After talking to Rae, I realized that I had to explain in person to Sarah about the horsing around in the parking lot. Part of the problem is that Sarah only recently knows about Rae, so it’s all-new to her. I also know that if it was the other way around and it was Sarah with a close male friend, I would have knocked his lights out before now.
Hearing shuffling on the other side of the door, my heart thuds wildly inside my chest, and seconds later the door opens, my heart stops altogether. Sarah has obviously just been in the shower because her hair is wet and she’s wrapped in a pink, terrycloth robe.
She’s naked under that...
I can’t get the thought out of my head, which makes me tongue tide until Sarah starts to fidget with the belt.
“Is Greg out?”
Sarah hesitates then nods. “For the night.”
I close my eyes and try to think straight because knowing that she’s alone until morning drives me crazy.
“Why are you here?” she asks, which helps me focus some.
“I wanted to explain about the grocery parking lot…with Rae.” I take her distraction as a chance to step quickly into the house, closing the door with my foot as Sarah backs into the wall behind her. “I wasn’t expecting to find you dressed like this.” I trace the edge of her robe with a finger and lean in closer to inhale the fragrance she used in the bath.
“Sarah,” I whisper on a hoarse groan, my nose trails along her neck. “What you saw…it was two friends joking around.” I’m slowly losing all reason with being so close to her. “Rae had just told me that she likes you, and what made me grab her and give her a quick kiss was when she told me that it was obvious you returned my feelings. I loved knowing that she saw how you feel about me.” I kiss her neck and feel her shiver in my arms.
Sarah reaches up and runs her fingers through my hair. “Aiden, you have to stop.”
“In a minute…I want to see all of you.” I step away and unfasten her robe. She doesn’t stop me as her breathing accelerates.
I hold her gaze while slowly opening her robe. My eyes caress her face before finally moving them over the rest of her beautiful body.
My blood heats when I take in the plumpness of her breasts and rose tipped nipples. The stiff buds harden to tight pinpoints with my gaze. I lick my lips and follow the trail down to her navel and lower to her mound. No longer bare, the trimmed hair hides treasures that I’ve dreamed of finding with my mouth.
She’s beautiful and I crave her. I want to feel her hands on my heated skin—on my dick, which has swollen solid to the point of being uncomfortable.
Watching her watch me, I slip my hand into my jeans and straighten my cock that nearly reaches my navel. If I move my shirt out of the way then she’d be able to see the swollen head.
I beg, “Just one touch.”
Sarah doesn’t move. I’m not sure she could even if she wanted to. I reach out and caress along her delicate collarbone and gradually make my way to the swell of her breasts, which I cup in my palms. “Beautiful,” I admit as my thumbs rub her nipples. “God, I want you. I ache for you, Sarah.” I dip my head and lick around each pink nipple.
Sarah grabs at my head and her whole body sways toward me, giving me all the encouragement I need to continue. I’ll stop in a minute. I really will…then my mouth sucks at a breast and I find myself surrounded by her. She raises a leg and wraps it around my hip, her arms go around my back gripping me to her.
Feeling the first tingling of release, I snap back to reality and it’s as though I’ve just been dowsed with a bucket of cold water—we can’t do this.
Breathing heavily, I cup Sarah’s face and make her look at me. “I can’t,” I whisper, and feel like shit when I see the disappointment on her face. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.”
We untangle ourselves when I pull her back into my arms and hold her close, dropping my face to the curve of her neck. “When I make love to you again”—I lean away and meet her gaze—“I want it to be in a bed and not up against the wall in the home you share with another man.” Her face falls in disappointment. “I know the reason why you’re with him but I’m a jealous asshole.”
“It’s getting more and more difficult isn’t it?” she asks with a dry smile.
“Yeah, it is,” I answer. Brushing the hair from her face, I kiss her button nose. “I think I better go before I say to hell with it.” I kiss her again. “We’re good now though, right?”
She nods and her smile reaches her eyes.
With reluctance I release my hold and close her robe. It’s killing me to walk away from her but I honestly don’t have any choice. Backing toward the front door, I take one last look at her and step outside into the fresh Montana evening.
The door softly closes behind me while I stand outside taking a deep, frustrated breath.
9
Sarah
My body still aches for Aiden after his visit last night, making me feel fidgety as I follow Greg to the Scott’s place to look at a new filly.