Page 37 of Recipe for Romance (Applewood #2)

His voice was filled with mischief as he reached over the side of the bed and grabbed the box where she kept all her toys.

Nicole had been sleeping in the room since that first night together and had moved most of her stuff there as well.

While they hadn’t had occasion to use them yet, it looked like Aiden was hoping to change that.

He peered into the box and rummaged around, humming quietly as he considered different items.

“So many choices,” he mused. Finally, he lifted a cloth bag from the box and unsheathed the glass dildo she’d bought ages ago.

Smiling wickedly, Aiden placed a kiss on her lips before moving south, dragging the glass against her body as he moved lower.

It felt cold against her heated skin, and when he pushed it inside of her, she shivered both from the temperature and the sensation.

A moan worthy of a porn star slipped from her mouth as he continued to work her with the toy, the ridges on the glass scraping against her insides in the most pleasurable way.

She’d already had one orgasm, so the next came upon her quickly.

Shattering, Nicole whimpered as her walls gripped the sides of the glass, the pressure causing her to tremble in the bed.

Aiden pushed her through it, driving the dildo in quickly before dragging it back slowly only to vary up the speeds again until she was coming once more.

Nicole’s high sex drive was something she’d confessed to him early in their sexual relationship.

Instead of seeming put out by it, as all of her other partners had been, Aiden seemed to take it as a challenge, to see just how much he could wear her out before he even tried to get something for himself.

When Aiden slipped his mouth over her clit and started to suck, she came so hard that her lungs forgot to work, her mouth opened on a silent scream, and her mind shuttered before going offline completely.

She was nothing but sensation now, bright points of light in the room that would eventually come back together to form a person but that were currently just vibrating dots of pure pleasure.

When Nicole eventually did compose herself once again, Aiden was poised above her, his eyes fixed on her face as if he was trying to memorize it, just as she was his. His hand smoothed back her damp hair and he smiled softly. “You good?”

Nicole smiled. “I’m great,” she rasped. Her throat was a little dry from all the rapid breathing and crying out, but she didn’t care. Pulling him down for another kiss, she licked his bottom lip and smiled against it. “More please.”

Aiden chuckled but it morphed into a moan as she kissed him harder.

He slid the glass out of her center, but the emptiness Nicole felt lasted only seconds before he moved into her instead, warmth filling her all the way up to her chest. Her own sounds of bliss joined with his creating a sweet song as he made love to her.

Aiden was relentless as he drove into her repeatedly, each snap of his hips pushing her up the bed with enough force that she had to place a hand on the headboard to stop from smashing her head into it.

Nicole met him thrust for thrust, holding him tightly as their bodies pushed them toward the precipice.

She was normally very talkative, but in bed with Aiden, all she wanted to do was feel.

He was the opposite, babbling everything from how good she felt to how he wanted to do this every day for the rest of his life.

Maybe it was the sex talking, but somehow Nicole believed him. Probably because she wanted that too.

“God, I can’t believe you’re real.” He looked at her like she was an otherworldly creature coming to save him from some dark fate, and that’s when she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was in love with him.

How could she not love someone who looked at her like that?

He was amazing, and that he saw the same thing in her had tears pricking at the back of her eyes. “Fuck. I’m close.”

Nicole blinked away the emotions she was feeling and squeezed him harder. “Me too,” she confessed. Feelings could wait another minute while she gave him what he needed, just as he always did for her.

Reaching between them, Aiden rubbed at her clit as he took her mouth again, grunting his release just before she found hers.

Slowing his movements, he rolled off of her but dragged her along so that she rested against his chest. Nicole lay there, listening to his heartbeat, slow and steady, as she wondered if now was the time to tell him how she felt.

Before she could, he leaned down and brushed his lips against her forehead. “Thank you,” he breathed out.

She smiled, the hair on his chest tickling her cheek.

“You’re welcome.” The gratitude coming from him didn’t seem quite so out of character now, and while Aiden wasn’t exactly the same person she’d met a few months ago, neither was Nicole.

They’d grown in different ways but they’d managed to do it together.

Not wanting to wait any longer to tell him how she felt, Nicole turned to him. “Aiden?” His eyes were closed, dark lashes casting shadows against his cheeks as he slept. He was beautiful, wonderful, and she loved him, but like the food downstairs, her declaration of love would just have to keep.