“Aiden…” My nails dig into the rippling muscles of his back.
“What is it, sweetheart?” he grunts against my mouth.
“I… I…”
He wraps his hand around my throat, and something inside me cracks.
I come at the same time as his thrusts turn wild. He pulls almost completely out of me and then pushes back in.
When he softens inside me, I hide my face in his neck, tears rimming my eyes.
Aiden just took a scary place and turned it into a happy place.
I palm his cheeks and kiss him as he carries me out with my legs wrapped around his waist.
Chapter Forty-Four
For weeks, the six of us watched football together. Even Kim has become a regular in our nights at the King’s mansion.
Sometimes, Levi and Astrid would join — when Levi doesn’t have a game.
Aiden still didn’t take me to the ‘Meet Up’ but he promised to.
During all the time we spent at Aiden’s place, we bonded over football — the only thing we all love.
I learnt how goofy Ronan actually is. How passionate Xander can be and how cool, but enthusiastic Cole is.
And Aiden.
Damn Aiden.
Since that night in the pool, he’s been taking each of my phobias and turning them into an erotic bliss. Once, he snuck into my room, turned off my night lamp and jumped me in bed. I was so wet and came within seconds.
Another time, he took me hard and merciless against a table in the basement near his indoor pool. I couldn’t think about how closed off the space was or how I’d suffocate to death inside it. All I could feel was the shattering pleasure as he rammed into me from behind.
We had sex in the pool so many times, I lost count.
While all that pleasure washed away the fear, it was only temporary.
I still wouldn’t set foot near a pool, a basement, or the dark if Aiden isn’t holding my hand or carrying me in his arms.
That strangely sounds like trust.
Do I trust Aiden?
I want to. God, I really want to extinguish whatever little distrust I have for him. It doesn’t help that he always resorts to his manipulative ways whenever he wants something.
Aiden will never stop snatching what he wants just because he can.
When Jamie, a rugby player, asked if we can tag along for an assignment, I agreed.
Aiden, being his usual jerk, told me to say no.
When I didn’t agree, he just walked away. A day later, Jamie apologised that he won’t be able to do the project with me.
Later, I heard that Jamie’s rugby gear was ruined and his place in the team was also under jeopardy for alcohol addiction.
It didn’t take a genius to know who was the reason behind it. When I faced Aiden about it, he said, “The sorry fuck shouldn’t have looked in the direction of what’s mine. Besides, he needed a wake-up call to play rugby without polluting his liver.”