Marley knew at that moment she had zero intentions to stop him. Not when it felt like this.
"Stop me, Marley," he said huskily, his lips meeting her clavicle as he stood.
She would've fallen if he hadn't caught her, dragging her in by the small of her back and pressing her against his body. Marley, so lost in the bliss, didn't care when she gripped the fabric of his shirt with an embarrassing amount of desperation.
"Marley..." he groaned into the base of her neck, "please tell me to stop. Please."
"Aiden."
At that moment his name was the only word she remembered.
He kissed along the side of her neck, his fingers digging into her back. Being close to him was more than she imagined. More than she could've prepared herself for.
Everything with Aiden Matthews is always more. But this, t
