Chapter 19 - Madeline
“You didn’t have to stay. It took so long!” I say, silently grateful that Aiden is still beside me. He wheels me out of the hospital in the wheelchair and grunts in response. I feel a bit silly being wheeled out, but apparently it’s hospital policy. My ankle is only lightly sprained, and the doctor said that once the swelling goes down it should be better within a few days. I’m so lucky, I can’t even wrap my head around it.
Aiden loads the crutches into the back of the truck and jogs over to the passenger’s side door. He helps me up out of the wheelchair and I climb into the seat, smiling at him in thanks. I watch him walk around the front of the pickup and open the driver’s side door.
The past couple hours have flown by. Thankfully, the hospital wasn’t busy and I didn’t have to wait too long, but it was still just over two hours, most of which we spent in silence.
As usual with Aiden, though, it was a comfortable silence. I turn to look at him as he drives out of the hospital, and my heart squeezes at the thought of going back to the McCoy’s hotel. I don’t want to leave him. We drive in silence for a few miles until I clear my throat.
“Aiden…”
“You want to come back to my place for a drink?” he interrupts. He keeps his eyes straight ahead on the road and my heart jumps in my chest. A lump forms in my throat and I nod my head up and down.
“Sure,” I finally say in a hoarse whisper. I can feel a spark igniting between my legs as I think of going back to Aiden’s cabin with him, alone in the woods with nothing but trees and mountains to surround us. I slide my hand over his thigh and he slides his fingers into it, curling them so that his palm covers my whole hand. I close my eyes, feeling safer and warmer than I’ve felt in weeks.
“Why were you up there alone?” he asks all of a sudden. I open my eyes again and glance over at him. My cheeks start to blush at the harshness of his voice.
“I know it was stupid,” I start.
“You’re fucking right it was,” he says, turning his head to stare at me. His eyes are blazing and I see something in them. Is it concern? Does he care that much? “You could have died.”
I try to swallow and I nod. “I know. I went up there after work. We’d just had a meeting about clearing the land to the north of the hotel site for a sports complex and the thought of it…” my voice trails off. I stare out the window at the passing scenery. The old forest is dense and dark as we drive back to his place in the dusk. “I wanted to see what we’d be building on.” The last word comes out as a whisper and Aiden’s hand tenses over mine. The veins in his neck bulge and he keeps his head staring forward. I can see his free hand gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles are white.
“Thank you for saving me,” I say. “I know I shouldn’t have been up there on my own. I owe you my life.”
Aiden grunts in response and turns up the worn gravel path up towards his cabin. He parks the truck outside the cabin and jumps down, jogging around to help me out of the car.
“You want to use the crutches?” he asks. “You can lean on me. There won’t be much room for them in there,” he says, nodding to the small cabin.
“I’ll be fine,” I say, wrapping my arm around his waist. We hop towards his front door and he pushes it open. He guides me to a worn sofa and turns to the wood-burning stove in the middle of the room, lighting a fire in a few seconds. He disappears behind me and reappears with two cold beers in his hand. I take one and clink it gently against his before taking a long drink.
I sigh in satisfaction as the cold liquid travels down my throat.
“Thanks,” I say, opening my eyes to see him staring at me.
“You’re beautiful,” he growls. My heart starts thumping in my chest. My tongue darts out to lick my lips and my whole body feels like it’s electric. His eyes travel down from my face along my body. Everywhere his gaze touches feels like it’s set on fire. He trails his eyes back up towards my face and runs his fingertips along my arm. I close my eyes and a moan escapes my lips as a shiver passes through my body.
His hand brushes across my shoulder and he wraps his fingers around the base of my neck. I don’t have to open my eyes to know his face is inches from mine. I part my lips and wait for the taste of his kiss.
It’s better than the first time. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers into his hair as our lips crush together. He presses his body against mine and brings his other hand to my waist, pulling me closer to him. I lean back, falling on to the couch until his body is completely covering mine. He’s holding himself up on his elbows but I pull his face towards mine, loving the weight of his body on top of me.
His erection is pressing into my stomach and I grind my hips up towards it. I can feel the heat of it through my clothes, and all I want to do is feel him thrust it inside me. I rock my hips back and forth until he moans as he kisses me, pressing himself down onto me.
He moves his mouth to kiss my ear, my neck. He pulls my shirt down to kiss my collarbone. I shiver as he kisses all along my collarbone towards my shoulder, and then takes his tongue and licks all the way back towards my chest. He moves his lips between my breasts and runs his fingers over to squeeze the soft flesh of my breasts.
My body is one fire. It’s screaming for him, screaming for his touch, his kiss, his cock. I grind myself into him and gasp as his lips move back up towards mine. He kisses me with a hunger I’ve never felt before. It’s like he wants to taste every part of me, to devour me with every kiss.
I run my hands along his shoulders and finally feel the muscles that I’ve been staring at every time I see him. I dig my fingertips into his neck and bring his face to mine again, locking our lips together and kissing him harder. He groans and presses himself on top of me, finally lifting his head up and running his hand along my cheek.
“Ive wanted to do this since the first time I saw you at that meeting,” he growls. His words send a thrill straight to my core, and the heat in my stomach blossoms. I run my fingers across his temple and back into his hair, watching him groan in satisfaction as he closes his eyes.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I whisper. He opens his eyes again and I see something else in them, something wilder than I’ve seen before. There’s a depth to his desire that makes my whole body feel like it’s burning. It’s animalistic, almost savage. His eyes stare into mine and for a moment, we’re completely frozen.
I feel his growl more than I hear it. It rumbles through his chest and into my body as his fingers curl on my breast. He pushes his hips down onto me and I feel his hard cock pressing into me again. I moan as he does it, and he growls again before grabbing my shirt and yanking it down.
The fabric rips and I gasp. The shirt hangs open to reveal my black bra and the white skin of my stomach. He growls again, dropping his head to kiss the skin between my breasts. I run my fingers through his hair and feel him groan again.
The space between my legs is burning with desire. His hands grip my waist as he runs his tongue down the center of my stomach, igniting a fire in my veins.
“Aiden,” I breathe, unable to think of anything else to say. He glances up at me, meeting my eye for just an instant before dipping his head back down towards the waistband of my pants.