Love Novel 43

Aiden’s lips brush over my cheek and he leans in closer, moving his lips against mine.
I moan, throwing my head back so his lips are on my neck instead.
“Faster, Aiden.”
He licks at my skin, his fingers quickening around my clit. “You’re so wet.”
I nod, panting. “Your fingers feel so good.”
The fabric of his jeans is pressed against the back of my thigh. My leg is draped over his waist, while my other leg lays flat
on the bed. He’s fully clothed, but I’m naked, my skin flushing red and prickling as he plays with my clit.
My toes curl.
Fuck, it feels good.
I let him touch me, let myself sink into it, even though a part of me is still tangled in knots, wondering what he’s hiding
about Zaid. Aiden, for all his flaws, has been my one steady friend, aside from Nikki. And I’d do anything to avoid being
home right now, with my mom’s nonstop wedding planning and the wedding just three days away.
Still, there’s a wall between us that we both know is there, yet neither of us talks about.
But when we kiss?
When he touches me?
When I turn wet between my legs?
I can ignore that. I can pretend things are simple.
And right now, that’s what I want: a simple moment. For once, I just want simple. I want easy; I want to feel good.
His breath fans my neck, sending a rush down my spine.
He presses his fingers to my entrance, leaving my clit and I immediately feel the loss of the friction.
“Aiden,” I moan, complaining.
He chuckles, deep, and shifts away. He keeps his fingers inside me and I watch him with hooded eyes as he slides down
the bed and settles between my legs.
Anticipation runs through me.
Aiden has never eaten me out, and it’s part of the reason why I’ve never sucked his cock, even though I have been
curious about his taste. He quirks an eyebrow and keeps his eyes on me, and smiles before sicking my clit between his
teeth.
I gasp and my legs begin to tremble.
His tongue plays with my clit and his fingers thrust in and out of me.
Pleasure runs through me, coiling in my stomach until I’m struggling to breathe.
“Aiden.”
He moans against my clit.
“Fuck, Aiden, I’m coming.”
He quickens his pace, and I reach my breaking point, my body convulsing as he continues to play with me.
“Aiden.” I reach for his head, pulling at his hair, begging for him to stop.
It’s too much, and I’m so sensitive, but he doesn’t stop. My orgasm washes through me and I lose my breath as a second
one builds up and immediately follows.
I scream.
We’re alone in his house, no one’s here, so I let it myself be loud.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I whisper quickly, burying my fingers in his scalp.
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Aiden finally pulls away, kissing my inner thigh. “Fucking love your pussy.”
I laugh, letting my head fall back on the bed. “That was…that was incredible.”
He stands and then hovers over me, planting his hands beside my head. I grab onto his arm, kissing his wrist as I smile up
at him.
He drops a few inches and rests his forehead against mine, his eyes soft.
I take in his warmth, reveling in his touch.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening echoes through the house, cutting through our quiet. Aiden’s expression shifts,
and he straightens, his body leaving mine as he stands up. “Who is that?”
I frown, knowing it is too early for Jake to be home. I get up and dress quickly before we walk downstairs.
The second we reach the landing, I see them: my mom, Jake, and… Zaid.
He’s standing there, suitcases beside him. His gaze lingering on me for a beat longer than it should and my throat
instantly dries.
I forgot what it feels like to be eaten alive by those dark eyes of his.
I press my legs together, my orgasms still fress on my clit.
“Alina,” He whispers, tilting his head.
Aiden’s posture changes, his jaw tight as he watches his brother step inside. And Jake, well, his eyes immediately find
mine, that intense stare making me feel as if he can see every thought in my head. He looks between the three of us as if
he knows something I don’t.
Which doesn’t surprise me.
Whatever secret Aiden and Zaid are keeping; Jake is too.
I force myself to look away, my pulse quickening.
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“I didn’t know you would be back today,” Aiden forces out.
My mother waves a hand. “Oh, the wedding is in three days, Aiden. How close do you think we could have pushed it?”
Jake nods at Zaid. “Get your bags to your room. We’re all having dinner together. I’m having chef prepare something for
us.”
“Do we have to?” Aiden lifts an eyebrow.
Jake glares at him. “Yes.”
“We’re not fooling anyone,” Aiden raises his voice. “You can want to pretend that we are some happy family coming
together, but we all know this is bullshit.”
My mother gasps, covering her mouth, and it makes me roll my eyes. I don’t know who she’s trying to fool, but
something tells me she hasn’t shown Jake her truly horrible side.
Zaid has his eyes on me, a slow smirk lifting his lips. I have to use my entire brain to keep my gaze away from him. It
doesn’t work. My eyes find him now and then.
“I want your attitude changed before we sit down to eat,” Jake says, grabbing my mother’s hand as they walk into the
house.
Zaid stuffs his hands into his pocket. “Are you jealous dad will not have enough time for you?”
Aiden sneers. “Fuck you.”
I frown, tilting my head at Zaid. “It’s not the marriage we’re against.”
“Wait, you’re against this, too?”
He looks surprised, and Aiden and I look at each other. Aiden looks smug, like he’s proud to know something his brother
doesn’t.
I sigh, looking at Zaid. “Diana is my mother.”
Zaid’s eyes widen.