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Oh no?
No. He shook his head and bent his mouth so that he was kissing my toes. I have
to admit that I was sitting on the edge of my seat. This was even more exciting than I d
anticipated. And then he took my big toe in his mouth and starting sucking on it and my
panties immediately grew wet. I could feel an ache in my pussy as he sucked every single
one of my toes, his eyes never leaving mine. The feelings of desire in my body had
multiplied, and I felt like my body was made of jelly. Are you feeling better now? he said
with a smug smile and stood up.
Uh, yeah. I nodded. Now about that wine?
Should you really be drinking? he asked softly.
I had a glass of wine at the restaurant.
Yes, but do you really need a second?
Uhm, you offered.
I just want you to be completely with me tonight.
I am with you, I said, my voice catching. Oh, my God, he s going to ask me to be
his sub.
I m just teasing. He laughed. I know you and Liv seem to think I m a bossy-
boots.
We don t just think. We know. You re very bossy.
Yet you re still here with me.
Yes, I am. I nodded. Now go and get me my wine.
Now who s bossy? He laughed, got up and walked away. Stay there. I ll be right
back.
Okay, I called out and looked around his living room. Aiden s apartment was
absolutely huge. He d moved in a few months ago, and I hadn t realized that it was so
luxurious. The floors were a white Carrara marble and warm below my feet as I walked
around. There was a huge white shag rug in front of his black leather couch and his coffee
table was all glass. There was a large expanse of windows overlooking the city, and I
stared at all of the lights and cars before walking over to his massive bookshelves that
took up an entire wall on the left of the room.
See anything you d like to read? he asked as he walked back into the room with a
bottle of wine and two glasses.
What do you recommend? I asked and watched as he placed the bottle and glasses
on the table and walked back over to me.
Anything by Vonnegut, he said and picked up a book called Slaughterhouse-Five.
And if you haven t yet read Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury, you re missing out.
Oh, okay. I looked at the covers and smiled weakly. They didn t look like books I
would be interested in reading.
What do you like to read? he asked softly as he gazed at my face with a small
smile.
Mainly romance, I said honestly. I like some contemporary literature as well.
Romance? He grinned. Do you mean books with Fabio covers and lots of
swooning women begging to be taken?
This isn t the 1980s. I laughed. Fabio is no longer on the covers, and the women
aren t begging for anything. I stared into his eyes and licked my lips slowly. In the books
I read, the women are domineering and taking what they want. In the books I read, the
men are begging them to give them a chance.
So, fiction, then? He laughed and I shook my head.
Not necessarily. I turned away from him and looked at his bookshelf. I saw a
hardback copy of the Kama Sutra and pulled it down. Nice, I said with a grin as I opened
it and stared at pictures of a couple in different sexual positions.
An ex got it for me, he said with a smile, and I immediately put the book back. A
surge of jealousy spread through me at the thought of him and another woman trying out
the moves in the book.
I m joking, Alice. His hand rubbed my lower back. Scott bought it for me when I
was twenty-one.
Oh, funny. Suddenly, I felt cheerful again. What s this? I picked up a smaller
black book with the title The Marquis De Sade.
It s a biography on the Marquis.
Oh, are you interested in him, then?
Do you mean am I interested in sadomasochism? he asked in a light tone, and I
nodded.
No. He shook his head. Don t get me wrong, I can do a little candle wax, but that s
as far as I m willing to push it.
Ooh, okay.
Bondage and Dominance is another story, though. He winked at me and my jaw
dropped as he walked back over to the coffee table and opened the bottle of wine. Here
you go. He handed me a glass of red wine and I took a large gulp as my heart was racing
and I wasn t sure I was going to be able to keep my hands off of him for much longer.
Thank you, I said and watched as he took a small sip of his wine.
Music? he asked and walked over to his TV stand and pulled out his phone. What
would you like to listen to?
Garth Brooks, please. I smiled at him sweetly, and he laughed.
Sure, he said, and I looked at him in surprise as he placed his phone on his iPhone
dock and the strumming of guitar strings boomed out from his speakers. I felt my body
react in shock when I heard Garth s voice crooning into the room as his hit song Friend s
in Low Places played.
You actually own a Garth Brooks song?
Why, of course. He winked at me and moved closer towards me. Would you like
to dance?
To this? I was shocked once again.
You don t think I can hoedown?
No, I laughed.
Well, you re wrong. He handed me his glass and started moving back and forth. I
watched as he danced to the song, and my jaw dropped as he did a spin around.
Oh my God, Aiden Taylor, you surprise me every single day. I laughed.
Put the glasses down. He grabbed them from me and placed them on the table and
then grabbed my hands and started moving with me around the room. I got friends, he
sang and looked at me and my heart thudded. And this time, it was not in a sexual way.
This time it was the blooming of love in my heart. This time, my heart was racing because
the moment was so perfect and Aiden was the perfect man for me.
Okay, my choice now. He broke away from me and I watched as he walked over to
his phone and selected another song. I stood there in anticipation and waited to hear
which one he had chosen.
Sam Cooke? I said with a smile as the singer s smooth voice crept into the room
and caressed our ears. Only Sixteen ?
Yes. He grabbed my hands again and pulled me towards him so that we were slow
dancing. He sang into my ear and we moved along to the music, our bodies pressed into
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