LOGINAria's POV
"Aiden," I gasped as he pushed the strap of my bikini top aside and descended to my breast. His tongue circled my nipple through the thin fabric before he tugged the material down with his teeth, exposing me to the night air. The sudden chill made my nipple tighten further before his mouth enveloped it again, sending jolts of pleasure straight between my legs."Fuck, you taste amazing," he growled against my breast, his hands now firmly gripping my thighs to keep me steady. "I've been watching you all evening, those water droplets running between your breasts. Been driving me fucking crazy."I could feel his erection pressing insistently against me through his swim shorts, hard and demanding. The evidence of his desire only intensified my own, and I rocked against him, seeking friction.With surprising strength, he maneuvered us toward the edge of the pool, positioning me with my back against the smooth concrete ledge. His eyes, now nearly black with lAria's POVI quickly checked my phone after texting Lillian. A message from Aiden popped up on my screen."I'm here."My head snapped up instantly, scanning the street. The black Bentley was parked at the curb just a few yards away. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of it.I shoved my phone into my pocket and jogged over to the car, shopping bags swinging from my wrist. The summer heat made sweat bead across my forehead by the time I reached the vehicle.Aiden leaned across to open my door, then took the shopping bags from my hand as I slid into the cool leather seat. He carefully placed them in the back before returning to the driver's seat."Why the rush? I wasn't going anywhere," he said, his voice carrying that hint of amusement I'd grown to love.I fumbled with my seatbelt, feeling slightly embarrassed. "This area's notorious for parking tickets."His lips curled into that half-smile that always made my stomach flip. "A ticket for Mr
Aria's POVI watched with satisfaction as Elena stormed off, her face twisted with obvious disappointment. Beating a romantic rival gives me a better rush than any nightclub ever could."Want to hit the shops?" Lillian suggested with a mischievous gleam in her eye."Absolutely!" The word tumbled out of my mouth as excitement bubbled through me.We rode the escalator down from the sixth floor, heading toward the women's section in the west wing. As we passed the fifth floor, the gleaming displays of men's designer wear caught my attention. My steps faltered automatically as a realization hit me—Aiden always brings me gifts when he travels for business, but in all our time together, I've never once reciprocated.The thought stopped me dead in my tracks.Lillian reached the bottom of the escalator before noticing I wasn't beside her. "Aria?" Her voice carried back to me, confusion evident in her tone.She jogged back up to where I stood transfix
Aria's POVThe afterglow of sex with Aiden left me floating in a dreamy haze. My body hummed with satisfaction as I collapsed onto the bed, still catching my breath. The sheets beneath me felt cool against my heated skin.Aiden rolled to his side, his muscled arm snaking around my waist to pull me against his chest. The warmth of his body enveloped me as he nestled his face in my hair."Goodnight, Mrs. Carter," he murmured, his deep voice vibrating against my back.I smiled, too content to form words, and let myself drift into the most peaceful sleep I'd had in ages.Morning arrived with sunlight streaming through the half-drawn curtains. I stretched languidly, feeling the delicious soreness in my muscles that reminded me of last night's activities. The bed beside me was empty – Aiden must have gotten up already.The thought of facing him with last night's memories so fresh made my core tighten again. Not trusting myself to keep my hands off him i
Aria's POVI'd completely forgotten to tell Aiden about my plans with Lillian for Saturday until Friday night rolled around.The realization hit me as I was scrolling through my phone, seeing Lillian's text about what time we should meet at that trendy new restaurant downtown."Shit," I muttered, sitting bolt upright in bed.That's when Aiden walked out of the bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips, water droplets cascading down his broad chest and shoulders. My mouth went dry at the sight. His tanned skin glistened under the soft bedroom lighting, muscles flexing subtly with each movement. My eyes followed a particular droplet trailing down his abs before disappearing beneath the towel."Want to do something tomorrow?" His deep voice broke through my appreciation of the view.I tore my gaze away, suddenly feeling guilty. "I totally spaced on telling you - Lillian and I made plans to check out that new place on Fifth Avenue tomorrow."Aiden to
Author's POVThat night.Freshly out of the shower, Julian stood in his luxury penthouse apartment, a white towel loosely wrapped around his waist.He glanced over at his phone vibrating on the glass coffee table, raising an eyebrow at the interruption.Without rushing, he walked across the hardwood floor, picking up the device with mild annoyance flickering across his face.Seeing the caller ID, he hit the speaker button and placed it back down. "What is it?" he asked flatly.It was, unsurprisingly, Christopher Garcia calling."What the hell are you playing at?" Christopher's voice exploded through the speaker. "You seriously told the producers of 'Secret Getaway' that you'll only participate if they bring Aria on as a guest for one episode? Are you out of your damn mind?""Julian, have you lost it completely? She's married! She's Aiden Carter's wife now, and they're apparently crazy about each other! Didn't you see them trending on Twitter y
Aria's POVThe night had finally settled in after dinner. My skin still tingled from our pool encounter earlier—I could practically feel the ghost of Aiden's hands on my body, the way he'd possessed me completely in that water. God, just thinking about it made me clench involuntarily.Aiden had disappeared into his study with some "urgent documents," which was typical.Even after sex that would have left most men comatose, his brain switched right back to business mode.I wandered to the piano room instead, trailing my fingers along the wall as I went. It had been weeks since I'd touched those keys, and suddenly I craved that particular kind of release too."Two hours," I mumbled to myself, sitting down at the gleaming grand piano. "Then bed."I deliberately avoided bringing up Thomas's birthday celebration again. After what happened in the pool, I figured Aiden needed space to process things his own way. The man communicated through touch more th







