week was supposed to be nothing more than a fun, sexy affair, he shoved those thoughts and feelings out of his head. Right now, tonight, it was all about pleasure, and nothing more.
Unsure how she wanted to proceed, he let her take the lead, knowing he’d do whatever she wanted because the end result would be the same no matter what—being buried deep inside her. She reached for one of the condoms on the nightstand and sheathed him. Then she stood back up, straddled his thighs, and with her hands gripping his shoulders and her gaze holding his, she slowly, gradually, sank onto his cock, the fit so tight and hot he didn’t even try to stop the low, rough, possessive growl of need that escaped him.
He placed his hands at the small of her back as the music on her iPod changed to another feverish song, and she began moving to the heavy, driving beat in an erotic lap dance—her body grinding into his, hips gyrating, thighs clenching tight along his as she rode his shaft.
Moaning softly, she threaded her fingers into his hair, pulled his head back and settled her mouth over his, kissing him deeply, passionately, completely fusing the connection between them. Feeling her body clench around his cock, and knowing she was as close as he was to coming, he slid a hand between them and stroked her clitoris, triggering her release. He thrust upward and surrendered to the wild, intense pleasure pouring through him, while Chloe held on to him as if he were the only solid thing that still existed in a universe that had just tipped crazily on its axis.
He felt the same way and knew that no matter what they’d originally agreed upon when they’d arrived at the resort, things would never be the same between them again. And he wasn’t quite sure what to do about that.
9
THE NEXT THREE days at the resort passed quickly for Chloe. The mornings and afternoons were filled with attending activities and working on her ad campaign and presentation, while her nights were spent with Aiden, fulfilling all sorts of fun fantasies and just enjoying one another. Yeah, that was definitely the best part of their time together, she thought as she cast a glance at Aiden where he sat across from her at the spacious boardroom table in one of the conference rooms that the hotel had given them to use during their stay at the resort.
Sex with Aiden was so off-the-charts hot, beyond anything she could have imagined or predicted, and just thinking of being with him made her go all warm and soft inside. Physically, they were incredibly in sync, but as the days passed, she was becoming increasingly aware of the fact that every time they were together, she became more emotionally involved, and that was something she never could have anticipated happening.
She continued to silently watch Aiden, very familiar with the slight crease of his brows that indicated he was deep in thought as he worked. His hair was tousled from being finger-combed, something he did when he was completely immersed in a project. He was wearing a casual T-shirt that clung to his broad shoulders, drawing her gaze to his toned biceps and strong forearms and how those muscles flexed as he typed a steady stream of information on his laptop.
She could sit for hours and marvel at how gorgeous and sexy he was, but that wouldn’t be very productive for her, though she had accomplished quite a lot since they’d arrived earlier that afternoon. Chloe figured she deserved a break. Especially after the intense meeting they’d had with the vice president of the resort, Edward Luca, which had given them both the opportunity to ask pertinent questions about marketing strategies and objectives and get a better feel for what they envisioned for the future of the resort.
The knowledge they’d gleaned from Edward had been invaluable, but she and Aiden were still very aware of the fact that there was another ad agency on the island, and they’d had a meeting with the VP, as well. The pressure was on, because today was their last day to gather any last bits of information for their campaigns before flying back to Boston tomorrow.
She and Aiden had both used the large, flat surface of the conference table to spread out the visual presentation boards they’d created over the past few days that included the photographs that Ricardo had taken for them, along