I needed Aiden to touch me, to make the pain of longing go away.
He probed and found my clit, and every touch made the pressure rise.
“Ride me, Skye,” he said roughly. “Take what you need.”
I’d never had a man satisfy me except him, and our couplings had been frantic. We’d never taken the time to really touch each other much, those few times we’d actually had sex.
Now he was offering me everything.
And I took it.
I pressed my hips hard against the big hand that was pleasuring me, grinding against him, ecstasy flowing over me from getting the sensation I really needed.
I began to ride him harder, and our eyes caught and held as I felt my orgasm building.
I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the ferocious look in his eyes.
He wanted me to come.
His stare demanded that I come.
And I became frenzied as I felt his need match mine. I ground against him harder, desperate to orgasm.
My climax hit me, and waves of pleasure washed over me so hard that I could barely breathe.
I fisted his hair and kissed him, my tongue twining with his as my orgasm finally subsided to a few ripples.
When I released his lips, he said in a raspy voice, “That’s how it should feel, baby.”
I sighed and collapsed against his shoulder, knowing this was one memory I could live over and over again without a tiny bit of fear.
“Thank you,” I said breathlessly.
“My pleasure,” he grunted as he scooped up my body and took us both out of the hot tub.
He dried me off, and he carried me to my bed completely naked.
Only when I was alone, after he put me into my bed, did I remember that he hadn’t really had his pleasure at all.
CHAPTER 14
SKYE
Jade and Eli’s wedding day turned out beautifully. Luckily, the weather had cooperated, since the whole thing was taking place on the beach in front of their adjacent homes.
Elegant white tents had been erected the night before, and the sand had been smoothed down to allow for the aisle and altar.
My daughter had tossed her rose petals with abandon, and every woman had cried over the amazingly romantic ceremony . . . except me, of course, since I never let anybody see me cry.
But just because I hadn’t given in to tears didn’t mean my heart wasn’t light as I watched my best friend hitch herself to the man of her dreams.
Jade was happy, and I was happy for her.
The only part that made me sad was the fact that, once Jade and Eli returned from their extended honeymoon in Australia, my best friend would be primarily living in San Diego. Jade was opening a research lab there, and all of Eli’s offices were in the city.
It wasn’t that San Diego was actually far away. I could make it by car on a good traffic day in about an hour. It just seemed like a distance because Jade wouldn’t be around that often to hang out with me in Citrus Beach.
“Having fun?” Aiden asked as he put a hand lightly on my shoulder from behind.
I turned to smile at him. God, he looked gorgeous in a tuxedo. And I was beginning to like the way that he always seemed to want to touch me whenever he saw me.
“It’s a lovely reception,” I said. “Where’s our daughter?”
I was waiting at the bar in the food tent to get a drink.
“The princess is currently talking her uncle Seth’s ear off,” he informed me with a grin.
Aiden flagged down a waiter, ordered us both something, and then turned around again to stare at me.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“You look beautiful, Skye. Did I tell you that today?” he asked in a husky tone.
I wasn’t exactly shy, but I was pretty sure I blushed. “Twice,” I reminded him.
He shrugged. “You look so nice that it’s worth saying again.”
My heart squeezed. I’d lived with a man who acted like he mostly hated me for years, so it lightened my soul to see the sincerity in Aiden’s eyes.
“Thanks. You’re looking pretty handsome yourself. Maybe you’re not crazy about wearing a tie, but the tux looks good on you,” I said.
He grinned. “I don’t mind since I know I don’t have to wear it every day.”
“So what were you doing?”
I hadn’t seen Aiden since the ceremony had ended an hour ago.
“I was helping set up some of the musical equipment.”
“Xander is doing a few songs, right?” I asked.
Jade’s cousin Xander Sinclair had once been a superstar of rock and roll. Now, he was doing more production and mentoring of new artists than performing himself. And his record label and the rising stars he was showcasing had taken off like crazy.
“After I do my little thing,” he confirmed.
I looked at him. “What little thing?”
He shrugged. “Jade wanted me to sing and play her wedding song, ‘All of Me.’ She used to love it when I sang to her when she was a kid.”
I was stunned. “I had no idea you could sing. What do you play? Guitar?”
“Piano. We had a rec center when I was younger. They had an old piano there, and some people who offered free lessons. Seth plays guitar. He still has the beat-up one he’s owned since we were kids.”
“But you don’t own a piano now,” I observed, still shocked to learn that Aiden had musical talent.
“I’m rectifying that since Maya loves to play. It’s being delivered on Monday.”
“You’re buying her a piano?”
“I’m buying myself a piano,” he corrected. “But of course, she’s free to use it whenever she wants.”
I shot him a skeptical look. “That’s just a tricky way of saying that you’re buying her one, and you know it.”
After the waiter gave us our drinks, Aiden asked, “Is the trick working?”
I let out an exaggerated sigh. “How can I tell you what you can or can’t put in your house? Do you really play?”
“You’ll see for yourself shortly. I’m not going to rival John Legend, but I can hold my own.”
“I love that song,” I shared right before I took a sip of my cocktail.
“Then I’ll sing it for you,” he answered in a low, sexy baritone.
My heart skipped a beat. “It’s Jade’s wedding song,” I protested.
“She’s going to get her song of choice.”
“I can’t wait to hear you sing. I can’t believe I never knew you loved music so much.”
He shrugged and tossed down half his drink, which looked like some kind of whiskey. “I always meant to buy a piano. Seriously. I just hadn’t gotten around to it. The rec center closed a few years ago, so I had to find a friend with a piano so I could practice the song. It’s been a while since I’ve actually played. And I don’t generally do it in front of a crowd. But when your little sister asks you to sing a song for her special day, you do it.”
“I’ve actually never seen Xander perform in person, either,” I mused.
“He sucks,” Aiden said drily. “I never understood why he packed houses around the world.”
I rolled my eyes. “You don’t mean that.”
“Of course I don’t,” he confessed. “He’s a music genius.”