PART 2 – CHAPTER 118
Aiden stepped forward, his presence overwhelming as he brushed his knuckles across my exposed upper arm. The touch. sent a jolt through me, igniting a fire I had desperately tried to ignore. “That sound you just made,” he confessed, his voice low, “I want to hear it over and over.”
My mouth went dry, and my heart hammered in my chest, warning bells ringing in my head. I needed to get out of here. I needed to remind myself that I was with Luke and loved him.
But for some reason, my body wouldn’t listen. I was trapped in this moment–a moment that was dangerous, too dangerous. Aiden was dangerous.
Crawling back to reality, I finally breathed Aiden’s name in an attempt to stop him, but it came out as a gasp. The air between us felt thick with tension, and I could feel his gaze piercing through the confusion swirling in my mind.
He traced his thumb over my lower lip, and my breath hitched. “I want to hear you say my name just like that while I bury myself inside of you, Fuck you probably feel so good,” he murmured, his face inches from mine. His words were so crude, but my body wanted to respond to them for some reason. I could feel his warm breath against my skin, and everything within me screamed for clarity while my body betrayed me, wanting to lear in closer.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated on the counter, pulling me from my daze.
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Reality crashed back in.
Shit, what was I doing? I was here with Aiden, and I loved Luke. The thought of him wrapped around me like a lifeline, but I was standing here, shaking with something I couldn’t deny. I wanted to clench my thighs for some friction.
“You need to move. This isn’t happening,” I stammered, trying to slip past him, but he caught my arm, pulling me back.
“This isn’t my imagination, Jess. You feel it, too. I know you do,” he urged, his voice intense. “The effect you have on me is obvious. Stop lying to yourself. I have the same effect on you.” Aiden looked down, and so did I. There it was, clear as day, He was only wearing a thin piece of material that was made to look like the leather skirt from the Movie Troy.
It wasn’t the skirt I noticed, though; it was Aiden’s hard, erect cock that was between us.
I shook my head. “No. No, you don’t. We will never be anything more than friends, Aiden. If that even…”
But I couldn’t finish the sentence. His eyes darkened.
“You’re wrong,” Aiden said.
“I can feel the pull between us, how you look at me when you think I’m not paying attention. You can try to fight this, but you can’t deny what’s happening right now. I bet if I put my hand between your thighs, you are dripping wet, aren’t you?” Aiden moved forward again, and for a split second, I thought he would do it; maybe a part of me wanted him to, but he stopped.
“I can’t…” I whispered, half–heartedly pushing against him, but it
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felt more like an invitation than a rejection. Everything about this was wrong, but it was so achingly right, too.
“Jess,” he said my name like a prayer, and I could almost taste the inevitability of what was brewing.
Then, just as I feared I might give in, I felt a flicker in my pocket -a notification pinging through the silence.
It was a lifeline, a reminder of my reality. I pulled away and gripped the handle just as Luke leaned in to kiss me. I stopped him just in time, “Wait. We can’t… we shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Then stop me,” he challenged me. “If this is wrong, then you need to tell me. But if you feel it too, Jess–if you want this then show me. Fuck, I want this.”
I stared into his eyes, the heat of the moment pressing in on me. from all sides. My mind screamed for me to think of Luke, but my body was suddenly alive in ways I had never experienced before–alive and horrified by the realization that Aiden was right.
“I… Fine. You want the truth. Yeah, my body seems to want you. But me – me in control of this body doesn’t,” I admitted, forcing myself to square my shoulder.
“Keep lying to yourself, Jess. This–is, we are inevitable,” Aiden mirked and reached behind me to open the bathroom door.
As I stood there, caught in the storm of emotions, I knew deep inside that I was one moment away from teetering into a place I’d never intended to go. And for the first time, a part of me was tempted to let go and see where it would take me.
