I opened my eyes to find Aiden standing there, arms crossed. I dragged him into the shower and kissed the top of his head. “Maybe next time I try to coax you out of bed nicely, you’ll come.”
“But I didn’t know your cock was involved.”
“You don’t think I’d want to have morning sex with you, my Prince?”
He huffed.
“I’ll see you at the library later. No coming until then.” I finished washing and stepped out of the shower, leaving him to clean himself. “I’ll be downstairs with coffee.”
He came down ten minutes later, looking less worse for the wear and more put together, even if his shirt was miss-buttoned.
“Come here.”
He shuffled over, huffy.
I slid a finger under his chin and pressed my lips to his. “Not a morning person?”
“Not at all.”
“It’s a wonder you make it to work on time.” I started to unbutton his shirt to fix it. “These are all messed up.”
He glanced down and sighed. “I should not get dressed before coffee.”
“I agree with you there.” I kissed his forehead. “There. All fixed. I made you coffee.”
“Thank you.”
“Mmm much more pleasant.”
He nodded, chasing my lips for another kiss. “Kisses help.”
“I’ll have to try those next time to ease you out of bed.”
“I’d like that.” He smiled softly.
“Do you need a ride to work?” I asked picking up my keys. “If you do, then you have to take that to go or I’ll be late for my meeting.”
He shook his head. “No, I don’t have to be there for thirty. I’ll have Adam come get me. I need to get my keys and bag at home.”
I stole another kiss and took the spare key off my ring. “I’m leaving my spare on the counter. Lock up and leave it in the planter when you leave.”
“You know everyone knows about those now. They aren’t safe at all.” Aiden pointed his spoon at me.
“What do you think is going to happen?”
“What if I come back to an intruder later?”
“You’d like it?” I deadpanned. “Your track record with those isn’t the best.”
“I hope you get robbed.”
“The crime rate here is like zero. It’s all kinds of stealing earrings and candy bars. You know that, right? You could leave it unlocked all day and we’d be fine.”
I walked towards my Jeep still not sure I was doing the right thing.
Twelve
JENSEN
The interview went well. I had the entire drive back home to figure out a template on how to tell Aiden. When I pulled up at the library, I had a solid nothing. Nothing at all. Less than nothing. I was still completely unsure how to tell my boyfriend. The prospect excited me but in no way did it mean I was going to abandon him like his tool of an ex-boyfriend.
As much as I told myself Aiden would be understanding, there was a little voice in the back of my head that kept whispering he’d freak out and dig himself right out of my life with his tiny ass sand shovel. It was a very real possibility.
I glanced in through the windows as I approached. The library had been redone a couple of years ago, and whereas it wasn’t much bigger than the tiny cabin it had resided in before, now it was a glorious work of glass. Most of the public areas were visible from the outside. I knew every single hidden corner after months of playing with Aiden there after dark, and I knew all the spots that faded when the lights were turned off.
The library had been my playground. The place I fell for Aiden and all his quirky ways. Aiden glanced up from where he sat reading at his desk when I pulled open the door, like he’d been waiting for me.
“You know it’s kinda weird for you to be here in the light.”
“Do you know how many times I came here during the day to set up my plans for the evening and you never once noticed?” I pressed my mouth into a line.
“You what?”
“Shows how much attention you pay to me and your job, doesn’t it?”
He grimaced, pressing his teeth together. “You could not have been here. I had a crush on you, I would have noticed!” He clapped both hands over his mouth.
I strolled over to the desk. “You what?”
“I said nothing.”
“Excuse me?” I said in my daddy voice.
He muttered obscenities before saying, “I had a massive crush on you since high school, which I’m sure you know, so why do you keep making me say it?”
“I like hearing it, Prince.”
He preened and glared. An adorable combination. “What do you want to hear, Daddy? How I used to sit and watch you at practice while I was waiting for Adam to drive me home, and then I’d go home and jack off thinking about it?”
I put a hand on the desk and leaned forward. “What did you jack off to?”
His cheeks pinked, and he swallowed, throat bobbing in the sexy way it did when my cock was inside it. “My favorite thing to imagine was running after you while you were jogging your cool down through that wooded path.”
“Oh?” This surprised me.
“Yes, I’d call after you and you’d turn and follow me into the woods, where you’d let me tug down your shorts…” He dragged his teeth over his lip, savoring the memory, eyes glinting while he shifted to the edge of his seat.
Electricity sparked between us, a charge I’d never felt with anyone else, poised on his words. “Go on.”
“Then I’d drop to my knees in the leaves and you’d feed me your cock. They were innocent at first, but progressively got more aggressive.” He snapped his teeth when he said aggressive.
“How were they aggressive?” I asked, mouth dry, fingers itching to take hold of him and show him how much I’d wanted to do all those things to him.
“My senior year, when you and Adam came home from college for Thanksgiving break and stayed with us…” He looked at his hands. “Well, you walked from the bathroom in just a towel to his room… You paused and we made eye contact. I’m sure you thought nothing of it.” He shook his head, getting shy. “I thought about it for weeks. I thought about you shoving the towel in my mouth to gag me while you fucked me so no one would hear my screams. I thought about you tying my hands behind my back and shoving me into a wall and taking me.” His voice dropped and he swallowed again. “I thought about you coming into my room in the middle of the night in just that towel and holding me down while you fucked me.”
By the time Aiden finished talking, I had a wicked hard-on. Painfully hard. I remembered the night perfectly. Aiden had just turned eighteen the month before we came to visit and I’d had similar daydreams.
“Do you know how badly I wanted to fuck you that week?” I stepped back so the desk was no longer concealing my hard-on.
He lowered his gaze and groaned. “Jensen.”
The door opened loudly and we both jumped. I turned my back to the door, adjusting my cock so it wasn’t bulging into my zipper. Aiden sat up, back ramrod straight, and greeted the old man.
I came closer to plant both hands on the desk, leaning in and dropping my voice. “So naughty, now you have Daddy hard with people here.”