Save the Date (Modern Arrangements, #1)

"It’s…it’s fine." I said quickly and, before I got in a chance to change the subject, she continued to pressure.

"Oh, it’s just fine? Well, then maybe he doesn’t have his uncle in him…though, I do love it when his uncle is in me." She giggled wildly at her own joke. I couldn’t help but burst into more laughter.

Tears were streaming down our cheeks and loud cackles were pouring from our mouths as Liam entered the room.

"What’s so funny?" Both of our heads shot over to Liam, who was leaning against the doorframe with a raised eyebrow. I looked at Viola the same time she looked at me and we burst into more hysterics. "You know what, I don’t think I want to know." Liam chuckled and shook his head as he headed to the kitchen.

Quickly after Liam arrived home I excused myself and said goodnight, though I was still randomly giggling on the drive home.

I walked into the door and was greeted by Jay, who took my coat.

"Good evening, Jay," a little intoxication laced my words.

He grinned knowingly.

"Good evening, Mrs. Iverson. I take it you had a pleasurable evening with Ms. Viola?" I could see him biting back his laughter.

I slapped his shoulder roughly.

"You could say that," I giggled and headed toward the stairs.

"Mr. Iverson is in his study," Jay shouted after me.

As I climbed the stairs, I shouted back over my shoulder, "Thanks Jay, but I think I need a shower and to go to bed." My unexpected hiccup seemed to accentuate my need to go to bed. I heard Jay chuckling lightly as I continued up the stairs.

After my shower I felt cleaner, but dizzier. Damn Viola and that second bottle of wine!

Stumbling, I exited the bathroom and completely missed seeing Aidan. Wrapped in only a towel, I headed toward my oversized closet.

Bent over my built in dresser, I looked for a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, trying not to topple over. Two arms wrapped around my waist. I jumped, causing me to grab the dresser with both hands and my towel to loosen and slip from my body.

"Hello," he sounded smug. I huffed and tried to wrap my towel around me tightly.

"Will you stop scaring me, shit!" I yelled over my shoulder. He placed an open mouthed kiss on my shoulder.

He shook his head.

"It’s so much fun, though," he whined out.

I nudged him with my elbow. "I need to get dressed and to bed."

"Hmmm…I agree with getting you to bed." He lifted me quickly into bridal position and carried me toward the bed.

"My clothes," I whined and reached to grab my shorts, but missed.

"You won’t need them," he growled and laid me on the bed. His hands grasped my towel and pulled it away from my body, tossing it to the floor.

"Mmm…you’re gorgeous," he growled and leaned over my body, looking me over until he could press his lips to mine. "I’ve missed you," he mumbled against lips.

He claimed my mouth and my tongue so quickly, I couldn’t respond. His hands were sliding around my damp skin as he was pressing his body against mine. I could feel the buttons of his white dress shirt against my stomach. I could also feel the hardness between his legs against my thigh as he pressed against me.

My hands slipped over his chest and I unbuttoned his shirt before sliding it off his shoulders. He pulled his white t-shirt over his head and tossed it while I worked on his belt and pants. Soon he was as naked as I was. He wasted no time claiming my nipple with his mouth as his fingers slid there way between my thighs.

Slipping two fingers deep into me, he groaned against my nipple.

"You’re so ready." He shifted his position, moved his body between my legs and slid into me with a grunt.

"Oh…uh...shit," escaped my lips as he fully filled me. Aidan stayed still, his hands firmly grasping my shoulders. It was driving me to madness, so I pushed my hips forward.

"Unghh…don’t move," he growled against my collarbone. I whined. "Give me a minute," he chuckled and the vibration of it only caused me to want him more. "You feel too damn good, I won’t last." I could feel him trying to regulate his breathing.

I ran my fingers through his hair and then fisted it when he moaned.

"Not helping." I pulled on his head until I could press my lips to his, slowly gliding my tongue across his lips. Our mouths began their seductive dance as his hips slowly started to move.

Unable to take it any longer, I flipped him onto his back. Continuing my attack on his mouth, I began to raise and lower my hips onto him. He pressed his head back into the bed and when his chin lifted, I moved my mouth over his strong jaw until I could claim his earlobe in my mouth and suck on it.

Aidan grabbed my hips, trying to still my movements, but I continued to slowly move up and down on him until I couldn’t take it any longer.

Pressing my hands flat against his chest, I pushed to sit upright and began to move my hips quick enough that I was almost bouncing on top of him. His hands moved from my hips to my nipples, where he rolled the hardened tips through his fingers.

Once he was close, his hands again came back to my hips and dug into my flesh.

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