My arms fall above my head, my sundress revealing my panties. My first instinct is to cover up, but instead I leave my arms up, draw my feet closer to my body, moving my legs together to block his view. The mattress moves as Aidan’s knees lean against the bed, his chest expanding in excited gasps. I wonder if carrying me has got him breathing so hard, or if it’s the anticipation of what we are about to do. Mmm, I think the latter. “So, what do you mean by enough is enough?” I tease. Aidan’s body stills. In an attempt to provoke him into action I slowly part my knees, staring at him intently. His eyes widen, and he practically rips off his T-shirt. My heart beats faster at the sight of all that delectable bare skin. He pushes my knees apart, settling his hips between them. I wrap my legs around him, needing him close, in every way. “Enough talk¸” he groans and slams his mouth into mine, his tongue relentless.
