A look of panic and pleasure equally engulfed Aidan's face. Adrenaline raced through my body at the thought of getting caught. Our lips just inches apart as I stopped the friction between my hand and his boxers before I pulled my arm away. I thought Aidan had reached down between us to button his jeans back up but I soon realised by the pained expression on his face that he was past the point of no return.
I glanced down to see my hand had been replaced with his own, Aidan was riding out his orgasm as squirts of hot liquid soaked through his boxers.
"Shit," he mumbled just as the door to the apartment started to open.
I knew the euphoric appearance on Aidan's face and the fact he was still panting would lead to an awkward situation if I didn't do something. So I quickly straddled him, I leant over and whispered into his ear, "just go with it," before I crashed my lips down onto his.
Lucky for us the back of the sofa was facing the door so Avery wouldn't be able to see anything that was going on behind the barricade. We pretended to not have heard her come through the door when I zipped up Aidan's jeans and buckled his belt back up all whilst attempting to control myself from exploring his mouth too much with my tongue.
"Hey, guys!" Avery shouted, clearly she wanted to announce her presence for our benefit just as much as hers.
I pulled away, finding my spot on the sofa next to Aidan again, my face looked flushed and I gazed over to Aidan's which looked no better.
"Hey, Avery," Aidan said in a raspy voice, almost stunned.
"Seriously, you better not have been thinking about having sex on the sofa. I don't want to sit on any stains!" She griped.
Aidan simply put his hands out in defence, "of course not", he shuddered and gave me a side glance to let me know that Avery didn't suspect that he had just unleashed his load into his boxers only a minute earlier.
"I'll be back in two minutes, I'm going to get changed and then we can talk," Avery waved at us and jogged over to the corridor. We waited for her to be out of view before Aidan jumped up and threw the blanket off him.
"I'm going to grab a fast shower," he smirked, looking down at me through his thick, luscious eyelashes. I nodded back, a blush appeared on my face as my eyes wandered down to his crotch only to see the stain was now soaking through to his jeans.
"Be quick," I laughed and watched Aidan's towering frame stride across the floor, his arse being hugged by his tight jeans which sent pure lust throughout my own body.
I'd never been so physically attracted to anyone as much as I was to Aidan. One look at him opened up every part of my body to him. A wave of heat started in my groin, and slowly it spread throughout every inch of my body, leaving a pleasurable euphoric feeling as it went. It also made me feel like the sparks that flew between us could erupt me into some kind of spontaneous orgasm.
"Thinking about my brother?"
"Huh?" I snapped my gaze to Avery who I hadn't realised had plonked herself down on the right side of me since I was sitting in the middle of the extremely large, luxurious cloth sofa.
"Where is he? I thought you both wanted to talk to me tonight," Avery yawned, clearly tired from her shift at the bar, she had also picked up the slack from Aidan and myself not being there.
"Gone for a quick shower," I rubbed the back of my neck as I thought about how to start this conversation.
"You mean he actually needed a cold shower to calm down?" She laughed.
"Something like that," I whispered, slightly embarrassed, "so about this morning..."
"You don't need to explain anything. I'm a big girl, I kind of assumed you two would you know... sooner or later," the grin on her face spoke more than words ever could.

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Desired Fate
RomanceMiller series in order: #1 Desired Fate (Aidan) #2 Agony Aunt (Alice) #3 Growing Pains (Alex) Mature readers only. It contains sexually graphic material. Carrying a lifetime of trauma, twenty-two-year-old Rowan has finally escaped her abusive ex...