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  Besides her breaths, the only sound came from the foil packet tearing. I rolled the rubber on and lowered my head between her legs. My fingers massaged her bare lips parting them with my thumbs as I stroked her with my tongue before plunging it in her tasting every inch I could get my mouth on.

  “Yes!” She exclaimed. My tongue worked her sensitive nub as I slid first one and then two fingers into her wet channel.

  Just as she clenched, I removed my fingers. Her frustrated whimper turned into a delighted squeal when I grabbed her hands, anchored them above her head, and drilled into her.

  Tight warmth surrounded me, and I slowly shifted back and forth while she matched my movements. When I felt her pussy pulse, my own release traveled from the bottom of my spine to my cock. Since this was going to end sooner than I wanted it to, I pulled out until only my tip remained inside her.

  “No! Don’t stop.” She implored me to keep going, her eyes clenched shut.

  “Ali.” I waited until she met my gaze. “You’re beautiful. I want to watch you come. I want to know that I’m responsible for you falling apart around me. Understand?”

  She gently nodded before saying, “Yes.”

  I picked up my pace, rolling my hips and hitting her g-spot with each thrust. My balls tightened at feeling her throbbing heat surrounding me. Tightening my fingers between hers, I pumped harder and reached my pinnacle.

  “Fuck, Ali!” Her hips bucked meeting my thrusts as we came together. Once I was completely empty, I lowered my head to hers and ravished her mouth.

  “Aiden..." Pulling away, she gasped for air. “That was amazing.”

  “That was perfect.” She was perfect. I raised myself on my elbows as I looked down at her. “I’ll be back.”

  As I made my way to my bathroom to dispose of the condom my heart raced thinking about this entire night. There was no way I could accept Chloe’s money and needed to give back what she paid me to do. Ali would think I was only with her for the cash and although that may have been why this started, it wasn’t why it continued. I never would have taken it if I’d known that it was Ali that Chloe wanted me to pay attention to.

  I cleaned up and splashed water on my face before grabbing a towel for her. Covered in the sheet, her head lay sweetly on my pillow. When I lowered the sheet and gently swiped the towel between her legs, her smile took my breath away. Needing to be touching her again, I tossed the washcloth on the floor and climbed into bed drawing her into my arms.

  “Do you want me to leave?” She twisted her head to look at me.

  “No... stay.” For some reason, the thought of her leaving wasn’t an option. This wasn’t my norm. In the past, I had no issue with a woman I fucked leaving shortly after.

  Uncharacteristically, I rolled her to her side so we were spooning. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it through the night without taking her again, but as her breathing began to even out, I knew she’d fallen asleep.

  Tomorrow. I’d have her again then.

  Chapter 8

  Tomorrow turned into the next day, and the next, and the next. Having Ali spending that first night with her wrapped in my arms, somehow released a new version of me... one I had never met in my twenty-something years on this planet. No one had.

  Never had I cared what another person thought before... that was obvious in my choice of profession. Nor have I ever wanted someone to know me inside and out. There was just something about Ali that made me want to split my chest open for her and let every emotion she evoked come pouring out.

  None of it made sense. Yet, it felt real to me. And it had little to do with the sex, although that was the best I’d ever had. It made me wonder if caring for another person supplied the missing ingredient to have it go from great sex to phenomenal sex.

  It was more than the physical satisfaction that she spurred within me. It was hearing her laugh or catching her biting on that lip nervously. It was wanting to hear about her day and telling her about mine.

  For two weeks, I woke thinking of Ali... and I fell asleep thinking of Ali. Whether she was beside me, which happened often in the time we’d been together or if we were apart, she consumed my mind.

  The time with her also had me realize I was ashamed of the lucrative business I created in my spare room. During those fourteen days, I only scheduled legit massages. I hadn’t performed any of the ala carte menu options that more than half my client list came to expect. In fact, I canceled those appointments altogether with the simple explanation, I no longer engaged in the business of happy endings.

  It took just two days for Derek to call me out on the obvious decrease in female clientele. I went ahead and confessed that I wasn’t feeling it anymore, even admitting being with Ali had all to do with it. His only question, what if it didn’t work out?

  I knew there weren’t any guarantees in life. The possibility of Ali disappearing as quickly as she appeared was as real as my constant state of arousal when around her. Regardless, that was a risk I was willing to take.

  Seemed ridiculous even to me—the whole love at first sight shit that romantics swore by. But there I was, falling for a woman and knowing it all began with that first glance the night we met her and her friend, Shelly, at the bar. I had to wonder if it weren’t for Chloe, would this be happening. And if I were to go one further, if it weren’t for my side business I never would have met Chloe. So really, how could I regret engaging in all the debauchery when it ultimately led me to Ali? Having said that, however, I knew she wouldn’t feel the same. If things did work out between us, I made a personal vow that I’d be honest with her regarding anything about me or my life... except that I was paid for sex. That lie of omission was an absolute necessity.

  I pulled in front of the hospital and illegally parked. A few minutes later, she came through the doors, spotted my car, and headed for me with that gorgeous smile that made me stupid.

  “Hi,” she said, sliding into the passenger seat. Before even greeting her, I leaned closer and took her mouth in a heated kiss.

  Once satisfied, only then did I respond, “Hi.”

  “Where are we going?”

  “You’ll see,” I teased, pulling my car out onto the road. “First we’ll stop at your place so you can get changed out of your scrubs.” The list of places I wanted to take her to grew daily, but being a huge Cubs fan put a game at Wrigley on the top of my list. “Where we’re going is more jeans and..." I reached into the back seat to snatch a bag and handed it to her. “This kind of place.”

  I could feel her gaze on my profile before she reached in and pulled out a new jersey. “Would now not be a good time to tell you I’m a Sox fan?” No. When I cut my eyes to her, wondering how I’d make it work dating a Sox fan, an electric smile spread. “Just kidding.”

  “Oh, thank God. You scared me.”

  An adorable giggle floated toward me. “Would that be a deal breaker?”

  “No. I’d just have to deal with it.” I coasted to a stop at the red light and twisted to face her. “Nothing you could say, do, feel, or like would be a deal breaker, Ali.” Thrusting my hand into her silky hair, I held the back of her head and leaned closer. “I’m so into you... it scares me.”

  My eyes focused on hers before I slid my gaze down to her lips. As they lifted into a contented smile I pressed mine against them, loving how pliable they felt, how sweet they tasted. A loud annoying honk forced us apart. “Light’s green,” she said.

  “To be continued.”

  I UNLOCKED MY APARTMENT door while she was still grinning. That gorgeous smile of hers didn’t falter all afternoon. I knew taking her to that Cubs game was a great idea.

  The spectacular weather and the star-filled sky created the perfect setting for a casual date. But the constant touching, heated glances, and thoughts of what would come later gave new meaning to the seventh-inning stretch.

  “I can’t believe you caught that ball.” She dropped her bag on the side table before coming to stand before me.

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bsp; An idea popped into my head, and I grabbed a black marker to inscribe it with our initials and today’s date. When I handed it to her, the expression on her face became serious. “That’s so sweet, thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. Now you’ll always remember our first date.”

  “And the tonguing you gave me for the entire stadium to see on the jumbotron,” she teased.

  “You’re lucky I didn’t do worse,” I teased back with a wink. The ball landed at my foot with a thud when I pulled her into my arms. “But no way would I allow drunk Cubs fan to ogle you as I fucked you.”

  “Why not?” The look on her face meant she was completely serious. But the thought of sharing her with anyone, even if they were only spectating, caused an irrational surge of jealousy. Unaware of a sudden shift in my mood, she snuggled closer and added, “It’s always been something that intrigued me.”

  Well, fuck.

  On one hand, having her in the way I had so many others made me harder than stone. On the other, no... just no. She. Was. Mine.

  I wasn’t prepared to have this conversation, not with my cock growing behind the zipper of my jeans. In an attempt to deflect her line of thinking, in one fell swoop, I threw her over my shoulder. “Yeah, well. You’ll have to deal with me and my cock right now. I’ll set you straight on your other ideas another time.”

  While hanging upside down, she giggled against my lower back. “Is that a threat?”

  “It’s a promise,” I said, dropping her ceremoniously onto the center of my bed. Christ, this woman continued to challenge me. If my blazing gaze left any doubt on what I was about to do to her, removing my clothing piece by piece until I stood bare and hard would drive my intentions.

  She followed my lead, taking off everything she wore, pure lust in her eyes, her teeth scoring her bottom lip. Once she was naked and waiting, tiny beads of sweat had formed along my neck.

  Standing at the foot of my bed, I stared at her gorgeous body. When she glanced up at me, an innocence flashed in her eyes that needed to be tested. “Spread your legs wider, Ali.” Her pink tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth before it vanished. Just as I was about to repeat myself, she did as I had asked.

  Looking at her wet pussy as her hands gripped the sheet below her, I voiced my next instruction. “Touch yourself. I want to see your fingers disappear into your sweet cunt.”

  Without hesitation, she complied taking my already hard cock to a state where I could drive nails into concrete. Ali let out a moan as her fingers pumped in and out of her. With each stroke more of her juices leaked out.

  “Keep going, Ali.” Her eyes clamped closed when she followed my demand. “No way, look at me.” When they slid back opened, I said, “I want you to add another finger and fuck yourself.” I stroked my cock at the same pace she used. “Goddamn. You’re fucking hot.” When the nipples on her tits hardened, I knew my girl knew how to get herself off. “Use your other hand and pinch your nipples. Tug on them, pretend it’s my teeth nipping at you.”

  Watching her was fucking torture. Between her fingers on her right hand pumping in and out of her pussy, her left ones squeezing her tits, I almost came in a rush. Needing to be inside of her, I moved forward, removing her hand from her cunt and licked off her fingers.

  I snagged a condom, rolled it on, and joined her on my bed. Grabbing the back of her calves, I pushed her legs until her knees were next to her ears opening her up wider than she’d been. Without pause, I corkscrewed into her using my hips to increase the friction against her sweet spot.

  “Fuck, you feel fantastic. So goddamn tight. You’re like a vise on my cock, and I can’t get enough of you.”

  Her nails scored the skin on my back increasing my rhythm. Our bodies slapped together, my hands moved to the mattress while still using my arms to keep her in the vulnerable position. It would only take a slight shift to fuck her in the ass, but tonight wasn’t the night for that.

  Thoughts of getting Ali in my massage room full of toys and lubes almost stole my focus. But her carnal moans kept me on my mission to make her scream my name while she came with abandon.

  Giving me what I wanted, she called out, “Aiden,” just as I felt her tight pussy pulse against my hardened shaft as she milked every drop from me. When our eyes met, an electric current continued to zip between us even as our bodies relaxed. Softly, I placed a kiss on her lips, its tenderness contradicting the way I fucked her.

  “You’re gorgeous, Ali,” I said, tucking a few stray hairs behind her ear.

  “Thank you. I think you’re not too shabby to look at either. Plus, has anyone ever told you, how good you are in bed?”

  “Baby, you haven’t seen anything yet. One day..." I moved my hand down and gripped her ass cheek. “I’m going to fuck every inch of you. Not only your mouth and pussy but your ass as well.”

  Her eyes widened. “I’ve never..."

  “Don’t go shy on me now. Trust me, it’ll be the best orgasm of your life. But, we have time for that. Now, you should get some sleep.” I pulled out of her, walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom before returning to bed.

  Ali didn’t hesitate to shift her naked body against mine. I wrapped my arms around her pulling her back to my chest. “Sweet dreams, Ali.”

  “Thanks for a great day, Aiden... and greater night.”

  “Believe me, the pleasure was all mine.”

  Chapter 9

  Knocking woke me out of a sound sleep. My legs were intertwined with Ali’s. I glanced at the clock and it was nine a.m. Who could it be at that hour? Shit. I wonder if Derek forgot his key. Ali shifted as I got out of bed. I tossed on my sweats and made my way to the door.

  Derek’s bedroom door was open. When I peered in, his bed hadn’t been slept in, so he must have had a great night too. I opened the door expecting to find him in the hallway, but it was Chloe. Fuck!

  She walked in before I could stop her. “Chloe, we need to talk.”

  “Sweetie, I’ve been trying to reach you for weeks. Where have you been?”

  “I’ve been really busy, and I no longer..."

  “You were so good to Ali that night at the benefit,” she interrupted “Did you see how happy you made her?” Reaching in her purse, she pulled out a stack of bills.

  “I can’t take that Chloe.” When her brows rose in surprise, I knew she finally heard me. “I really like Ali, and I don’t want to get paid for being with her.”

  “Nonsense, a deal is a deal,” she insisted. I glanced back to my bedroom door making sure Ali hadn’t come out before I made my way to the small desk to get the five hundred dollars she overpaid me.

  “Take this back. I don’t want anything more than what you paid me for the massage rate. You really need to leave and should’ve called me first.”

  “I texted you and told you I was on my way over to pay you for taking care of Ali.”

  Shit. My heart rate picked up. “Well, she’s here and I don’t want her to know about this.”

  “So, you two are..." She stopped to wag a polished pink nail back and forth. “Together?”

  “Yes. I really care about her, and I don’t want her to know about our arrangement especially since it’s null and void.”

  “That’s great, Aiden. Is that why you canceled my last few appointments?”

  “Yes. I haven’t done that since the night of the benefit. From now on, massages... no more sex. I’m done catering to the married and horny.”

  “I’m sorry to hear that but I’m very happy for Ali. A lot of women will be disappointed,” she said with a shrug. “You’ll be losing a lot of business, Aiden.”

  “I don’t care.” I maneuvered her toward the door. “Sorry, Chloe.”

  Before she could say another word, I gently pushed her out and closed the door. And then... I heard the floor creak behind me.

  Fuck.

  Pivoting, there was Ali dressed in only the Cubs jersey from yesterday and nothing else. The sight of her caused my cock to immed
iately come to life. But the look on her face as she clutched my cell phone to her chest, her watery eyes shimmering against the sullen expression, doused my hard-on like a bucket of ice water.

  Dammit!

  “You’re an escort?” she asked, just above a whisper.

  “No. I’m not.”

  “Don’t lie to me, Aiden.” She walked up to me and looked down at my cell phone. I glanced at it and saw she was reading a text. “How much?” I swallowed hard but remained silent. With a jerk of her wrist, she flipped the phone so the screen faced me. Although she was feet away from me, I assumed what the text said. “How much did she have to pay you to fuck me?” She shook her head. “You know what? Don’t tell me. I’m such an idiot. Here I thought you were being genuine, but you're anything but. I’m all for pushing the envelope, but your little deal with Chloe was nothing more than a pity fuck. You lied. You took what you wanted without a second thought and the both of you humiliated me in the process.”

  She blinked and when her lids raised her beautiful eyes were devoid of emotion. I’d never felt so uneasy and helpless. I knew this was a bad idea from the start. Ali calmly handed me my cell phone which was more terrifying than if she would have thrown it at me. I watched defenseless as she threw on the rest of her clothes, grabbed her purse off the sofa, and headed toward the door.

  I was sure the way my heart beat wildly in my chest it could crack my ribs one by one. Letting her go was not an option right now, and pathetically, I stood in front of the door to block her exit.

  “Ali, please wait.”

  “No, we’re done here.” Her too calm voice continued to freak the shit out of me.

  “It’s not like that. You don’t understand. I told her I didn’t want the money.” I reached out to touch her but she tilted her body out of my reach.

  “Please, move so I can leave.” She stood steadfast in her request.