Page 72 of Crossing the Line


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“You are so beautiful,” he practically groans, and if I didn’t feel like a such ball of electricity, those words probably would have made me melt.

My hands grip his hair as I kiss him deeper. It’s like every inch of my body craves to be touched by him, and every touch I get only leaves me wanting more.

I might as well be an addict.

So when his hand moves away from my breast and slides into the front of my bathing suit bottoms, I’m done for. His fingers know exactly what they’re doing as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. My body matches his movements, wanting more. I’ve never been so removed from my thoughts, but right now I’m not even sure that I’m thinking anything. My body takes full control, and all it cares about is feeding this new, growing hunger.

His fingers slip inside of me, making me gasp. Aiden breaks our kiss, suddenly seeming to remember where we are. “Shit. We can’t do this here.”

Panting, I manage to get out, “There’s barely anyone here, and we’re practically underwater.”

For a moment, it looks like he’s considering what I’ve said, but then he shakes his head. “No, we need to go. I want to make you come, and I’m not doing it in the middle of a public beach.”

My entire body runs hot at the sound of his words, and I can’t help moving more against his hand. As much as I want to protest, I know we can’t stay here. This doesn’t stop the groan that comes from me as I drag my teeth over his bottom lip, letting go as slowly as I can.

“Fuck.” The word drags out of him like I’m physically torturing him, and my legs instinctively tighten around him at the sound of it.

“Yeah, we should go,” I manage to say against his lips, but my body contradicts every one of those words.

“We need to,” he says between heated breaths as his hand slips out of my bathing suit. “Now.”

I’m left frustrated, desperate for him to finish what he started, so when he grabs my hand and leads me out of the water, I don’t waste time.

The following moments are a blur.

We grab our clothes and my bag and practically run back to my Airbnb. I’ve never been more glad to be staying so close to the beach. Aiden’s hand grips tightly around mine as he leads the way, practically dodging traffic to get us there in a matter of minutes.

Once we’re at the door, he kisses the back of my neck as I try to punch in the code on the padlock. When I get it wrong the first two tries, he says in a low voice, “Unless you want to give the neighbors a show, I suggest you get that door open.”

His breath against my ear makes my spine prickle. “I’m trying,” I hiss as I twist away from him. When the little light turns green, I turn to look at him with a triumphant grin only to be met with his lips on mine, his body pressing me into the door. He reaches behind me to push down on the handle and walks me into the house backward, his mouth never leaving mine.

We somehow make it to the same bedroom he left me in earlier, and he doesn’t waste any time. Within seconds, I’m on the bed and he’s holding his body over me the same way he did this morning. His still damp hair leaves droplets of water on my stomach. My skin cools with each one, but then quickly warms with his large hands claiming every inch of my exposed skin.

I didn’t think it was possible, but I want him more now than I did a few hours ago.

He’s already shirtless from the beach, so I run my hands down his bare chest until I can slip my hand into his shorts. I nearly gasp at his size as I wrap my fingers around him. His eyes flutter shut and he sucks in a breath as I pump my hand. “Fuck, Claire,” he breathes as he drops his head.

I need more, but when I remove my hand to try to pull him toward me, he holds himself steady, staying just out of reach. “Please,” I practically whimper, reaching for him again.

Aiden’s eyes darken. “Don’t beg,” he says roughly. “If you start begging me, this won’t last as long as I want it to.”

His words alone are enough to make a moan escape me, and his mouth twitches in response. There’s a wicked glint in his eyes as he slowly lowers his mouth to my stomach. The kiss is warm and tender, and his eyes never leave mine. He moves his mouth lower, kissing me again.

And lower.

Until his face is between my legs, his eyes still locked on mine as he kisses my skin and slowly pulls my bathing suit bottoms off.

Having his eyes glued to me is getting to be too much, so I look up at the ceiling just as his mouth presses into me. As soon as his tongue slowly slides over my skin, parting me, my back arches in response. It feels like he’s teasing me with his slow gentle strokes, and my hips roll, meeting his movements. The heavy heat inside me builds more quickly than I ever thought possible. Aiden slips one finger into me, then two, and I grab hold of the sheets. His fingers pump in and out of me steadily, matching the strokes of his tongue, and I can’t take it anymore. My hips rock, chasing the orgasm. Daring to look down at him, I utter, “please,” again, and his eyes darken.

His voice is rough when he says, “What did I say about begging?”

My hands move from the sheets to his hair, desperate for him to give me what I need. As soon as my fingers tighten on his locks, a moan escapes him, his voice vibrating against me. He stops his slow teasing movements, and I’m no longer gripping his hair to try and drive him further, but now I’m gripping it for fear of losing control. Between his fingers and tongue, my body doesn’t take long to shatter into a million pieces under his touch. He stays there until the last wave washes over me like the aftershock of an earthquake.

Slowly pulling away, he holds himself over me again.

Pushing my hair away from my face, I stare up at him, stunned. “Wow.”

Aiden tilts his head, a crooked smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “Wow?”

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