Ayden's Secret (26 page)

“Not really.” Ayden shrugged. It was home, but he had been gone so long that no place felt like home anymore.

Charlie looked across the seat at the man behind the steering wheel. His brown hair had grown out some, and he wasn’t cutting it. That seemed strange since he normally kept it military short unless he was working on a case that called for a less stark hairdo. His baby blue eyes were dancing with flecks of light from the moon. He gripped the wheel with both large hands and sat almost rigid in his seat. Maybe he was just always a rugged and hard bodied man. He may never relax.

“You look so tense. Didn’t you have fun today?” Charlie slid across the seat and pushed one hand into his hair while the other pulled at his hands on the wheel.

“I don’t like crowds and fuss.” Ayden closed his eyes at her touch.

“Me either, but you deserve a big fuss. And the crowds at both the wedding and the house were small.” Charlie continued to play with his hair and rub his scalp.

“I like this crowd the best though.” He sighed, finally starting to relax. Charlie had a way of touching him that settled him down. It calmed him and soothed all the stress away. The burdens of life seemed to lift away when she touched him.

“Mmm. I like this crowd best, too.” Charlie pulled at his Tshirt. “Tell me your wildest fantasy.”

“You first.” Ayden wasn’t telling her anything. She knew enough about him. He was really eager to learn this about her.

“You are my wildest fantasy.” Charlie blinked at him confused.

“That’s not a fantasy. I’m here. Tell me something you always wanted to do, like skinny dip or have sex in an airplane.” Ayden opened an eye to let her know he wasn’t giving up. “It’s my birthday and what I want is to know your wildest fantasy. Unless it has more than one guy in it. That, you can keep to yourself.”

“I doubt I could handle more than you, and I really doubt any other man would measure up next to you.” Charlie bit her lip. “But if you want to know.”

“I do.” Ayden opened both eyes and faced her. “And if it’s something we can do tonight, we’ll do it.”

“Oh I can do it.” Charlie closed the distance between them and slid her fingers across his lap. He started to protest, but she engaged his lips with her own.

Ayden didn’t get a chance to coax any secrets from her. Not that he minded now. Charlie was like a wild woman feverishly kissing and groping him. He could barely keep up with her pace. She had his pants undone and shirt off in no time.

“Jesus.” Ayden gasped for air.

“How do you get this seat back?” Charlie began pushing buttons and feeling around for levers. Ayden adjusted the seat, and as it laid back, Charlie watched as he reclined underneath her. “Better?”

“No, you still have clothes on.” Ayden reached for her top, but Charlie swatted his hand. “That’s not fair.”

“It’s not supposed to be fair.” Charlie pulled the offended hand to her lips. She licked over two fingers then took them in her mouth, sucking on them. Ayden groaned and bit into his bottom lip, an expression she was now familiar with when he was really turned on. She pulled his fingers from her lips and kissed them each in turn. “I love tasting you, Ayden. I wish I could just stuff you in my mouth and swallow you whole.”

“Cannibal.” He groaned out. Charlie was kissing his wrist licking and sucking her way up his arm.

“Yes. And I’m going to eat you alive.” Charlie trailed her way across his chest and down his other arm.

“Paybacks are hell, darlin’,” he warned her.

Charlie smiled at that. She moved down the ripple of abs avoiding his erection, flexing and straining for attention. She moved beside him so that she could give his muscled thighs the same treatment. Ayden swatted her butt and she yelped. “What was that for?”

“You’re killing me here.” He ground out through closed teeth. Charlie hadn’t so much as breathed on his cock.

“Oh poor baby. You want this?” Charlie softly gripped the steel erection with her fingers. Ayden’s breath hitched, and he gripped her butt cheek with his right hand. “I see. Well tell me what else you want.”

“You know what I want.” He lifted his hips trying to get any friction possible from the feather light grip she held.

“No, you have to tell me.” Charlie loosened her grip even more. “I told you everything I wanted you to do. Now, I want to hear it. I love your voice, Ayden. Just listening to you talk makes me wet.”

The appearance of precum on the tip of his penis let Charlie know he felt the same. “Tell me what you want, Ayden, please.”

“I want you. I want you to tighten your grip, and I want you to suck on me. I want you to put all of me in your mouth and swallow me whole, just like you said.” Ayden successfully pushed his hand from her butt to under her shirt. Maybe he could talk her into taking her clothes off. He wanted that, too.

Charlie’s breath hitched as she did exactly what he asked of her. She was aware his hand was up the back of her shirt and even more aware when he unfastened the bra clasp. Charlie deep throated him taking every inch of Ayden she could stuff inside her mouth. When his fingers found her nipples, she worked harder and faster, moaning as her stomach clenched and desire panged inside her.

“Charlie. Take this shirt off.” Ayden growled. He could barely speak as she sucked him off in a frantic manner that made him wonder who was enjoying it more.

Charlie removed her lips from his cock with a pop. She stared at him a moment then lifted her arms as he pulled the shirt over her head. She was getting lost at his touch, and the more he had touched her, the more she worked to please him.

“Come here.” Ayden pulled her closer to him. “Look at these beautiful nipples, just crying out to be touched.”

Charlie surprised him by touching them herself. “You like to watch me, don’t you?”

“Yes. But not as much as I like to suck on those nubs myself.” Ayden covered her hands and pushed her breasts together. He then took both nipples into his mouth at the same time sucking and licking. Charlie’s head fell back on a moan, and her hips wiggled against him. “You like that?”

“Mmm.” She couldn’t answer in full words. Ayden was sucking one nipple and tweaking the other. Amazing how much more sensitive her breasts seemed to be at his touch. Each suck pulled at her uterus sending shocks of pleasure like lightning within.

“Take your shorts off, Charlie.” Ayden stopped everything and lay back on the seat again. The truck wasn’t the ideal place to do any of this, but they were there now and no way in hell was he turning back. He briefly thought of just getting out all together, but then the July mosquitoes would really eat them both alive. “Now lay back.”

“I don’t see how this is going to work.” Charlie obeyed and tried to lie back on the seat.

“On me silly.” Ayden laughed. “We are both way too tall to attempt that, darlin’.”

“Oh.” Charlie smiled then readjusted herself. Straddling him backward she laid back against him with her back to his chest, her head next to his. Ayden’s fingers slid between her legs finding her already slick folds swollen and ready. His other hand settled on the left breast and tugged at her nipple rolling his fingers over it. “Oohh.”

“You’re so wet, Charlie.” Ayden lightly touched her, just as she had done to him. The scent of their heat filled the truck. His nostrils flared as he inhaled at her neck. He had to stop playing with her nipple and grab her hands, securing them in one of his. “I bet you taste so good.”

“Stop torturing me, Ayden.” Charlie lifted her hips in an attempt to sit on his cock again, but he still wouldn’t let her.

“I want you to come for me, Charlie. I want to dip my fingers in like so…”

“Let me ride you, Ayden.” Charlie whimpered as he slid a finger deep inside her.

“And I want to stroke your clit like this…” Ayden circled her clit with his thumb.

“Ayden, please.”

“Please what, darlin’?” Ayden nibbled on her shoulder and neck placing little love bites up to her ear.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

“Mmmm. I don’t think I heard you.” Ayden curled his toes at the words. Hell yes he heard her, and that’s exactly what he wanted to do.

“I want you to fuck me, Ayden. I swear I want you to let me sit on that huge cock of yours, and I want you to pound into me until I scream…”

Charlie got what she wanted immediately, and so did he. Ayden wanted her to share a fantasy and up until now, he had let her take the lead. She wanted him to tell her what he wanted, so instead he made her tell him what she wanted.

With one fluid move, Ayden had her impaled. With his hands on her hips, he lifted into her over and over again pulling her down to meet his thrusts and pushing her up as he pulled back. The angle made for deep penetration, and Charlie felt the mix of pleasure and pain as he slammed into her womb. “God you feel good.”

“I love…Mmmm…I love the way your pussy feels wrapped around my cock.” Ayden felt her clenching down from within. “That’s it, baby. Come for me, Charlie. I want to feel you come.”

Charlie came with a violent scream. Her hips gyrated and pushed back onto him milking him of his own orgasm as he burst inside her. She slowed and lay back against his sweaty chest breathing hard and fast. “I love when you come like that.”

“Mmmm.” Charlie adjusted her legs so they draped over his. She squeezed him from inside.

“I could probably work another one out for you if you’d like.” Ayden stroked over her clit with his finger. Her legs jumped and her breath caught.

“No. I can’t take another one right now.” Charlie pulled his hand away and then wrapped his arms around her. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that before.”

“Like what?” Ayden relaxed. It was the only time in his life he really relaxed, when she touched him, or after they had mind blowing sex.

“Free.” Charlie closed her eyes. “I’ve never been free in my life.”

Shit! “How’s that?” Ayden feared her next words. If Charlie wanted freedom, then marriage could be jumping the gun a bit.

“Well, since I was a kid, I have been performing, no freedom in that. Then Preston came into my life, killed my sister, and I was hidden for six months. And when I had the chance to be free after that, I went right back to the stage. I’ve never been anything other than a performer.” Charlie yawned. “Your folks asked me what I wanted to be. I didn’t know what to tell them. But today, just now, I think I know.”

“And what’s that?” Ayden kissed her temple. He relished moments like this. Just the two of them, joined together, not a care in the world.

“A therapist.”

“Not a sex therapist?” Ayden squeezed her letting her know he was just teasing.

“No. A regular one.” Charlie bit her lip. “Do you think I’m smart enough for something like that?”

“Hell yes.” Ayden sat them both up in one move. “You can be anything you want to be, Charlie. My only question is where does that put me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Will you leave me to go to school? What about a family? Do you see yourself having kids in the next few years?” Ayden lifted her from his lap. “I want at least one kid before I turn forty. I’m not as young as you are.”

Charlie watched him dress in a rough manner. She slowly began putting her own clothes back on. Of course she wanted to be with Ayden and have a family, but he brought up a good point, when? His age theory made more sense now, but she didn’t see why she couldn’t have both. Women do both all the time.

“Are you asking or telling me?” Charlie crossed her arms. She shouldn’t have to choose.

“I’m telling you I want kids before I turn forty. I’m asking you if you think you’ll be ready to have one by then.” What he was doing was playing all of his cards in one hand, and he knew it. The answer to this question could destroy all his plans, but it was necessary to know what she wanted. Freedom generally didn’t include a husband and kids.

“I don’t know. I imagined I would be married before I started having kids, and I had wanted to spend time just me and you before that.” Charlie shrugged. He was talking as if she would be having his kids, so she responded with her plans as well. “I don’t even know if you love me, Ayden. How can I possibly answer that without setting myself up?”

“You don’t…I can’t believe you just said that.” Ayden was offended. No, he hadn’t outright said the words, but damn how could she not know he felt it. He started the truck and pulled out of the secluded spot.

“What is the…?” Charlie started to ask what the problem was but got cut off.

“What the fuck?” Ayden turned to see the vehicle behind him. “Charlie, put your seatbelt on.”

Charlie frantically plugged the belt together and held on. “Ayden, what’s happening?”

“Hold on, baby.” Ayden braced for the impact, and the truck went sliding back toward the lake and over the short cliff. He could hear her scream next to him. A loud terrifying sound that in a million years he would remember. Who had done this? Why?

The airbags deployed as the front of his truck impacted with the water. The vinyl covering hit Charlie directly in the forehead, and she passed out. Ayden didn’t know if it was from the airbag or the shock. She passed out whenever she panicked. At any rate, it made things more difficult. He unbuckled her seatbelt, pulled her close to him with one hand and unbuckled his own with the other. The water was filling up fast because the truck was heavy.