Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 255

Aiden's POV

She shivered in my arms, her fingers digging gently into my shoulders. "Then have me," she answered, her voice a sultry invitation that made my blood run hot.

I didn't need to be told twice. In one fluid motion, I shifted her in my arms, laying her back against the couch cushions. Her hair fanned out beneath her, those eyes looking up at me with desire that matched my own.

My mouth found hers again, but this kiss was different—hungrier, more demanding. My tongue slipped past her lips, tasting her, claiming her. She moaned softly, the sound vibrating against my mouth as her hands slid beneath my shirt.

"You're overdressed," she murmured between kisses, tugging at my button-down with surprising impatience.

I chuckled, sitting back on my heels to work my way through the buttons. "Someone's eager."

"Someone's been thinking about this all day," she countered, her eyes never leaving my hands as I revealed more skin.

The shirt dropped to the floor beside the couch. Her fingers immediately traced the contours of my chest, my abdomen, sending shockwaves of pleasure everywhere she touched.

"Your turn," I said, voice rough with desire as I reached for the hem of her blouse.

She lifted her arms obligingly, allowing me to pull it over her head. The delicate lace of her bra barely concealed her breasts, already straining against the fabric, nipples visibly hard beneath the thin material.

"God, you're beautiful," I breathed, lowering my mouth to her collarbone, trailing kisses down to the swell of her breasts.

Her back arched off the couch. "Aiden," she gasped, "please..."

I reached behind her, unclasping her bra with practiced ease. As it fell away, I took a moment to simply look at her—flushed, half-naked, wanting.

"Stop staring," she whispered, a hint of that adorable shyness returning.

"Never," I replied, lowering my head to take one perfect nipple into my mouth.

Her cry of pleasure was everything. I swirled my tongue around the sensitive bud, sucking gently as my hand caressed her other breast. Her hips began to move restlessly beneath me, seeking friction.

"Patience," I murmured against her skin, trailing kisses down her stomach as my hands worked at the button of her jeans.

"Easy for you to say," she panted, lifting her hips to help me slide the denim down her legs.

I hooked my fingers into her panties, drawing them down at the same time. The scent of her arousal hit me, making my already painful erection throb against the confines of my pants.

"These need to go," she insisted, reaching for my belt with determination.

I let her work, enjoying the concentration on her face as she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. Her hand slipped inside, finding me hard and ready.

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