Between Heats (Downtown Aquatics Book 1) (7 page)

Madison took his cock out of her mouth, and wrapped her hands
around him so she could lick his length from tip to base. When she looked up at
him, he liked what he saw—her green eyes were now hooded with desire, and
her luscious lips parted to take him in again. He couldn’t help but reach for her
and entangle his fingers through her hair.

This time, she was taking him inch by inch, sucking on him each
time. It was all getting to his head. His hips bucked and he made a throaty
groan that came out as a growl. She was bringing him close to the edge, and
double damn if he gets off now.

He bent down and grabbed her by the waist, which surprised her
and made her let go. Before he could think it through, he had turned her and
pushed her up the wall. If it hurt her, she didn't show it, and merely gasped.

From where he had her, he could see how red her lips had
turned, how flushed her freckles had gotten, how heavy her breathing had
become. He leaned closer, as he stepped out of his jammers, and kept one hand
firmly on her side, as the other traced upwards to cup a breast. He squeezed it
and thumbed a pert nipple, making her let out a soft whimper. That little sound
she made was the final element to overload his senses.

His lips crashed against hers, urging them to part for him,
hungry for more. She responded immediately, arms around his neck, hands in his
hair. His hand on her breast groped her desperately and she moaned into his
mouth. But he had other plans.

His hand on her waist skimmed around her hips to her front,
finding his mark underneath. She was so warm and wet against his palm, and he
rubbed his fingers against her folds. She bit his lip when he slid his finger
in, and he found her wanting. She clutched at his hair as he pulled and pushed,
her hips moving along with his motions. She brought up one leg to wrap around
his thigh, goading him to go deeper and faster. And he did, now using two
fingers and doing more than just going in and out.

She had to pull away from their kiss as she panted for air, and
Aaron could see how her eyes had now glazed with pure lust. It made her look
even hotter to him. The sight of her caused a deep, clenching heat in his
belly. He increased his speed, coaxing more breathless cries from her mouth. He
couldn't help but lick her lips and kiss her all over again.

"I want you now," he demanded breathily against her
lips, as his hips mimed his thrusts uncontrollably. He knew she was ready for
him, and she damn well better be because he fucking wanted her now.

"Come and take me," Madison cried out. Aaron's
fingers had whipped her into pure desire, and she felt herself melting around
him. And she might've, if she weren't forced up against the wall with only his
hands holding her up.

He growled again, and she found it incredibly sexy. “Be careful
what you wish for,” he breathed. Maybe she was going to regret this by tomorrow
morning, but this was what she wanted right at this very moment. What she had
been wanting all day long. She wanted him.

His lips descended to claim hers, his hands seemingly
everywhere. Skimming at first, then groping, clutching her against his body.
His touch was maddening, and she knew he wanted her, too. The kisses at the
pool were apparently just a warm-up, and now they kissed as if their lives
depended on it. That if they stopped now, they’d run out of air. She didn’t
mind it at all, as her hands tangled in his hair and she breathed him in.

“Want more of that?” he asked, clutching a breast. She moaned
as he ground himself against her, his hardness more evident now than ever.

“Y-yes,” her voice came out huskily, an almost inaudible
whisper, trying to kiss the corner of his mouth.

With one swift move, he almost carried her towards the bed,
kissing back intensely. Madison let him lead her and they collapsed on the bed.
The smooth thick sheets met her back as he pushed her up the mattress.

“I was hot for you the moment you stepped into the pool,” he
continued in a hoarse voice. “With that suit clinging to your every
curve.”
 
His hands moved smoothly
from her back, sculpting her sides, skimming her breasts with his thumbs, and
then moving back down again in rapturously teasing movements. “You looked damn
fine in that suit of yours.”

He covered the length of her body with his,
then
nuzzled her neck. She wanted to lessen the gap between them, wanted him to press
down on her more. His fingers went back to tease her nipples while one hand
palmed a breast. “These were damn distracting too,” he said, before tilting his
head to flick his tongue against a nipple. “They’re incredible breasts.” The
unexpected praise made her shiver, and she felt the complimented part of her
anatomy tingle. Even more so when he started to kiss and suck on said breast.

Who knew that boy-next-door persona hid such a sexy dirty
talker? She never knew she liked it. She wanted to talk back, but all the
overwhelming sensations were threatening to take hold of her, and she needed
her faculties to enjoy every single touch.

All this talk of wanting her body made her hips buck and try to
meet his. She already felt his erection when it brushed against her thigh, her
groin.
Heavens help her
,
she wanted
him now
. One hand moved down her back, lifting her buttocks, sliding
further down so that he could hook her knee up against his side.

He then bent down to kiss her, open-mouthed
and raw.
But he had to pull away for air, and reach for something over
her head. A drawer opened and closed, and she saw him tear a foil open. It was
during then that she saw his face fully since they started. His expression said
it all—the unassuming friendly guy was nowhere to be found, replaced by a
man who knew exactly what he wanted.

He pulled on her legs to bring her closer to him, and leaned
over to kiss her mouth, her cheek,
her
jaw. "Say
you want this," he said huskily against her ear.

There was something tender in the way he said it that made her
grasp onto his arms. “I want this.” And he kissed her full on the mouth again.

With a leg up, she let herself be parted. His hand moved
against her folds, finding her own need. She shuddered and tugged his lower lip
with her teeth in anticipation. Aaron adjusted himself, covered her upper body
with kisses, and moved slowly into her.

She let out a gasp and clutched at the sheets. Her hips rose up
to move along with him. One of Aaron’s strong swimmer arms anchored him while
the other clutched her close. Their kisses grew ardent with the rhythm,
concentrated, searching, insatiable. Madison tried to arch her back so her body
pressed close to his, leaving no space for air between them. She thought of how
he could manage to still be so hot while exerting effort, and realized all his
training had done him good on that. The idea only sent a burning desire
rippling throughout her body. As the tempo increased, she mewled, and asked for
more, for something stronger.

Aaron lifted her, almost to a sitting position, never breaking
contact. He was pure power in the pool; he was even more so in bed. He hitched
her legs higher to let them wrap around his lower back and thighs, and pinned
her to his headboard so he didn’t have to take on all of her weight. Together
they pounded into each other, each other’s names a wet sigh in their mouths,
until the rhythm and the desire collided into the release that they had both
been waiting for.

Madison looked back at the bed where Aaron was still
sleeping soundly under tangled sheets. She checked her phone; it was just a
little after five in the morning. He had mentioned during dinner that he woke
up early for training, so she had planned on slipping out earlier than that to
avoid an awkward goodbye. Still, Madison couldn’t help but smile at his
sleeping form. As she buttoned up her blouse, she wished everyday could be just
like this.

Last night had been long and wonderful and exquisite. She
couldn’t remember the last time she felt thoroughly made love to. But today,
she needed to go, and that meant having to leave while she still could. Her
shift at the cafe didn’t start until 11:30, but staying meant spending more
time with him. As amazing as last night was, she couldn’t help but think that
it was a
one time
thing. From their dinner dates, it
felt that they had very little in common outside of this incredible sexual
energy that needed to be let out. This was just her saving them some
awkwardness later on.

She was glad that models carried a bunch of clothes with them
for every job. Certainly helped in situations like this. With one final look
around the room, she checked if she missed anything else. Seeing that she
hadn’t, she turned to pick up her shoes, only to see Aaron sitting up and
looking straight at her.

“Leaving already?” he
asked
as he
looked straight at her, his eyes smoldering.

Madison stopped herself from gaping. He was naked save for the
sheets that covered his lower body. With his well-built chest, toned arms (
oh heavens, those arms
), and his
just-got-off-bed hair, he looked as hot as a summer day. “Um, yeah,” she said
after clearing her throat.

“Were you planning to run off without saying goodbye?” he asked
pointedly. For a person who just got up, his voice was firm and clear.

She looked away guiltily. “I
was
going to kiss you goodbye.”

He extended a hand towards her. “Kiss me then,” he ordered.

She looked back up at him, and took a couple of tentative steps
forward to take his hand. He just held it as she leaned forward to give him a
kiss on the lips. He didn’t kiss back though, so she simply planted her lips on
his.

“Call me?” she asked softly.

He said nothing in response. His face was unreadable, his clear
gray eyes simply blinked at her. Since he was quiet, she simply nodded and
pulled away to start picking up her shoes.

But Aaron pulled her closer, his eyes still on her face. “Five
more minutes.” It wasn’t a question.

Madison stared back at him. “But I—”

“Five—” he pulled her even closer, their lips touching,
“—more—” forced her to lean on the side of the bed,
“—minutes.” He claimed her lips with his.

It was more than can be expected for a good morning kiss and
Madison could only kiss him back, not finding the hint of peppermint odd. She
tried to pull away, but Aaron’s grip on her arm was tight. His other hand even
reached for her waist and pulled her closer.

“Aaron, I—” Madison started, breathless, as soon as she
was able to speak.

“Just a few more,” Aaron breathed, and pulled her even further
and together they fell onto the bed.

Losing her balance, she had no choice but hold on to the
bedsheets
as he kissed her. His arms were already around
her, hands skimming and grasping. One of his hands slipped under her blouse to
skim her skin directly, and she could feel the warmth of his large hands.

A soft sigh escaped her lips when Aaron let go of her mouth to
kiss her throat, her neck. One of his hands had unclasped the top buttons of
her blouse. She tried to pull herself up, but his legs had hers trapped. He
flipped her so her back was to the bed, and that he was on top of her, his
attention on the freckles down her collarbones.

“Aaron…” she moaned but she needed little convincing. Not that
he knew that.

“Give me five more,” he repeated, breathing on her skin. It
tickled her. The sheets had given way, and he was fully naked on top of her.
She could feel his early morning need against her—and neither of them
cared.

She squirmed underneath him, now hoping for something more than
just a kiss. She ground herself upwards towards his need, hoping she could feel
more than just the friction.

He slipped his hands under her blouse, and cupped her breasts
to grope, squeeze. She helped him by unbuttoning the rest and bared her chest
to him. Appreciatively, he squeezed her breasts again, pushed up the bra cups
and had his mouth descend on each nipple to lick and suck.

“More…” Madison moaned.

“Minutes,” Aaron answered back. He reached for the waistband of
her tights and pulled it down, along with her lacy underwear. He took that
opportunity to place his legs between
hers,
confident
she wasn’t going anywhere this time.

She knew he could see she was wet, the way his eyes stared at
the sight of her sex. Without preamble, he dove down to kiss her there, pushing
her back up the bed. There was no easing up, just pure unadulterated hunger. He
didn’t go easy on her, lapping her up, letting
himself
go deeper. Madison mewled as her legs tightened around his neck, asking for
more.

She protested when he pulled away, but soon enough he was fully
sheathed and easing himself into her spaces. It was slow at first before going
in with as much fervor as earlier.
Even much more.
She
clung to him tightly as they moved together, and soon they were spent and laid
silent on the bed.

She couldn’t help but giggle afterwards. “Now
that
was something.”

“You were just so tempting,” Aaron replied, tightening his hold
around her. “You were so hot getting dressed.”

“You were awake?”

He simply nodded, and she let out another laugh. She thought
wryly that she wouldn’t be able to walk out easily this time now that he’d
caught her. And yet she didn’t mind anymore. “We should get up now, though,”
she murmured.

“Five more minutes?” Aaron asked, looking into her eyes.
“Please?”

She sighed. “Well, I do need to take another shower…”

Aaron smiled, his lips on her neck. “I’ll take what I can.”