A burst of minty breath escaped her body. Her gaze was smoldering, yet she was not the least bit intimidating.
He wanted her, but he didn’t want to unnerve her with the intensity of his desire. Aaron kissed her jaw, then moved lower, his lips brushing her throat. “I want you,” he said. It seemed like such a simple statement, yet his deep, intimate tone packed one hell of an erotic punch. Wondering where the growl that followed came from, he decided it didn’t matter. To him, it really was as simple as that. He wanted Gaia, and she wanted him.
He hoped she would let him make love to her. They’d been friends first, but he didn’t want to get stuck in the friend zone. It was now or never.
* * *
Gaia looked deep into his eyes. “I’ve seen every side of love and sex. I’ve seen hopes of love. I’ve seen players played by another and left shattered. And I’ve seen the most incompatible of couples discover the one thing about the other that makes them whole.” She shook her head.
She continued on, saying, “I have no delusions about anything, Aaron. I can’t afford to. I want people to see past physical attraction and find something solid to hang onto. Starting a relationship is simple. But maintaining one, well…”
Aaron paused thoughtfully. At last, he said, “I don’t have the answers either. But I do know I want to explore whatever this is between you and me. I would consider it an honor if you would allow me to do that, but more than that, I need you to trywithme. I don’t want to navigate these tricky waters alone. Everyone needs someone.”
“And you want me to be your someone?” Gaia asked.
“I definitely do,” he said quietly.
They hadn’t resolved squat. What this might or might not mean didn’t matter any longer to Gaia. All that mattered to her was that he consumed her mind. Making love to Aaron was the only thing she could think of now. The only thing she wanted to do. She wanted to please him. She wanted to drive him wild, hear him moan. She wanted to make him come and come hard.
The desire gripping her intensified until an insatiable hunger took over her body. One hand plowed through his hair, holding his head in place as she captured his lips in a deep kiss.
Maybe it was the martini. Maybe it was Aaron. But Gaia had never felt so freely uninhibited before, so lost in the moment. She wanted more than anything for Aaron to be buried deep within her warm, wet depths. His hands shifted, and he clasped her toga in his fists. Pulling the soft material upward, he broke the kiss so he could haul the garment over her head, then tossed it beside the pool.
“Oh my,” she gasped. “You want to have sex here?”
Aaron grinned at her, but he backed her up against the rock wall, and when she was trapped between him and the rock, he said, “Why not?”
Why not indeed?
He slid his hands slowly down her arms, along the outer swells of her breasts, and over her rib cage. He let out a low groan as he took in her areolae and nipples, which were becoming a darker shade of dusty rose. The pebbled centers begged for his touch. She wanted more than anything for Aaron to take each sensitive bud into his mouth and lave it with the teasing pressure of his tongue.
His head bent, his lips seeking hers. She let out a soft whimper, and his mouth sealed to hers as he engaged her in another slow, sensuous kiss. He pressed his body against the length of her. His hands eased over her bare skin, and she tingled. Actually tingled. She felt the rise and fall of her chest against him. As he moved his lips lower, she sucked in a breath. Cupping her full breasts, he gave them a gentle squeeze. Gaia’s soft, lusty moan heralded her slow surrender. At the same time, her heart melted a little more, knowing how completely she was ready for him.
“I’ll give you everything you want, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear. “Everything you need. You may just have to tell me what feels good and give me a little guidance.”
Her body trembled, and she heard her own breath catch as he latched onto one nipple and sucked. He leaned in closer to her, pressing his body to hers. His long leg wedged between hers, forcing them farther apart. His hands moved over her rib cage to her back. He broke the pressure on the first breast, and then he moved to the other one.
Oh! I feel really good!And he’d barely even touched her. But the night was still young, and she intended to make the most of every minute with Aaron.
What was most stunning to Gaia wasn’t how incredible Aaron’s hands felt on her body. She’d known he’d overwhelm her senses and drive her crazy with wanting him. But what surprised her most was how wantonly she responded to him. All inhibition seemed to melt away as his fingers eased over her burning flesh. As his lips worked their way back up and grazed her neck, she became just a little more undone.
His strong hands on her body, his tongue gently teasing her skin, his clean, wet scent mixed with his male heat turned her on more than anything she’d experienced. True, Mother Nature hadn’t engaged in such a primal heated encounter before. Usually, it was justWham, bam, thank you, ma’am. Have fun giving birth to Giants.
The air around them was sexually charged. With every breath she took, he infiltrated her senses all the more, making her even more excited and very wet. Swiping her sensitive center with the pad of his finger elicited a sharp cry from her. Her eyelids fluttered closed. The combination of his warm breath around the shell of her ear, her breasts pressing against his chest, and his talented fingers pressing against her most sensitive bud made her pulse race and her insides seize up. The throbbing between her legs intensified.Oh, sweet torture…
Maybe she wasn’t Aaron’s usual type, and maybe seduction was all new to her, but this wasn’t just a wild impulse brought on by the full moon or basic physical needs. She had to admit it was Aaron himself. A passion-induced haze took over, shadowing all doubt and uncertainty. All reservations slipped away.
She cared deeply for him. And she knew he cared for her, as only he could. Faithfully. She knew the kind of person he was, and she would bet anything he was a one-woman man.
He leaned slightly away and gave her breasts a squeeze, then slid his hands down to her stomach. His fingers deftly worked the button and zipper on his jeans. He eased the denim over his hips and down his legs. He stepped out of the thick material and kicked his jeans aside. His hands went on a loving exploration of her legs, starting with her calves, and his fingers grazed the backs of her knees, teasing the sensitive flesh before moving higher up to her now quivering apex. He grinned at her, bestowing on her a sweet yet oh so sexy look that made her insides burn and her heart soar.
She sucked in a breath and gave him a small nod.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re going to enjoy every second of this.”
“I’m not trembling because I’m nervous. It’s just the way you touch me. The way you look at me. It makes me feel…” She searched her jumbled brain for the right words. “Sexy,” she whispered.
Aaron stared at her. “Youaresexy, darling. Damn sexy.”
