18.

Aiden's POV

I pulled back—with a little bit of effort. "Strip," I commanded.

This time, she asked no questions. Pulling the dress over her head, all that was left between us was her bra and my clothes.

I jerked my head towards the bed. "Go there, and lie down. Do not move."

Lily didn't need to be told twice. She moved to the bed and lay on the soft surface placidly, looking up at me. I stood, staring at this goddess of a woman that lay before me, ready for my taking.

I slowly began unbuttoning my shirt, all the while smiling languidly at her. She knew I was teasing her. You can't resist me, her eyes seemed to be saying, but I didn't care. I could tease her all I wanted. I only wanted my body on hers, wanted to fill her up with my member, and that was all I cared about.

That was what I tried to assure me that I cared about, but as she lay there, it ignited other unfamiliar feelings deep within me. Was this mere attraction, or something entirely different?

I tugged my shirt off my well-