Ayden's Secret (19 page)

Ayden toed off his shoes and let her strip him. She was so ferocious he couldn’t help but enjoy himself a little. He wasn’t going to let her keep up this pace though. He had plans, and she wasn’t going to change them.

“No.” Ayden grabbed her hands when she went to remove her sweater. That was his job, and he planned to take his time.

“I need to catch up here.” Charlie was breathless and wanton.

“Oh no, see you had your fun undressing me. Now it’s my turn to undress you.” Ayden pulled her hands to his lips and kissed each finger in turn.

“You mind working on the clothes, cowboy?” Charlie was so anxious she felt ready to burst.

“Did I boss you?” Ayden flipped her to her back and settled over her. “No, I didn’t. You ripped my clothes off in a rage. I, however, am going to take my sweet time.”

“Can I convince you to cut that time in half?” Charlie lifted her hips into him.

He bit his bottom lip and thought about it. “You can try.”

Ayden took her lips slowly, but Charlie was primed and ready to go forcing him to keep her pace. He slicked his tongue down the center of the roof of her mouth, and her eyes opened wide.

“Tickle?” He nipped her bottom lip. Charlie’s lips felt so soft it was difficult to tear away from them.

He moved to her neck and ears torturing her with slow long licks and nibbles that had her gripping his back and grinding against his naked body though she was still clothed. Her entire mouth tickled and tingled from that lick. She had no idea her mouth could tickle.

“Ayden, I’m dying for you to be inside me.” Charlie gripped his back, crossed her legs around his waist, and lifted herself to him. His scent filled her lungs, her brain, and each inhale was making her drunk with lust.

“You’re not ready, Charlie.” Ayden unbuttoned the sweater and freed her reluctant arms.

Charlie let him have one arm at a time to pull the sweater off then clamped them back in place on his shoulder blades. Ayden pushed her shirt up and discovered she didn’t wear a bra tonight. She hadn’t worn any underwear. She wanted to be unrestricted in case he tried to tangle her up in them like he had before. The damn skirt was the only barrier, but it was so long it twisted around her legs. As long as he held her in place, she couldn’t get exposed to him.

“Yes, Ayden.” Charlie arched trying to force his hand farther down.

“Okay,” Ayden whispered as he lifted off, of her and rolled to his side. He pulled the clothes free and appreciated the awesome power of her naked form. Charlie was supermodel quality with girl next door heart. He loved that. When the time was right, he would tell her and show her just how much. Charlie loved him, but he wasn’t sure if it was true love or the kind of love you end up giving friends and family. She couldn’t know any more than he did, and he was still sorting it out.

Charlie was past reason. Looking at Ayden’s naked body was too much for any woman to bear. She slipped her hand around him, and he groaned.

“I wanted to take this slow, darlin’.” Ayden now fought for position as Charlie was trying to topple him.

“I can’t. I need you now.” Charlie spoke in strangled desperation as she pushed harder against his chest with both hands and climbed on top of him. She reached between them to grab him again.

“Let me at least…” Ayden felt the soft wet skin on the tip of his erection and gave up the fight. He wanted to make sure she had come, leaving her more relaxed and open. The woman was tight like a virgin, and he wasn’t a small man by any measure. Charlie seemed determined though as she sank onto him.

Charlie watched his bottom lip disappear and felt his big hands move to her bottom and his fingers sinking into her flesh gripping her tight. She pushed down on him and took a deep breath. If these things could stretch enough for a newborn to come out of it, surely it could let Ayden in.

“Careful, you’ll hurt us both.” Ayden lifted her a little then let her push farther down. “You’re so tight, darlin’.”

“I’m close.” Charlie had been so worked up all afternoon she was surprised she had lasted this long. He could have made her come just by looking at her the right way. Now as she pushed half of him inside, she couldn’t hold it back.

Ayden wasn’t expecting it at all. He wasn’t all the way in, and she was bearing down on him whispering his name in a wave of orgasm. Her nails bit into his forearms, and her head fell back. It was amazing and beautiful, and maybe now, she would calm down enough that he could take her slowly. Charlie was a powder keg. One spark and she just exploded. He hoped she would be this way forever.

Charlie pulled her head down to look at him. His blue eyes should have been flamed with desire. Instead, they were soft and tender and far too calm for what she just experienced. Her chest was rising and falling like she had just stepped off stage and his was calm and even.

“My turn?” Ayden lifted her up and then pushed her down on him completely. His toes curled as Charlie moaned. She was slick and open now, and though he had wanted to get her there a different way, he was satisfied to be inside her.

“Mmmm.” Charlie was spent, but she knew Ayden had plans, and he wasn’t relenting on them. He sat up facing her and adjusted her legs wrapping them around him. He took her mouth in a slow tender kiss tipping his tongue against hers then sucking on her lower lip letting go with a light nibble.

“You’re so beautiful, Charlie,” Ayden whispered in her ear. He looked at her and brushed her bangs to the side. He liked being like this, joined with her. “Don’t fall asleep on me, darlin’.”

“I would never.” Charlie opened her eyes. She was so relaxed and so at peace in the moment she was trying to savor the feel of him, the smell. The way he stroked her back with his hands and the way he whispered in her ear. Ayden may not love her, but she felt more loved than she ever knew possible. Sitting there joined with him, his large cock filling her completely, mind body and soul, she knew the connection had to be both ways.

He lifted them both and pressed her back onto the bed. Her head lay on his pillow, and her eyes now stared at him wide and open. Ayden moved slowly. He wanted to savor every single moment with her. He also didn’t want her to be sore in the morning when he would be sure to give her the ride of her life.

Charlie stroked his back in one long slow motion with the tips of her nails and that got him moving again. He kissed her deeply and passionately. Slowly he moved in and out creating a rhythm all his own. She lifted into him and surrendered herself, mind, body, and soul. Her heart flooded with emotion, and as she came again, tears escaped down her cheeks.

“Are you okay, baby?” Ayden kissed away the tears and remained still inside her. He could feel her coming and see it in her face, but the tears confused him.

“Yes. Please, don’t stop, Ayden.” Charlie lifted into him. She wanted to feel him and watch him as he came. She was so overwhelmed by him, so connected to him in this moment. On a whisper she confessed, “I love you.”

Ayden smiled a satisfied smile then whispered in her ear, “I know.”

He took her lips and rocked into her over and over again until he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“God, Charlie,” he whispered and bit a small bite on her shoulder to keep from saying the words himself.

Charlie held him tightly and sniffed. Maybe he couldn’t say it, but she knew now that he felt it. Maybe he was like Evelyn, scared. That made sense the longer she thought about it. Charlie kissed his neck and decided right then she wouldn’t pressure him. She would just keep making love to him until he couldn’t bite the words back anymore.

Charlie released him from the bear hug and began playing with his hair again. Ayden nuzzled into her neck and relished the feel, smell, and taste of her. He would miss this. Maybe he could sneak her along. Charlie swatted his naked butt bringing his thoughts back to the moment.

“Hum?” Ayden grunted.

“You’re squishing me.” Charlie tried to suck in a breath.

“Oh, sorry.” Ayden lifted to his elbows and stared down at her. She was already fighting to keep her eyes open. “Isn’t this supposed to be the other way around?”

“What’s that?” she said around a yawn.

“I’m supposed to be falling asleep, and you’re supposed to be trying to cuddle.” Ayden rocked his hips into her again.

“I’ll cuddle with you, cowboy.” Charlie opened one eye and pushed her hand through his hair.

Ayden smiled and backed out of her slowly. Charlie faced him and snuggled in putting her right leg over him and her arm around his back where she made soft circles with her nails, relaxing him. Ayden couldn’t fight the sleep any longer. He pulled her as close as he possibly could without squishing her, slid his left thigh between her legs again, and closed his eyes.

***

The next morning he awoke with Charlie sleeping in his arms, a soft smile on her lips. Ayden couldn’t wait for her to wake up. He kissed her and kissed her again. She grumbled a bit. The woman was apparently not a morning person anymore.

“Charlie. Wake up, darlin’.” Ayden rolled her to her back and circled her neck with his nose.

“What time is it?” Charlie grumbled.

Ayden looked at the clock and decided not to tell her it was five a.m. She would be less likely to indulge him and more likely to kill him instead.

“Time to wake up.” He knew he was being greedy, but he didn’t care. He hadn’t been with a woman in forever. Now he had Charlie, and she was more woman than any man had a right to have. He thumbed over one nipple and drew on the other. She gasped.

“Ayden?” Charlie was waking up now. She should have known he was going to be wired up this morning. Yet somehow, it still seemed too dark in the bedroom.

“God you taste good.” Ayden spoke as he switched breasts.

“What happened to taking it slow?” Charlie could feel the heat pouring off his chest onto her stomach and realized he was very much his wolfish self this morning.

Ayden didn’t answer. He just pushed farther down her stomach.

“Ayden, I need a shower.” Charlie grabbed his head before he moved any farther south.

“Why?” He kissed her navel.

“Ayden. I need a shower,” Charlie whined.

“Fine,” he said mocking her. He pushed the blankets off, snatched her up out of the bed and carried her to the bathroom.

“Ayden, put me down.” Charlie squealed.

He sat her down on the sink. “Stay there.”

Charlie watched as he turned the shower on and looked back every few seconds checking to make sure she stayed in place on the sink. He came back and started to kiss her. She blocked him.

“I need to brush my teeth.” Charlie smiled deviously. She saw the clock on the way into the bathroom and knew it was five a.m. The Wolf had some nerve to start her day this early, so she wasn’t going to make it easy on him.

Ayden grumbled and reached into the drawer and grabbed the toothpaste.

“Open,” Ayden commanded.

Charlie went to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth she got a finger full of toothpaste, and the more she tried to talk the more he successfully worked his index finger around in her mouth along her teeth.

“Spit.” Ayden practically snarled at her in jest as he grabbed his toothbrush and lined it with paste.

“Oh no you don’t.” Charlie looked like a mad dog. She snatched the toothbrush and wiped the paste on her finger. “You open.”

Ayden laughed because she obviously swallowed a bit of paste. Her face scrunched, and she almost gave up. He grabbed the finger and closed his lips around it. Charlie wasn’t going to deter him this morning. The more ornery she acted the more fired up he became.

Charlie didn’t know what to do really. It felt weird having her finger in his mouth and even a little gross to rub it over his teeth like he was doing now.

Ayden spit in the sink behind her and turned on the water. He pulled two paper cups from the dispenser and handed her one. Charlie rinsed her mouth and then covered her face trying to hide the fact she was spitting.

“When you’re out in the field for months, you get used to brushing with a finger.” Ayden thoroughly enjoyed that Charlie was a lady, and he enjoyed taking her off guard from time to time. “You know it can be dangerous to have mint or any other kind that has a smell to it. Just like smoking, can’t smoke in the field. You can see a cigarette burning through a sniper scope miles away.”

“I’m not in the field.” Charlie crossed her arms.

“No, but your toothbrush isn’t in my bathroom, and I wasn’t about to huff down the hall to get it.” Ayden kissed her lips then thumbed the last spot of toothpaste away.

“You are so…” Charlie tapped her foot in the air.

“I’m an ogre. I know.” Ayden uncrossed her arms and pulled her to the shower. “I can’t wait to get you all wet.”

“You are seriously going to get it, Ayden.” Charlie stepped into the shower, and Ayden crowded in behind her. “Can I have some space?”

“No.” Ayden dipped his head under the water and reached for the washcloth and soap grabbing it before she could. “You know you keep telling me I’m going to get it, but I think you’re all talk, sweetheart.”