Lylia gave him the smallest of smiles, a tentative sort of warmth spreading over her as the previous events run through her mind.
"You do like it, don’t you?" She asked softly while peering at him through her thick lashes.
Aiden squeezed his eyes shut, fighting a grin as he covered his face with his hands, mumbling his reply past his palms. "I'm... I'm...fuck." He lets his hands fall.
"Can I just...?"
"Can you just?" Lylia teased, crossing her arms over her chest and trying not to grin.
"Yes..." Aiden said, stepping closer to her, close enough that she could feel his breath against her neck, the scent of him already drove her crazy enough.
"Can you just what?" She asked, even though she already knew because she needs to hear it from him. She can feel her self control slipping awa
