She nodded again. She was so flustered she couldn’t speak. She could barely think.
“I want you clinging to me. I want your nails digging into my shoulders, and I want you screaming my name when you come.”
She felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She was amazed she was still standing. His voice was so passionate, and the way he was looking at her made her hot . . . very hot.
He pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it on the bed. He reached for her robe next. She didn’t resist as he removed it and dropped it on a chair.
“Take your nightgown off.” It wasn’t a request but a command.
She could barely catch her breath. She wanted him to take her into his arms again. The bedroom was cast in shadows, and she was thankful the lights weren’t on, because once she removed her nightgown, she would be vulnerable. Her body wasn’t perfect, and she knew Aiden was used to perfection with his women. She didn’t want him to be disappointed.
“Cordelia, take off your nightgown.”
With unsteady hands she reached for the straps and slowly pulled them down over her arms. She stopped when the material skimmed her breasts.
“Are you sure, Aiden?” She didn’t want him to regret this night. It would kill her if he did.
Had he not been so aroused, he would have laughed. “Yes, I’m sure.”
She took a deep breath and let the nightgown drop to the floor.
His gaze slowly moved down her body. “My God, you’re beautiful.”
Anxious now to hold her, Aiden stripped out of the rest of his clothes and reached for her. He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. The sheets were pulled back. He gently placed her on the bed, then came down on top of her with a loud, satisfied growl.
Cordie was reeling from the contact of his hot muscular body on top of hers. He was all male, hard and hot, and oh, he smelled divine. Her senses were overwhelmed by him. He settled between her thighs, and she rubbed her toes against his legs while she stroked his shoulders. She wanted to touch him everywhere. His skin was so warm, but the muscles rolling beneath were hard.
Aiden was savoring the sensation of her pressed against him. He could feel her heart pounding under his. He lifted up, shifting his weight on his arms so he wouldn’t crush her. Looking into her beautiful eyes, he saw the passion, and he took her mouth in a wild, wet kiss that held nothing back. He continued to kiss her again and again while his hands caressed her. When she moved restlessly beneath him, he slowly moved down her body, kissing her full breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth. She arched up and moaned. She was so responsive to his touch. He slid the palm of his hand between her thighs. His fingers teased and tormented until she was begging for release.
“Please. Aiden, please,” she panted.
He slid lower, kissing her silky thighs, then moved between them. He knew the second she came apart. She arched up, clinging to his shoulders and crying his name.
The tremors of her release took Cordie by surprise. Squeezing her eyes shut, she let the waves of pleasure pour over her.
“I like the way you taste.” He had only gotten started driving her out of her mind. Twice more she climaxed before his control shattered. “I need to be inside you.”
“Not yet,” she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion.
She pushed him onto his back and began to drive him wild. She bit his earlobe, smiling when he grunted in reaction. She kissed every inch of his chest, and when she moved down to take him into her mouth, he moaned. He couldn’t wait any longer to be inside her. He grabbed a condom from a drawer, and when he was ready, he rolled her onto her back and once again covered her. He wasn’t gentle with her, but she didn’t want him to be. He slid his arms under her thighs and thrust deep inside. He exhaled a satisfied moan and wanted to slam into her again and again but forced himself to stay still.
“Are you okay?” he asked as he kissed a path down the side of her neck.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Oh yes,” she said as she lifted her legs and squeezed him.
The sensation was so intense he almost climaxed then and there. He began to move slowly at first and then faster, thrusting deep each time. He could feel her tightening around him.
Surges of ecstasy ripped through Cordie. She couldn’t stop the orgasm. Clinging to him, she felt a rush she had never felt before, and it seemed to go on and on in waves.
Her climax triggered his. It was unlike anything Aiden had ever experienced, and it was incredible. He sank deeper and let out a consuming sigh.
He couldn’t move for long minutes. They were both panting. His body was covered with the gleam of perspiration. Making love to Cordelia had taken all he had to give. And then some. He didn’t have to wonder how long it would take for him to want her again. He was already thinking about it.
Aiden didn’t give her any lovey-dovey words of praise, but Cordie didn’t expect that he would. He leaned up on his elbows, kissed her long and thoroughly, then rolled out of bed and went into his bathroom. Aiden was just being Aiden, she reminded herself. Abrupt and in control. She wasn’t sure what to do. He wouldn’t tell her to leave his bed, but he might not expect her to sleep with him either.
She didn’t want it to be awkward. She got out of bed, grabbed her robe, and went back to her bedroom. Her heart was racing. Having sex with Aiden might just kill her if she kept it up. The idea of it made her smile. What a way to go.
After getting ready for bed, she slipped under the sheets, flipped the light off, and closed her eyes, but sleep eluded her. After several minutes of tossing and turning, she heard a phone ring. Another call for Aiden, she guessed.
It took a while, but she finally relaxed. She was just about to drift off when she heard a sound beside her bed. She opened her eyes and saw Aiden in the dim light. He dropped something on the bedside table, pulled the covers back, and lay down next to her. He reached for her and kissed the side of her neck. Cordie glanced over his shoulder to see a package of condoms lying on the table.
“Should I be afraid?” she asked, laughing. He responded by pushing her onto her back and rolling on top of her. “What are you doing?”
She could hear a smile in his voice as he replied. “I told you I like to be on top.”
FOURTEEN
Cordie woke up alone. She opened one eye to look at the clock. It was already ten. She wasn’t used to sleeping this late, but then she wasn’t used to having mind-blowing sex most of the night with an insatiable man. Admittedly, she wasn’t used to having sex all night with any man, and she had the sore muscles to prove it.
She groaned getting out of bed. She needed to work out more, she decided. Yeah, right. Who was she kidding? She needed to start working out so she could get in better shape. How did one get physically fit for sex?
She glanced down at the indentation on Aiden’s pillow. It must have been almost dawn when she had fallen asleep in his arms, and she hadn’t heard him get up. She listened for any sound coming from the suite but heard nothing. The memory of their night together played out in her mind, and her face grew warm just thinking about it. Never in her life had she been so uninhibited. Never had she felt such passion, such total ecstasy. Aiden was an amazing lover, gentle and giving, yet demanding. She smiled for just a second remembering, but her smile quickly disappeared as reality set in.
Oh God, what had she done? In one night her entire plan for getting away from Aiden had gone up in smoke. Granted, it was an incredible and euphoric night, but it changed everything. Or did it? What was last night? She sat on the edge of the bed and pondered her situation. Was it a one-night stand? Two people giving in to their desires? Maybe. They were both adults, after all, and it was totally natural under the circumstances for them to be drawn to each other.