TEASER CHAPTER 2 | Aiden
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I pull back, running my hands down her shoulders and across her arms. I flatten her to the table, and then curl her fingers around the edge, squeezing them for a heartbeat so she understands she’s to stay put.
I’ve wanted her like this for ages, and I want to enjoy every damn minute of it. I straighten and pull off my clothes. Parker fidgets, and I know I should say something, but the sight of her—bare for me, on her tip-toes, bent over, pinned—has left me damn near speechless. I have fantasized about her for months now. I have imagined her in every way possible, and she still leaves me in awe.
She trembles and lifts her head, starting to look around for me.
“Ah, ah,” I say, hearing how my Irish accent has grown thicker, harder. It always does for her
