouth. They had a child in the next room, and Summer was too lost in her head to even remember.

        He licked, lapped and sucked until she was a mess of moans, writhing in pleasure, lost in the world of pleasure he was giving her. When he inserted one finger in her, she almost lost, her hips thrusting against his hand and his face. He kept her in place with one hand, while the other was pleasuring her. He inserted a second finger, and then a third, and by then she was too lost inside her head. When he sucked at her little nub, she lost it and her o****m coated his fingers. He flew right at her mouth, giving her a taste of herself, drinking her orgasmic cries while, at the same time, keeping the rhythm of his fingers. When she came down from her high, he smiled tightly.

        She was unable of saying when did he get undressed. She could only see that he was a fantasy come to life. Not a once of fat in his body, he was perfectly defined in every way. Although lean, he had “everything in place” like they used to say in high school and, at least for that night, he was hers.

        Her hand travelled to his c**k, wanting to give him the same pleasure he had given her. She licked her lips but was unable of touching the tip. With a growl, he laid her down and replaced his fingers with himself. Before she could react, he entered her with one strong motion. She gasped and he stopped.

        “s**t” he swore between clenched teeth. “You’re tight. I wanted to go slow. I wanted to…”

        “f**k slow.” She said and moved her hip, impaling him even more. “Slow after, now hard and fast.”

        His self-control snapped and he started hammering her, his powerful body driving her insane once again. It had been too long just by herself…

        Suddenly, he left her and she half whined, until he turned her and entered from behind. He was deeper that way and she was already a mess of moans, lost in pleasure. When his hand found her c**t and start rubbing, she lost it and screamed her o****m once more. He hissed between clenched teeth and left her, jerking on her already sweat back.

        They fell down, panting, in a mess of limbs, sweat and arousal. He was the first one to get up, using his own shirt to clean her up.

          “Sunshine?” he whispered. “Are you okay?”

          “Fishing for compliments, Sensei?”

          Her humorous voice made him smirk.

          “If needed be… But really, are you okay?

          “Better than okay. That was… uau!”

          He cleaned her and threw the shirt on the ground.

          “I used what I had in hand to prevent a pregnancy, but there are still risks…” he said, calmly. Summer smiled, the half-smile of those that were beyond satisfaction at that point.

          "I’m on birth control… Too much headaches and irregular periods…”

           "Even so… if something were to happen, you would tell me?”

            Summer was getting sleepier and so didn’t fully understand what he had said.

            “Of course I would…”

            He frowned, knowing she was half asleep and was hardly processing what he had said. Even so, he used the wrinkled duvet to cover them. He would take a small shuteye and then he would leave. He didn’t want Cissy to wake up and find them there not without knowing in which stand they were. But the will of sleeping with her, surrounded by her scent, even if just for some hours, was too enticing for him to pass.

            With a final kiss in her lips, he dozed off.