C U R I O S I T Y | Aemond Targaryen

T H I R T Y - O N E

Aemond's P.O.V.

Fuck... Lord, help me.

Gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles, I groan out a rough laugh as Cordelia throws caution out the window. I'm driving us back home from the airport after we spent the morning touring King's Landing on my personal plane. Cordelia's hands haven't left my body since we landed and her touch only got worse when we got inside my car.

I knew she would get an adrenaline high from flying with me, but I didn't even think about how she'll behave afterwards when the high withered away. I didn't prepare myself for her hands to be all over me, for her lips attacking my neck, or for her hungry eyes to be stuck on me. Cordelia is just as bad as last night, and I don't know if I should be proud of myself or pissed at myself for not taking her on a flight with me sooner.

Feeling her tongue lick up my neck before she gives me a kiss behind my ear, I swallow on nothing and remind myself to stay in my lane on the street. One of Cordelia's hand sneaks under my shirt and she dances her fingertips over my stomach as the other rests on my thigh. Wetting my bottom lip, I blink a few times to keep my focus on the road ahead of me and grunt with a shallow breath.

"Baby, I'm warning you now."

"Not a multitasker, huh?" 

She teases me while pressing her lips to the corner of my jaw and running a finger over the waistline of my jeans. Letting out a long tense breath, I dare dart my eyes off the road to look at her and it's instantly a huge mistake. There's a glint in her eyes that makes my knees buckle, her cheeks are flush with need for me, her lips are apart like she's breathless, and it takes everything in me to peer back over to the road.

"Not with you, I can't with you." I grumble in frustration, more to myself than to her. Gritting my teeth, I try to get the image of her all hot and bothered out of my head as I huff. "You take up my whole damn mind."

"Good."

She whispers, and I can feel the grin on her lips as they latch back onto my neck. Swallowing on a groan, I turn onto another street and feel her hand on my thigh drift higher. Her lips pamper the skin down my neck until they reach the edge of my shirt and her hand on my stomach grazes my belt like she plans to unbuckle it.

"Baby, baby..." I gasp when her hand brushes over my hardness restricted in my jeans. Keeping one hand on the wheel, I use the other one to grab her wrist as I argue desperately. "We are halfway home-"

"I don't want to wait until we get home." Cordelia practically whines against my skin in that fucking tone that drives me wild. Nipping at my collarbone, she cups the obvious bulge at my crotch and purrs. "I already had to wait hours. I wanted you the second we got into that cockpit. I want you- I need you now, Aemond."

Gripping me firmly, she licks a line down my collarbone, only to lick up the center of my neck. Without realizing it, I slow the car down as I take in the sensation of her hand rubbing over my covered length. I open my mouth to argue how we're only fifteen minutes away from our neighborhood when she whimpers like she's embarrassed and ashamed of herself.

"Do you not want this-"

Something inside me snaps when hearing her words, and without hesitation, I pull off to the side of the road and put the car in park. Clenching my jaw in annoyance, I let go of the wheel and her wrist, but only to snatch her waist and yank her into my lap. She squeals in surprise as I drag her to the driver's side of the car and force her down to straddle me.

Grabbing the back of her neck just as our eyes meet, I tug her forward and I tip my head down to smash our lips together. She immediately moans when our lips meet and her body sinks into mine like it will never be enough. I pry her lips apart with ease and furiously stab my tongue in to get that sweet taste of her.