Sydney


We returned in silence. Aiden inquired, sensing my gloomy mood. "Do you have anything on your mind?"

"No, I'm a little fatigued," I admitted, not really honestly.



"I know a few methods to brighten you up, like a wonderful massage followed by a bubble bath with champagne," he said thoughtfully as he reached across and sensuously squeezed my thigh.



"It sounds wonderful," I said dryly, "but I'd rather just sleep."



He raised an eyebrow," really? No one refuses a body massage from me. I am quite skilled in that area." He grinned.

I recalled Marilyn's words and my mood turned fouler. " I am pretty sure, you would have had a lot of practice, but right now I would prefer if you stick to driving," I said sarcastically.



"If I promise to stick to driving, would you let me practise my skills on you when we get home?" He teased.


I cocked my head to look at him from the side, and he smiled. He had no idea that his flirting was backfiring. I lay back and closed my eyes mumbling.
"Do whatever you want, I am tired."

I was completely unaware that I had fallen asleep. A familiar musky aroma assaulted my nostrils as I awoke with the sensation of being lifted.

"What are you doing?" I mumbled sleepily.

" Take you inside, or would you like to sleep in the car?" Aiden chuckled.



Aiden was carrying me in his muscular arms as I opened my eyes.



"Aiden! Put me down right now!" I shouted.



" No," he said, simply walking to our room.


When we arrived at our door, he said, "Open the room, sweetie." He leant in slightly to allow me to reach the knob and turn it open.
He stormed inside, still carrying me, and slammed the door shut behind him. He then walked over to the bed and sat me down.
As he carefully removed his jacket and untied his bowtie, I sat up and scowled at him. He peered down at me, he had a predatory expression in his eyes, which made me shake with excitement. I would have welcomed him in a different situation, but not today.

"Aiden, stop! We need to talk," I said.

"We're talking," he said, smirking as he gently unbuttoned his shirt, exposing inches of his skin. I swallowed a lump. How could I remain enraged while he resumed his strip show?
As he took off his shirt, I narrowed my eyes and scowled at him.

"Like what you see?" He asked, grinning.

I rolled my eyes, " Aiden stops trying to seduce me. I am not in the mood."

"I can get you in the mood." He shrugged his broad shoulders.

"I am serious Aiden," I glared at him. Though I didn't mind the view.

"There is something wrong, Syd. What is it? I saw you talking to Marilyn, it can't be anything good," he stated.

Even though I didn't believe Marilyn, I couldn't help but be bothered by her statements. Aiden's previous affairs were unimportant, and according to our contract, I shouldn't be concerned about his present affairs either. But I couldn't help but feel jealous.

"She told me about..you and her. That you were dating her..." I said haltingly.


For a few seconds, he looked down and remained silent.
"Jealous?" He asked, looking up. He was smiling.


"NO!" I retorted defensively.



"You are," he said with a smug grin.



"It's just that..you never told me...well she also said that you met her in London when you went there for your business trip," I said accusingly.



"So you want to know if I had sex with her? You could have just asked ?" His smile had vanished. His face was devoid of all expressions.

" OK, so did you have sex with Marilyn?" I asked. I tried to keep a calm exterior but I was raging inside.



He tilted his head to one side and smiled.



"How would you feel if I said yes?"


I was filled with rage and wanted to bash that lovely nose.



"Did you do it?" My voice was getting louder.



"That is not my response, sweetie. Are you envious ?" He stated that with a grin tucked into the corner of his lips.



"I asked you first, tell me, now!" I turned towards him and glared.


He sighed," Okay, I'll tell you but you are not gonna like it. Marilyn and I did sleep together, however......"

I couldn't control the wave of emotions that washed over me. I wanted to punch him in the face and weep myself to sleep. But, since I didn't want to tell him about my plight, I did the next best thing. I stood up from my bed.



"Enough! I'm finished with you...." I couldn't get any closer. Aiden had grabbed my bare arm and yanked me back into bed.



"Wait! I haven't even begun, " he laughed.



"Leave me alone, Aiden!" I fought to break free from his vice-like hold. My hair was a jumbled mess. He burst out laughing.



"Damm! you are so funny!"



I glared at him in anger while he laughed, almost doubling up.



"Why don't you accept that you are insanely jealous," He said.


"What difference does it make? You have complete freedom to do whatever you choose. After all, this is just a contract. It shouldn't matter how I feel." I let out a sigh.



"That's not the case, Syd. Give me a chance to explain myself." Softly, he said. I sighed and put down my struggle.



"In London, I met Marilyn, but I didn't sleep with her. She was with her father at the time. He's a long-time business acquaintance and family friend. We've been friends for a long time. As a result, we just met for dinner. After that, I was back in my hotel room, alone."



My anger was a notch down. I looked at him curiously for a hint or lie. His face was serious.



"Marilyn and I were in a relationship 6 years ago. I was young and lonely. She was beautiful and happy. It was natural that we got together. To cut the long story short, she cheated on me with two of my friends."

I gasped, Aidan had suffered betrayal just like me.



"And by two friends I don't mean twice, two different friends at the same time." He looked at me meaningfully.


"Oh!" I said, "you mean.....like a threesome?"



He laughed," yeah, perhaps more, I am not judging. If there is something I can't tolerate in a relationship - that is cheating. We broke up. She pleaded forgiveness. Over some time, I forgave her, but I could never trust her again. We are just friends in Sydney. I don't know what Marilyn and you discussed, but I never cheated on you. I am always monogamous in my relationships and expect the same from the other person." He explained.


I was staring at him, speechless. My brain was working overtime to comprehend the facts. Aiden has never lied to me in his life. He'd been deceitful, but never a liar.



"Syd, say something."



"Perhaps I did overreact, I trust you. Why didn't you inform me about your London encounter with Marilyn?"



He smiled sheepishly and said, "I kind of forgot about that." He drew me in close and looked me in the eyes.



"I was thinking about how I feel about you."



My flesh was burning wherever he touched it, and I was instantly conscious of his half-naked status.



I murmured, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have misunderstood you."



He pressed his finger against my chin, pushing me to stare into his eyes.



"So tell me, were you jealous ?"



My throat had dried up and I was flushing fiercely. So I simply nodded. His chin crinkled up into a sly grin.



"And what was the reason for that?"



"It's because I'm madly in love with you!" Surprisingly, I said it.

His face glowed like a 100-watt lamp.



"Finally! Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for these words?"



Everything was lovely for the time being as I melted in his embrace. The proof of his arousal was pushing into my abdomen. His hands were soon on our clothes, ripping them off. His lips and hands were all over my body, passionately caressing, feeling, and glorifying every inch of it.



" I'm desperate for you!" His voice sounded gruff and raspy, as if he was desperate.



I separated my thighs from him, and he sank himself within with a single thrust. The sheer thrill of it made me gasp aloud. He was squeezing my throat with desperate kisses. He was hammering away at me with such vigour that it was almost terrifying. With our kissing, the bed shook. As he smashed into me again and again, eliciting moans of pleasure from me, I wrapped my legs around his waist.
While stroking in and out, he grasped my ass and almost lifted it fully off the bed.



To accommodate his thrusts, I had to arch my back. I was spiralling into a vortex while being crushed in his arms as he spilt inside me, and the orgasm came in waves. Before collapsing on me, he called out my name.
It took several minutes before my heartbeat returned to normal.