Deep (Heavy Hearts Book 2) by Sarah Duncan (reading tree txt) 📕

Ayden scans my face, his ocean eyes holding so much emotion. He lifts a hand and brushes back my wayward hair. I bet it resembles a bird’s nest right now. I must look ridiculous.

“We’ll go get the morning-after pill. I really am sorry Lex. I didn’t do that on purpose. I’m clean too. It’s only been you. No one else for a long time, and I’ve been tested. I can get tested again if you like?”

I smile. “Stop apologising. It's fine, I believe you.”

Ayden returns my smile. “So, just to be clear. This is you taking me back, right?”

I laugh. “No way! That was just sex. I was horny.”

Ayden’s mouth opens in surprise, and then he grips my bare arse and squeezes. “You little minx. You’re going to pay for that comment.” Ayden slaps my bare arse then, and I can’t help it... I fucking grind against him.

“Well, would you look at that? Someone likes to be spanked.” Ayden's blue eyes are filled with a combination of lust and amusement.

“What? No, I don’t.” I disagree, but he slaps my arse again, and this time I moan at the same time as my hips thrust forward, searching for more.

“Oh yes, you do! This is going to be fun trying out new things to see what you like. I’m going to make you come so many times that you’re going to pass out.” He slaps me again, and I arch my back, throwing my head back. “Can you feel me inside you, Lex? You’ve made me hard again.” Then he slaps my arse and bites my neck at the same time. I nearly come. Again!

“I need.” I manage to breathe out, not entirely sure how to finish that sentence.

“I know what you need, beautiful. Let me take you to my bed and give you what you need.”

“Yes.” I nod right before he slaps and bites in unison. I start to ride his cock while he struggles to walk, carrying me to the staircase and up the stairs to his room. By the time we are inside the door of his loft, he’s unable to make it any further, so overcome with need that my back meets the floor, and he fucks me hard until we are both screaming again.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

After making me scream on his loft floor, Ayden finally gets me to his bed, where he sends me over the edge two more times before Rhys lets herself in. Like a creeper, she stares at us from the opening of the curtain divider with mischief written all over her face. Then her dark lips spread into a grin before she says, “Thoroughly fucked Lexi looks hot!” Then she skips out of the loft, calling out that she’ll message me later to find out if Ayden has a pretty cock. When Ayden asks me what she means, I shake my head and tell him not to question the things that come out of Rhys’s mouth.

Returning inside the house not long after Rhys departs, we find that Shaun, Garrett and Jared have already left as well, but Simon is still doing homework with Marcus in the living room. I tried my best to tame my hair and splash cold water on my face to take away the flush on my cheeks before we came inside. I must have failed, though. It was as if I was walking around with a flashing sign above my head saying, ‘Lexi had sex… multiple times!’ because Marcus frowns when he sees me, and Simon raises his brows before nodding, a knowing grin tugging at his mouth.

It doesn’t take me long to decide to do a runner after that, and I leave Ayden with the boys while I hide in my room until Barb arrives home a little after 6 with Chicken and chips for dinner. Ayden deliberately sits beside me at the dinner table and holds my hand underneath it every chance he gets. Marcus notices but doesn't frown at us again, so hopefully, things between him and me will be okay. He has been getting busy with Rhys after all.

Once the day finally comes to an end, I feel the usual dread of going back up to that lilac bedroom and attempting to get some sleep. Besides my mind reeling from Muz’s visit earlier and how easily I fell back into Ayden’s arms, I know nightmares are hovering in the shadows, waiting to plague me. I’m so exhausted yet too scared to go to sleep, but then my door creaks open just after 1am, and my ocean eyed boy sneaks in, slipping under the covers and snuggles up to me. Then, as if he willed it once again, my eyes close for a soundless night of sleep.

I don’t know why I fought so hard to give in to my feelings for Ayden. Well, I do know, but I don’t know why I thought I could fight it. The way we came together in the garage is unlike anything else I have ever experienced. No one else has the magnetic pull on me the way Ayden Mitchell does. Some of the lyrics from the Archer 9 song he had me listen to, meant the same for me as they did for him. He is the cure for my empty soul. He is the potent drug that drags me from the dark hole. Even now, while he is at school, just thinking about him and the things he did to my body has me walking in the clouds like I’m high.

My Tuesday morning may be quiet and lonely when everyone is at school and work, but I could honestly sit and stare at a blank wall all day, just thinking about what Ayden and I shared while I anticipate the moment he gets home from school.

The ringing of my phone pulls me out of my Ayden trance, breaking the silence in the kitchen where I’ve been sitting