Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 246

Aria's POV

"Aiden," I gasped as he pushed the strap of my bikini top aside and descended to my breast. His tongue circled my nipple through the thin fabric before he tugged the material down with his teeth, exposing me to the night air. The sudden chill made my nipple tighten further before his mouth enveloped it again, sending jolts of pleasure straight between my legs.

"Fuck, you taste amazing," he growled against my breast, his hands now firmly gripping my thighs to keep me steady. "I've been watching you all evening, those water droplets running between your breasts. Been driving me fucking crazy."

I could feel his erection pressing insistently against me through his swim shorts, hard and demanding. The evidence of his desire only intensified my own, and I rocked against him, seeking friction.

With surprising strength, he maneuvered us toward the edge of the pool, positioning me with my back against the smooth concrete ledge. His eyes, now nearly black with lust, locked with mine as he asked in a voice that was barely controlled, "Here or inside?"

"Here," I responded without hesitation, already reaching for the drawstring of his shorts. "Now, Aiden. I need you now."

He needed no further encouragement. With practiced efficiency, he pushed my bikini bottom aside rather than removing it completely, his fingers finding me already slick and ready despite the water.

"Always so wet for me," he murmured appreciatively, stroking me with two fingers until my hips bucked involuntarily against his hand. "Tell me what you want, baby."

"You," I panted, reaching down to free his cock from his shorts. I wrapped my hand around his impressive length, giving him a firm stroke that pulled a groan from deep in his chest. "I want this inside me. Deep."

Aiden positioned himself at my entrance, teasing me with just the tip until I whimpered in frustration. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, filling me completely.

"Oh god!" I cried out, clutching his shoulders as the sudden fullness took my breath away. The fear of slipping underwater made me cling to him tighter, legs wrapped around his waist and nails digging into his skin. "Fuck, Aiden—you're so big—I feel so full—"

"Christ, Aria," he hissed through clenched teeth, his forehead pressed against mine as he struggled for control. "Your little noises—the things you say—you have no idea what they do to me." He punctuated his words with several deep, hard thrusts that had water splashing around us.

The rhythmic lapping of waves against the pool's edge matched our movements as Aiden established a punishing pace. Just when I thought I understood his rhythm, he'd suddenly slow down, drawing out each thrust with agonizing deliberation that had me squirming and gasping for more.

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