Our clothes, wet and heavy from rain, lie on the white tiled floor of the en-suite bathroom, forgotten.

The water in the tub is pleasantly warm, even though only my knees and hands are submerged. I let out another moan as the pressure from the tap teases my pussy lips. I arch my back so the pressure hits me at just the right angle. Sometimes, it presses down directly on my clit, and it feels like too much. But when it rushes over my lips and glides over the hood of my clit, it feels heavenly.

“Do you like that?” Aiden asks, wickedness glinting in his eyes. His cock is already rock hard. I can see it throbbing as he runs his hungry gaze over my curves.

I bite down on my bottom lip. This is kind of embarrassing. I’m on all fours with my ass in the air, and Aiden can see all of me clearly—including my asshole. To say that I feel exposed is an understatement. But I can’t deny that . . . “Yeah, I like it.”

“I know you do. You’re all serious and independent on the outside, but deep inside, you’re a dirty girl who wants nothing more than to submit,” he says slowly in a low, seductive voice. “Aren't you?”

My core clenches at his words, and I shudder with pleasure, sending ripples through the surface of the water. “Yes.”

“Good,” he says as he tangles his fingers in my hair. He tilts my head up so he can stare straight into my eyes. Meeting his gaze, I bite my lip. When a moan escapes anyway, Aiden leans in and captures my mouth in a bruising kiss. “Come for me,” he says breathlessly as he pulls away from the kiss.

I moan louder and louder as my arousal builds up from the constant flow of water over my lady bits. Heat and pressure grow in my center. My clit starts throbbing . . . and suddenly, a jolt of pleasure rips through my body. I lose control as my limbs shake of their own accord. Aiden watches my face intensely, his hand in my hair making sure he gets a good look at every little micro-expression on my face.

As I come down from the peak, I feel something hot and spongy pressing against my lips. I open my eyes to see Aiden’s cock.

“Open,” he says, his eyes dark and hungry.

I part my lips for him, letting the head slide inside my mouth. I swirl my tongue over the entire head and tease the opening. Wetness leaks out of me as Aiden groans from pleasure. That’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

I slide my lips up and down Aiden’s thick, hard shaft. There’s a vein popping and throbbing along the side of his cock, and I run my tongue along that vein. I feel his every pulse.

“Fuck,” Aiden curses. “Get up and let me see you,” he orders.

I stand up in the bathtub, water dripping down my knees and forearms. With his gaze, Aiden sears his desire into my flesh. My whole body feels warm, and my cheeks fill with heat.

Aiden gestures for me to get out of the tub as he turns off the tap. He pulls me up and makes me stand in front of the vanity. The bathroom is quiet now that the tap is turned off. I can only hear the vent purring softly in the background and Aiden’s breathing.

This is the second time I’m staring at myself in the mirror today and not recognizing myself.

Earlier in Hannah’s home, it was because I looked so miserable.

Now that I’m naked and in Aiden’s arms, I can’t believe how sensual I look. My hair is partially wet from the rain and from the bathtub. My eyes are heavy-lidded and filled with want.

Is this what Aiden sees? Damn, no wonder he was so confident I was going to come back with him.

“You look so sexy, princess,” Aiden says from over my shoulder. His eager eyes are fixated on my reflection. He wraps one hand around my neck as his other hand slides down to my pussy. “Stick your ass out,” he says.

I do as he says, and feel his rock-hard cock pressing into my ass cheek.

“Do you feel how hard you make me?” he rasps.

I try to nod again, forgetting about his fingers around my neck. “Yeah,” I moan.

“I’ve got to have you now.” Aiden finds my opening with his fingers, making me gasp at the contact. He pushes forward, sliding into me. I’m so slick he spears all the way inside me in one smooth thrust.

I moan as Aiden stretches my pussy walls and fills me up.

He slides his hand down my belly. It looks dark and dangerous over my creamy skin. He cups my mound as his fingers seek out my pussy lips. He stops thrusting but I’m impaled on his cock, unable to move with his hand around my neck. Aiden finds my clit and presses just over the hood, making me gasp.

“That felt good, princess,” Aiden whispers in my ear. “You tighten up real nice when I play with your clit.”

Aiden’s fingers continue to tease me as he starts sliding in and out of me again. He kisses my shoulder and stares at me through the mirror. “Look at yourself,” he orders.

In the mirror, I see a woman in the throes of passion—helpless, vulnerable, and loving it.

“Fuck me, A,” I beg. I want him to unleash his primal urges on me. “Fuck me hard.”

“As you wish.”

As Aiden tightens his grip on me, my breathing gets more ragged. I relax my muscles, going limp and trusting that Aiden will keep me safe from harm. I let go. I throw my head back and squeeze my eyes shut, giving myself completely to Aiden.

He pounds into me, making me gasp with every thrust. With one last hard slam, he pulls me back against him and we explode together, me quivering as every muscle in Aiden’s body tenses. He grunts as he empties himself inside me.

“You’re mine,” he growls as his arms wrap possessively around me. “Say it.”

“I’m all yours, A. Always,” I whisper.