Page 12 of Tied and Tangled

“Baby.” One of my hands left her hip and slid up her spine. Tangling my fingers with the hair on the back of her head, I tugged her head back so our eyes would meet. She opened her dark gaze and parted her lips.

“Please kiss me, Mr. Stark,” she requested. My mind short-circuited.

“Aria,” I tried to warn. I was walking a tightrope that was unraveling way too quickly. My chest heaved heavily as my balls drew up tightly. Filled with a goddamn load I wanted to give to her. A million images of my seed on her, in her, flashed through my head. Inside of her. Dripping from her skin.

“I’ve wanted you to kiss me since we met.” Her soft confession had what was left of my self-control tumbling down at our feet as my lips crashed down on hers.

Sweet.

Fucking.

Heaven.

Her taste was indescribable. Perfect. Sweet. Mine. I ravaged her mouth, and fuck me, my girl let me. “Goddamn,” I cursed, pulling away once my lungs burned. Her swollen lips tilted upwards with a sexy little grin and a giggle. Jesus, the sexiest giggle I had ever heard bubbled through her as she leaned in closer, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss me again.

And God help me, I let her.

She tried to control the kiss, but I was too much of a bossy, overbearing asshole to let her.

Something came over me, something I had been trying to bat away and not let myself feel for the last year. But here we were a year later, and I was finally kissing her. Touching her.

Possessive need drove hard as I picked her up and her perfect legs wrapped their way around my waist. I pinned her against a wall hard. The frames on it shook, one might have fallen, but I didn’t give a shit. I needed to be closer to her. I was suddenly starving.

“A goddamn year,” I hoarsely rasped against her lips, and she moaned before pulling my lower lip into her mouth and sucking on it. She bit it, and I grunted. “Sassy little girl.” My mouth moved from hers and made its way down to her jaw. Her chin and into the perfect column of her neck.

“All I want to do is mark you,” I let myself confess. My teeth dragged over her unmarred bronzed skin.

“Yes. That. Do that,” she whimpered, resting her head on the wall, giving me access to her neck. I felt my lips pull upward. She did that a lot to me. Make me smile without realizing it.

“Greedy girl,” I grunted, licking her flesh.

She was sweet. Soft. Silky.

Sounds vibrated through her, and her hands held on to the sides of my face. Almost like she was afraid I would stop. If only she knew I wasn’t planning on stopping, not today or tomorrow.

That’s not the plan!a voice whispered, reminding me of the upcoming year and my plans.

The girls’ boarding school.

Firing Aria.

Letting her go.

I pulled back, and when she noticed, she stilled in my arms.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, almost panting.Put her down!That voice in my head yelled at me. I had crossed a line, but nothing I couldn’t recover from.Right?Who the fuck was I kidding?

“Nothing.” I swallowed hard.

Firing Aria. Letting her go to make a life of her own. With someone else.

Would I really have it in me to do that? I wondered as I stared into the eyes that owned my heart.

“Aiden?” Her hands stroked my face, and I opened and shut my mouth before clearing my throat.

My plans had been deterred before for a quick lay and release.

I couldn’t do that again.