Modern Arrangements: Complete Trilogy (Modern Arrangements #1-3) (34 page)

After talking with Rachel about tonight
and tomorrow night, we grabbed our coats and jumped into our waiting car.

We stopped by a restaurant and then had
the car take us to Club Vamp. Knowing Jared, the bouncer, got us right through
the door with a few protests from the line waiting.

"Hey ladies!" He smiled
largely.

"Hey," we said in unison.

"Good to see you, girl." He
patted my back as I entered the club.

Giving our coats to Nadia, the coat
check for the night, we said our hellos and headed further inside.

Easing our way to the bar, we got drinks
and chatted with Candy and Tara.  They were running the bar tonight. Tara
grabbed my hand and pulled it toward her face.

"Candy, check this shit out!"

Candy appeared. "Damn girl! That's
a ring! It looks like an antique."

"It was his grandmothers."

"Awwww, that’s so sweet." Tara
gave me a sappy look.

After an hour at the bar and quite a few
drinks later, Celia and I were behind the bar dancing and making drinks. We
were having a great time. Phoebe was singing loudly from her seat atop the bar.

The song changed and we headed to the
dancing crowd. Celia, as usual, made the crowd part like she was the queen.

Once we made it to the center, Celia,
Phoebe and I began dancing with each other, completely letting loose. Suddenly,
Celia's face went from surprise to concern. Before I could turn around, two
arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close. I flipped around and came
face to face with Demitri.

"Hey you," he grinned. I
pulled away and his grin fell. I lifted up my left hand. He leaned in to my
ear.

"I forgot about that." He
kissed my cheek. "Keep in touch with me, okay?" I gave him a look. "As
friends, Lilli – just friends." He squeezed my hand and started to walk
away.

That's when I saw him, Aidan. Not just
any Aidan, furious Aidan. I moved with determination through the crowd. He
moved towards Demitri. I reached him just as Demitri was within arm's length.

"Stop," I stood with my hands
pressed to Aidan's chest. His eyes stayed fixed on Demitri, anger and jealousy swirling
in them. He was still moving, pushing me backward as I pushed against his
chest.

"Aidan!" He wouldn't respond.

"Damn it, Aidan!" Shouting, I jumped
up and wrapped myself around him. He quickly caught me.  His eyes snapped to my
face, I was scowling.

"What the fuck was that
about?" He jerked his head toward Demitri.

"That was a friend saying hello. I
reminded him I was married." I moved to climb off of him, but Aidan
wouldn't let me go.

"Let go of me," I snapped.

"I don't want you being friends
with him." He furrowed his brow.

"Sorry, but your agreement doesn't
dictate my friends, Aidan." I pushed off of his waist.

Walking away, he caught my arm.

"You're with me now." His hand
tightened on my bicep.

"No." Pulling away, hurt
washed over his face. "I’m with Celia and Phoebe. You crashed my girl's
night, not the other way around."

"Wrong. I've been here for almost
two hours.  And, what do I see? You on the dance floor with your fuck buddy!"
He spat.

"Go to hell!" I growled before
stalking away. I understood the worry and jealousy, but he didn’t need to treat
me like shit.

I found Celia and Phoebe standing at the
bar with nervous expressions.

"What happened?" Celia wrapped
her arm around me as I told her what went down.

"Lilli, you have to understand, he
is –"

"I get it, Phoebe, but he has no
right to act like I’ve ever done something that goes against our agreement. And
he damn sure doesn't get to claim me on the dance floor of a club." After
my tirade, I took a deep breath to calm myself. "I'm sorry, Pheeb, I don't
mean to take it out on –"

"I know. It's okay. You're
right." She hugged me tightly and handed me a drink.

I downed my drink. Celia pulled us back
to the dance floor, even with my reluctant attitude.

Two songs later, I was finally getting
back into the mood. When Dixon and Oscar appeared next to Celia and Phoebe, I
should’ve automatically assumed Aidan wasn't too far behind.

This time when the arms wrapped around
my waist, I could feel the difference; the familiar sexual buzz from where his
body touched mine, the lust inducing way his cologne wrapped around me, the way
my body responded to his presence.

"I'm sorry," he spoke into my
ear, "I'm an asshole."

With a scowl on my face, I turned to
look at him. 

"I think this might be the first
time I agree with you." I smirked.

He pulled me closer to him, chest to
chest, and started to move us. No other words were said. We danced and drank.
Elora and James arrived later.

Elora joined Celia, Phoebe and me on the
floor. We were dancing to one of my favorite songs when Phoebe nudged me and
motioned her head my right. All four of the guys were staring at us like we
were something to eat. Tossing my head back, I laughed.

Phoebe, then, straddled my leg and ground
herself against me. Laughing harder, her motive to drive the men crazy was
obvious. Glancing at Elora's surprise filled wide eyed expression, Celia
wrapped her arms around her waist and began grinding on her.

"Loosen up, Elora!" I wrapped
an arm around Phoebe and we danced together. Elora loosened up and started to
move with Celia.

Glancing over one more time, all four men
were headed for us. Before I could nudge Phoebe to make her aware, she was
grabbed up by Oscar and pulled to his chest. His smile was wide and his eyes
were dark. I giggled when Dixon picked Celia up over his shoulder and shouted
good night to everyone.

"Lor, when did you get so..."
James pressed his lips to her mouth.

Aidan's breath warmed my ear before he
started to speak.

"Can we go home now?" The
pleading in his voice was amusing and arousing at the same time. I knew why he
wanted to go home and instantly felt nervous. My inner turmoil was back.

I shook my head.

"I love this song." Shrugging,
I danced into the crowd of bodies, moving my hips. Aidan followed close behind.

He grabbed my hips and stood behind me
as I moved. His grip tightened halfway through the song. When he pulled me
flush against him, I could feel his erection press against my lower back. The
music drowned out my moan. Aidan's mouth met the side of my neck and he bit
down lightly, I almost melted to the floor.

Aidan spun me around and pulled my arms
around his neck. He slid his hand down my side, over my hip and to the back of
my thigh, lifting it up over his hip. He was moving against me in the most
delicious way. The possibility of coming in the middle of this crowd
surprisingly turned me on more.

I tightened my hands around his neck. He
pressed his lips and tongue to my neck. He moved against me, his grip
tightening on the back of my thigh. Soon my other thigh was around him.

"We're leaving," he growled. I
giggled. Alcohol in full affect and all internal turmoil drowned.

Aidan had his cell phone to his ear and
back in his pocket in a flash. When we got outside, I realized my coat was
still inside the club. But, I was being put into the back of a car, Aidan climbing
in quickly behind.

I tried to scoot over to allow him room,
but he grabbed just above my ankle and pulled me under him. The car door closed
and the driver pulled away from the club. His body hovered over me for a split
second and then his lips were on mine, kissing and sucking as if he’d never
kissed me before.

"You taste so good," he
growled against my jaw. Lifting my thigh up over his hip again, he pressed his
hips forward against me. My mind was a fog of alcohol and lust.

"Don't stop," I breathed
heavily.

"I don't plan on it." The
conviction in his voice sent gooseflesh over my skin.

The car pulled up to our house. Aidan
pulled me from the car, tugging me behind him. I was stumbling from the alcohol
and these damn boots.
Why did I wear these deathtraps?

"Aidan," I giggled. "Slow
down...my heels –" Before I could say another word, I was over Aidan's
shoulder and being whisked into the house.

Jay answered the door in pajamas and hid
his grin as Aidan carried me inside.

"Hey, Jay!" I giggled and
waved from over Aidan's shoulder.

"Good evening, Mrs. Iverson,"
his grin widened.

Once halfway up the stairs, I could no
longer see Jay.

"You know, you didn't even say
hello to Jay." My scolding slurred.

"Hello, Jay," he called out
just before we burst through the bedroom doors.

He placed me on my feet.  The vertical
change caused me to stumble. Aidan grabbed my elbow and kicked the door shut.

Pulling me to his chest, his lips
crashed into mine. Moving over my jaw again, he started to speak.

"You are driving me crazy," he
moaned into my skin.

"I didn't –"

He snorted, which cut me off. Pulling
back, I looked at his face. He smiled.

"You were going to say you didn't
do anything, right?" I nodded and he snorted again. "You do
everything and don't even realize it." He leaned into my ear. "That
just makes it even hotter. I could have fucked you senseless on the dance
floor." Then his lips attacked my earlobe. I shivered.

Soon my shirt was over my head and he
began sucked on my collarbone while unbuttoning my pants. I pushed his jacket
off his shoulders and started unbuttoning his shirt.

A frustrated growl at my uncooperative
bra resounded from him. Before I could offer my assistance, he simply ripped
the fabric in the front and pulled it off my arms.

"Hey!"

"I'll buy you more." The last
word muffled by my nipple.

"Oh God!" I fisted his hair.

"Lilli..." He warned and
stopped the tongue magic.

"Aidan," I shouted.
"Please, don't stop."

He backed me to the bed. Aidan quickly
unzipped the knee high boots and pulled them off, my pants following.

Aidan stripped from his clothes and
climbed over my body, kissing from the inside of my knee to my neck. Each wet,
open mouthed kiss elicited a moan from me.

"Uhng...Lilli...you taste so
good." His tongue ran from the base of my neck, through the valley between
my breasts. Then he dipped his tongue into my belly button, an action I’d never
thought of as erotic, until now.

Suddenly, my leg was over his shoulder
and his tongue was on my sensitive spot, two fingers plunging into my depths.

"Oh...Ahhh....shit..." I
writhed.

"So good...Mmmmm..." 

Molten heat exploded inside of me and
around his fingers. He moved his fingers and plunged his tongue inside as my
climax hit full force.

Panting and gasping for breath, he moved
up my body. I couldn't help but pull his lips to mine. He pulled back and
looked down at me.

"You taste amazing."

I licked his lips.

"Mmmm...you’re right." His
tongue assaulted my mouth.

His knees pushed at my thighs, spreading
them farther apart. He settled his body between them.

"Ready for me, Lilli?" he whispered
huskily against my neck and positioned himself at my center. When he pushed
into me, I swear, I saw red, white and blue fireworks.

"Oh Ggg... Aidan!" His pace
increased at my scream.

"You're learning," he growled
and nipped at my collarbone.

His lips latched onto the skin at the
base of my neck and the slight pain from it turned me on more. When he detached
I thought I heard him growl 'mine', but I was too lost in his thrusts to be
sure.

Twenty minutes of him buried deeply in
my center, I’d been sitting on the edge of ecstasy for ten of them.

"Please, Aidan...please," I
begged and he grunted.

I couldn't take it any longer and
brought my fingers between us. As I was rubbing myself into my orgasmic high,
Aidan grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

"Not yet," he growled and
smirked.

Okay, so it was little much, but damn if
it didn't make the anticipation triple inside of me. I thought I would erupt.

"Oh God...Aidan...please?"

"Gladly," he rubbed his thumb
over me and plummeted into me three more times. "Come for me, baby...come
on, baby." The dominating tone was back and I erupted into oblivion of
white flashes, dark night, and tensing limbs.

"That's it,.." He moaned.
"Yes, Lilli...Yes!" He shuddered, then collapsed from his release.

We laid in a tangled sweaty mess,
gasping for breath.