Aiden emerged from around a corner, his gaze set to hers. Unlike before, she could see his eyes. His sunglasses hung from the pocket of his still-unbuttoned shirt.

Her insides trembled at the closeness of him, memories less than an hour old flashing in her mind and the minutes-old interaction with Gisele still freshly affecting her. She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but watching him get off spying on her and another man had been without description.

Silence stretched between them, lasting long enough that she couldn’t help breaking it.

“What’re you doing here?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know.”

She narrowed her eyes. There was very little he did that wasn’t planned in one way or another.

“Why did we break up?” he asked.

The question surprised her, forcing her brain to reboot just to answer it.

“You gave me an ultimatum. I don’t respond well to those.”

He began a slow approach. “Doesn’t sound like me.”

The shock faded immediately. Charlotte cocked a brow. “It sounds exactly like you.”

He shrugged again.

A strange sensation tickled at the back of her neck. She didn’t like the situation she found herself in and wasn’t certain how to proceed with it. “Seriously, what are you doing here?” she asked.

“I seriously don’t know.”

She was unnerved by the fact that he wasn’t giving her anything to go off of. There was no direction to take the conversation, no hint as to what he wanted. “Do you just plan to stalk me while I’m here?”

“Stalk?”

“You’ve been following me around since I got here, watching me and Sebastian.”

“Mm-hmm.” He cocked his head, keeping the monotone. “That bother you?”

“Well, damn, Aiden. Why? Why the hell are you so focused on me when you have Gisele? You brought her, remember?” Her heartbeat quickened with thoughts of the kiss, but she pushed them down.

“I can’t help it.” He hovered over her now, having closed the gap. “I like watching you get off.”

The fact that he was a voyeur was the worst-kept secret. In reality, it was perhaps the only thing she knew for certain when it came to him, but that hadn’t prevented her from being a little surprised by how strong that desire seemed to be.

Aiden looked her over once more, his eyes darkening. He ran his bottom lip through his teeth and let out a deep-throated groan. “I’ve always loved the way your face looks when you come,” he said in a voice to match the shift.

She flinched, whether she’d intended to or not, and her breath hitched.

“I’ve never seen it from the outside like that before, you fucking.” He reached up and cradled the side of her neck, his massive hand nearly wrapping around it completely. It was such a small power move, yet it sent an unstoppable shiver tearing down her spine.

“I liked it.” His thumb caressed her jaw while he pressed his body to hers.

Charlotte was slipping into old feelings again, allowing them to overtake her.

The hand on her neck glided back and into her hair. He gripped her locks tight and gave her a sharp yank.

The pain immediately washed through her, swirling with an intense longing that found a home on her clit. It ached, fueled by what’d happened in her bedroom.

Her breathing turned shallow while he hissed through his teeth at the whimper that escaped her.

Her back hit the doorway threshold, alerting her to the fact that he’d been guiding her backward. She’d been so lost in the moment that she had no idea they’d moved.

He leaned in closer, dropping in height in order to drag his lips along her jaw, teasing her mouth while his free hand brought her hips forward. He was hard, harder than stone, and the desire to fall to her knees and take him into her mouth came fast.

“Watching you ride his cock,” he said with a sigh. His tongue lanced her lips, causing her to gasp. “Watching your tits bounce…” He grabbed her hand and molded it around his dick. “It got me so fucking hard.”

She couldn’t fight the urge. Consumed in the moment, Charlotte stroked him.

He let out a groan of approval, fueling her desire to continue.

“I saw you,” she whispered.

“I know.” He nipped at her lips, causing her to gasp again. She gripped his cock tight and he groaned in response. “Did you like it?”

“Yes.”

The truth emerged whether she’d intended for it or not, and it’d had the expected consequence.

Aiden lunged forward and claimed her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. It was demanding, powerful, and she succumbed to it.

Charlotte reciprocated in kind, her tongue dueling his at a chance for supremacy. It was hot. It was intense, a stark contrast to Gisele’s tender, seductive mouth. And it was familiar.

He finally drew back when air had become thin, dragging her bottom lip through his teeth.

She shivered against him, the bite of pain the perfect complement to the torrent of sensations racing just below the surface.

“I’ve missed you, Lottie,” he said on a sigh, dipping into the crook of her neck. She clung to him in a desperate bid to stay grounded.