Chapter 82

I Don't Feel Jealous

I hiss as he slips out of me, sore from how quick and hard he fucked me.

He stays between my legs, above me, and with his fingers tucking my hair behind my ears. My chest heaves and I frown at his words.

"Aiden," I say softly, searching his eyes.

He hums, brushing his thumb over my hip. My skin breaks out in goosebumps, my

insides craving for an orgasm.

"Are you really okay with this?"

He raises an eyebrow like he's thinking about it, but his hand wanders down my leg to my knee. With ease, he lifts my leg around his waist and finds my clit with a soft shove of his

fingers.

I gasp, back arching as I grip his shoulders.

"Am I okay with what?"

My body melts as he draws pleasure from me, rubbing hard but intentional circles. "With me? And Zaid?" The words come out of me in pants, my stomach building up in tension.

He slips his fingers inside me, his thumb continuing to pay close attention to my clit. "I don't feel jealous, if that's what you mean."

I look into his soft amber eyes, trying to pull together my next thought as my legs tremble. "No? Because...fuck... because you just have to say the word and I won't. God,

fuck, don't stop."

and I can feel him against my thigh. My toes curl just as I find his lips with mine and suck his tongue into my

my hips move to seek the friction of his palm. It's building in my chest, that sweet, delicious

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rush through me. Aiden kisses my cheeks, then my

chuckle

and rolling away to lie on his back, a hand behind his head. I roll over, too, placing my

thing I

fingers down my

really."

remembering how he just pulled

weird. Watching him kiss you, just-"He pauses, watching me carefully. "It made me want

and a heat burns me from my face to my toes.

made me want you more. It turned

can tell he's not entirely comfortable saying them aloud. But they're honest, and that's what matters

kind of exciting,

My stomach flutters.

you feel

lips twitch into a faint smile, and he nods. "Yeah, I'll

down the stairs, his hands firmly on my waist, guiding me. I can't stop smiling against

step, and I press into

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into a kiss. He pulls away, placing his forehead on mine. "Stop

smile against his

as we walk toward the

know I need to talk to Zaid, figure out how he feels

Or is he going to be the jealous

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