A Wonderful Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 2)

My legs started to shake as he took me higher. I dug my fingernails into his back, pulling those muscles further into me. I needed all of him.

“Come for me,” he whispered, the desire raw in his voice. It was all I needed to push me flying over the edge yet again.

Pulsing pleasure flooded my nerves, but he didn't stop. Tucking one leg up under his shoulder, he increased his rhythm. As I came back to the moment, I reveled in the effect I was having on him. His breathing was fast and ragged, and his brow was concentrated with lust. I could feel the need coursing through his hand on my breast and thigh.

Our eyes found each other in the night.

“Aiden...”

“Lena...”

I could tell he was trying his best to hold back, to make this last. I wanted him more than I wanted to breathe. I wanted him to explode like I did and to lose himself in me.

“Come for me,” I repeated back his own phrase.

Primal need flashed through his beautiful eyes as he thrust and shuddered. I arched my hips to take him, pulling him deeper into me. I never wanted to let him go. I wanted him to remain with me like this forever.

After a perfect moment of eternity, he collapsed forward. He felt heavy and strong on top of me, and I loved it. He was an Aiden blanket of perfection.

“You're amazing,” he gasped. We were both covered in sweat and breathing hard. I certainly felt amazing. He slowly raised himself up to look at me. Hazel eyes roved my body, taking in every detail and wanting more. “And so beautiful.”

I grinned up at him. “You're not too bad yourself.”

“Not too bad?” He raised an eyebrow at my bold statement. “I'm pretty sure I just rocked your world.”

It would have sounded cocky if it hadn't been true. To be honest, my world was still rocking. I kissed him, loving the way he tasted and the feel of his skin against mine.

“Care to rock it again?” I asked.

He grinned and proceeded to rock my universe.

Chapter 12

Warm yellow sunshine and a soft breeze off the ocean woke me. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, afraid that the night before had been nothing but a wonderful dream. When I did finally open my eyes, I was relieved to see it wasn't. Aiden lay in bed next to me, his soft hazel gaze as warm as the sunshine. He had his phone out and was typing on the slide-out keyboard, but he was definitely paying more attention to me than his phone.

“Were you watching me sleep?” I asked, drowsily.

“Maybe.” He smiled and set his phone to the side. “You just look so peaceful and happy.”

“Probably because I am.” I stretched my arms up over my head, keenly aware of his eyes taking in the seductive motion. “What time is it?”

“A little past eleven,” he said, checking his watch. “You want some breakfast?”

Panic woke me from my happy, lazy morning slumber. “I can't! I have a meeting and Kathryn asked me to make sure she's prepped!”

I stumbled out of bed, pulling the bed sheet with me and wrapping it around my nakedness. I knew he had seen me naked, but that had been in the forgiving moonlight and with wine. I wasn't sure I was ready for the harsh details of daylight.

Aiden let me take the sheet, chuckling as I wrapped it around me like some sort of oversized toga. He stayed on the bed, stretched out and gloriously naked. He looked even better in the sunshine. Moonlight was good, but sunlight revealed so many more wonderful things about his body. There were freckles across his shoulders and a trail of golden hair from his belly button south to heaven. If I had been wearing panties, seeing him naked in my bed would have melted them.

I ran to the drawer where I had put my underthings. I had to get out of the room before he could seduce me with the delicious V his hipbones sat at the top of. He put his arms behind his head, chuckling when I nearly tripped on the sheet. With his arms up above his head, his biceps flexed and his broad shoulders stood defined against the dark wood of the headboard. I forgot what I was doing.

His mouth twitched upwards and he displayed himself even more as I stared. I dropped the sheet and chucked it at him. “You're distracting me,” I informed him as I slipped into a bra and matching panties.

“I can do more than just distract,” he teased. His mouth curled into a naughty, seductive grin that matched the desire in his eyes.

“That's tempting...very tempting,” I moaned as he showed me just how distracting he could be. I shook my head, hating that I was going to leave this perfect specimen of a man alone in my bed to go to a meeting. “I'm going to be late!'

He laughed and tried again, his masculinity rising to tempt me. My body ached to have him fill me again like he did last night. I wanted to feel that again and again and again. My resolve weakened and a little whimper of want escaped me.