Running her fingernails lightly over his scalp, Rachel tried to keep her hips steady, tried to keep from arching against those talented and distracting lips. She mostly succeeded, groaning Aidan's name as little teasing shocks jolted through her. There was nothing about this that wasn't sexy as hell, the feel of his hand on her body, lips and tongue between her legs, the fact that she knew this wasn't going to be a one-time thing and it blocked out anything else she might be thinking or feeling.

Which was the whole point, right?