Aria's POV
The horse's hooves softened their rhythm as we turned from the main riding trail, disappearing into the edge of a dense grove.
An immediate hush fell over the air. Aiden's breath hitched, his arms banding around my waist, pulling me snug against his chest.
"No one for miles. We can... catch our breath." His voice dropped to a raw rasp, a sound of untamed hunger I’d never heard before.
Aiden guided the horse into a snug clearing, enclosed by a thicket where dappled sunlight danced on the ground.
He swung down first, then reached for me. But as my body slid along his, his grip on my waist didn't loosen. Instead, his hands anchored me, drawing me flush against him.
My voice came out a breathless whisper, "Aiden..." A tiny thrill of alarm warred with a much louder hum of forbidden excitement.
His mouth devoured mine, a stark departure from the sweet brushes we'd shared before.
This was raw hunger, a primal craving.
My eyes flew open in shock, but then fluttered shut as I surrendered.
His tongue, hot and insistent, plunged into my mouth, tangling with mine, stealing my breath and buckling my knees.
My fingers dug into the solid muscle of his shoulders, the only thing keeping me upright.
"God, you're so tempting, Aria."
His words ripped from him, ragged and desperate, "I want you, now."
My whisper hitched, "Here? But... what if someone sees?" My gaze darted around the secluded grove, paranoia pricking at me.
His hand, hot and possessive, slid beneath the hem of my riding shirt. "No one will come here," he promised, his voice a low growl of conviction.
My mind screamed stop, but my body, a traitorous beast, surged against him. His touch ignited a wildfire in my veins, and I found myself arching into him, a silent plea.
Aiden nudged me back against the rough embrace of a thick-trunked tree, his hard body pinning mine.
One hand, deft and quick, worked at the buttons of my riding breeches. The other slid under my top, his thumb a deliberate caress over my nipple, sending a violent shiver through me.
His lips brushed mine as he hushed, "Quiet, sweetheart." The command was implicit, undeniable, intensified by the blazing hunger in his eyes. Refusal became an impossibility.
Faint echoes of laughter drifted through the trees – other riders, undoubtedly.
A jolt of delicious terror slammed into me, mixing with the heady rush of arousal. I bit down hard on my lower lip, fighting back any sound.
Aiden's lips curved into a wicked smile, his pleasure at my delicious apprehension palpable.
His movements grew bolder, one hand dipping into my underwear, his knowing fingers immediately finding the hot, slick core of me.
He grazed his teeth on my earlobe, his voice a low, satisfied rasp, "You're soaking wet, Aria."
A breathless gasp escaped me. "Aiden, please... someone might hear." My words were a flimsy shield, crumbling as my hips instinctively bucked against his fingers.
He nipped playfully at my earlobe, his voice dark with challenge, "No one will notice a thing, unless you get too loud, sweetheart." And his fingers, oh, his fingers... they quickened their rhythm.
My fingers clawed at his shoulders, my body convulsing with exquisite pleasure.
The illicit thrill of our secret tryst sharpened every nerve ending, every brush of skin a spark.
Aiden's free hand unzipped his own riding breeches, and I instantly felt the undeniable heat of his erection pressing insistently against my belly.
He lifted my hips, a silent command for me to wrap my legs around his waist, then drove into me with a single, powerful thrust. A silent gasp tore from my throat, and I bit down hard on his shoulder, a desperate attempt to choke back the scream that threatened to betray us.
His rhythm was fast, primal, each deep thrust a raw, undeniable pleasure. The faint sounds of the stable—a distant whinny, muffled laughter—and the deliciously illicit thrill of being discovered, all conspired to heighten the moment. My core clenched around him, a velvety vise that surprised even me.

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