Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 82

I Don’t Feel Jealous

I hiss as he slips out of me, sore from how quick and hard he fucked me.

He stays between my legs, above me, and with his fingers tucking my hair behind my ears. My chest heaves and I frown at his words.

“Aiden,” I say softly, searching his eyes.

He hums, brushing his thumb over my hip. My skin breaks out in goosebumps, my insides craving for an orgasm.

“Are you really okay with this?”

He raises an eyebrow like he’s thinking about it, but his hand wanders down my leg to my knee. With ease, he lifts my leg around his waist and finds my clit with a soft shove of his

fingers.

I gasp, back arching as I grip his shoulders.

“Am I okay with what?”

My body melts as he draws pleasure from me, rubbing hard but intentional circles. “With me? And Zaid?” The words come out of me in pants, my stomach building up in tension.

He slips his fingers inside me, his thumb continuing to pay close attention to my clit. “I don’t feel jealous, if that’s what you mean.”

I look into his soft amber eyes, trying to pull together my next thought as my legs tremble. “No? Because…fuck… because you just have to say the word and I won’t. God,

fuck, don’t stop.”

He chuckles, pressing a kiss to my neck as he curls his fingers. He’s hardening again, and I can feel him against my thigh. My toes curl just as I find his lips with mine and suck his tongue into my mouth.

He quickens his pace, and my hips move to seek the friction of his palm. It’s building in my chest, that sweet, delicious pain. My entire body vibrates with it, and then I pull from his lips to moan.

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I Don’t Feel Jealous

My body breaks into goosebumps and I hold on to him tight, feeling warm pleasure rush through me. Aiden kisses my cheeks, then my neck, giving me time to come down from my high.

I drop my head to his chest and can’t help the chuckle that escapes my lips. “We still have to finish our conversation, Aiden.”

He huffs, pulling from me and rolling away to lie on his back, a hand behind his head. I roll over, too, placing my hands on his chest and setting my chin on them.

“Are you okay?” I sigh. “The last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable.”

He looks at me, running his fingers down my hair. “I don’t feel jealous, or possessive,

really.”

I frown at that, remembering how he just pulled me out of Zaid’s room.

it Aiden’s brows knit together, and he swallows hard. It’s… weird. Watching him kiss you, just-“He pauses, watching me carefully. “It made me want you more. It turned me on.‘

I blink at him, and a heat burns me from my face to my toes. “What?”

He chuckles, deep. “It made me want you more. It turned me on.”

The repetition makes my breath hitch. His words are unfiltered, and I can tell he’s not entirely comfortable saying them aloud. But they’re honest, and that’s what matters most.

A few minutes later, the warmth of Aiden’s lips on mine is intoxicating as we stumble down the stairs, his hands firmly on my waist, guiding me. I can’t stop smiling against his mouth, letting out a soft laugh when he mutters something about me being a distraction.

I smile against his lips.

His hand slips into mine as we walk toward the living room, the moment’s quietness giving me space to think. I know I need to talk to Zaid, figure out how he feels about all this.

As we step into the living room, I stop short. Jake is standing there, his frame silhouetted by the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree. I can’t read his expression, his gaze fixed on the ornaments like they hold some kind of answer.