Chapter 224
Aria’s POV
I remembered my plans with Lillian today and tried to get out of bed, but my body protested with every movement. The soreness between my thighs made me flush with memories of last night with Aiden.
“Shit, I need to get going,” I muttered, glancing at the clock while swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.
I didn’t make it far. Aiden’s strong arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back against his hard chest. His morning erection pressed insistently against my ass. “Where do you think you’re going?” he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. His hand slid down my stomach and between my legs. “You promised me a proper good morning p>
“I promised Lillian I’d pick her up,” I gasped as his fingers found their target, my body already responding traitorously. “She wants to join me for practice today p>
“She can wait five minutes,” he growled, already positioning himself behind me. “Five minutes?” I laughed breathlessly. “That’s not very flattering to yourself.” His answer was to thrust inside me, making me cry out. “Fine. Fifteen p>
It was closer to thirty minutes later when I finally made it to my car, still feeling him between my thighs and tasting his kisses on my lips. The jet ski practice center was waiting, and I wasn’t going to let Aiden Carter-no matter how magnificent in bed— make me late.
I parked my Range Rover in front of Lillian’s apartment building and texted her that I’d arrived. The soreness in my muscles made me squirm in my seat, unwanted flashbacks of Aiden’s hands on my body flooding my mind. Je I needed to stop obsessing over him. We’d been sleeping together for months now, but lately, it felt different more intense, more consuming.
Focus on something else. Like today’s training session. I only had a week left before the competition on the 17th, and I needed all the practice I could get.
Lillian appeared moments later, sliding into the passenger seat with her designer sunglasses and a travel mug of coffee. She gave me a once-over and smirked.
“So why exactly are you keeping this jet ski competition thing from Aiden?” she asked, buckling her seatbelt. “It’s not like it’s something bad p>
I winced, adjusting the air conditioning. “It’s not that I’m deliberately hiding it from him. I just don’t know how to bring it up p>
Especially after he’d just gifted me a jet ski of my own last week. The thought of telling him I was competing as JJ, the mysterious masked female competitor who’d been making waves in the amateur circuit… God, I couldn’t even imagine his face.
Lillian nodded, taking a sip of her coffee. “Fair enough. It would be awkward. But after the competition ends and you reveal your identity, it won’t matter anymore. Aiden’s coming to watch anyway, right? He’ll find out then, and coming clean afterward will feel more natural p>
I gripped the steering wheel tighter, not responding. In truth, I had no idea how Aiden would react when he discovered I’d been keeping this from him. Would he be angry? Hurt? Amused?
If he got upset, I’d just have to find a way to make it up to him. My lips curved into a smile remembering exactly how effectively I could apologize to Aiden Carter.
The training facility was over an hour away, and by the time we arrived, it was already past nine. The weather was perfect-sunny with just enough clouds to break up the intensity of the heat.
After warming up, I tested the water temperature, put on my life jacket, and took a slow lap around the course to get a feel for things before practicing my turns. Lillian had joined me here often enough that she knew most of the staff and could entertain herself.
By midday, I was exhausted. I trudged out of the water in my UV protective gear, squinting against the bright sunlight.
“It’s scorching out here,” I said to Lillian who was lounging under an umbrella. “You want to head back early p>
She shook her head, then suddenly narrowed her eyes at me. “What happened to your lip? It’s bruised p>
I’d been training all morning and was too tired to immediately process what she meant. “Where p>
Before I could finish, her finger was gently touching my bottom lip. I winced at the unexpected sting.
“Ouch p>
Lillian withdrew her hand with a knowing smirk. “Well, well. Looks like you and Mr. Carter got pretty wild last night p>
I instinctively clamped my hand over her mouth. “Jesus, Lil! We’re in public p>
My face burned hot, and between
the intense sun and my embarrassment, I couldn’t tell which was causing the flush. Though. Lillian knew all about my relationship with Arden, I still wasnt comfortable discussing our sex life in the oper
We drove to a nearby town for lunch, then checked into a hotel for a short rest. The afternoon sun was too intense for training; I’d go back when it softened later in the day.
I’d been up since dawn, and the physical exertion had worn me out. Lying on the bed chatting with Lillian, my eyes grew heavy, and before I knew it, I’d drifted off.
My dreams took me to a place of pure fantasy. I saw myself sneaking into the bathroom while Aiden was showering, completely naked. Steam billowed around me as I silently slid open the glass door. Water O cascaded down his muscular back over the curve of his ass and strong thighs.
He didn’t hear me at first over the spray of water. I stepped in behind him, my nipples hardening instantly as they pressed against his wet back. My hands slid around to his chest, fingers trang through the light dusting of hair there..net
“What the—” Aiden started to turn, but I pushed him against the shower wall, my body pressing into his.
“Don’t move,” I commanded, my voice unrecognizable even to myself-low, husky with desire. “I want to play p>
His muscles tensed beneath my hands, but he didn’t resist when I turned him to face me. Water poured between us as I stared up at his surprised expression, droplets clinging to his long eyelashes.
“Aria,” he breathed, “what are you p>
I silenced him with a kiss, aggressive and demanding. My tongue pushed into his mouth while my hand traveled south, wrapping around his rapidly hardening cock. I stroked him firmly, feeling him grow impossibly hard under my touch.
“No talking,” I whispered against his lips. “Just let me fuck you p>
His eyes darkened with lust, and he growled deep in his chest, but I wasn’t giving
him control. I pushed him down onto the built-in shower bench and straddled him in one smooth motion.
“Wait,” he managed, hands gripping my hips. “Protection p>
“Don’t need it,” I purred, positioning myself over him. “I want to feel every inch of you p>
I sank down on him slowly, gasping as he filled me completely. His head fell back against the tile, a strangled moan escaping his lips.
“Jesus Christ, Aria p>
I placed my hands on his shoulders for leverage and began to ride him, setting a punishing pace. His hands roamed everywhere—my breasts, my ass, my clit—but I grabbed his wrists and pinned them against the wall behind him.
“I said don’t move,” I reminded him, rotating my hips in a way that made us both gasp. “Let me use you p>
The water continued to pour over us as I bounced on his lap, taking my pleasure from him. His face was a mask of exquisite torture wanting to touch, to control, but surrendering to my demands.
“You’re going to come for me,” I whispered in his ear, biting the lobe. “And then I’m going to make you hard again and fuck you on the bathroom floor p>
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, his hips involuntarily thrusting up to meet mine. “You’re killing me p>
I felt the familiar tension building low in my belly, my movements becoming more frantic. Aiden’s eyes were locked on mine, dark with desire.
“Come with me,” I commanded, finally releasing his wrists to touch myself. “Now, Aiden. Come with me now p>
As if on cue, his body tensed beneath mine, and I felt him pulsing inside me as my own orgasm crashed through me in waves of blinding pleasure. I called out his name, my voice echoing off the bathroom tiles p>
“Aria! Hey, wake up!” Lillian’s voice cut through my dream, yanking me back to
reality.
I bolted upright, my body flushed and heart racing. The throbbing between my legs was almost painful. What the hell was that dream?