Page 75 of That Rush

“You were watching.”

“The scenery is hard to avoid.”

I turn and swim parallel to the shore. He catches me easily near a submerged shelf. Here the water reaches my shoulders, and my toes can touch smooth stone. One arm circles my waist beneath the surface.

His chest presses against my back, hot compared to the lake. “Tell me this part is casual.”

“You’re preventing me from swimming.”

“That doesn’t answer me.”

His hand spreads over my stomach. The pressure draws me back against him, and the hard length of his cock presses against my ass.

“Aiden.”

“Still casual?”

I reach behind me and close my hand around his cock. His breath changes against my ear, but his arm stays firm around me.

“Just proving a point,” I say.

His hips shift, pushing more of his length into my fist. “Keep stroking me like that, sweetheart, and I’m going to prove one of my own.”

The low warning sends heat through me despite the cold water. I tighten my grip once before releasing him.

“Point proven.”

He turns me in his arms. My legs circle his waist. He keeps us afloat as I settle against him, and his hand slides down to grip my ass.

“Anyone could come up that trail,” he says.

“Then you should kiss me before they do.”

He presses his mouth to mine, his lips still cold from the water.

The kiss is deep and possessive, his fingers tightening while I wrap both arms around his shoulders. He braces his feet on the shelf, keeping every hard inch of him pressed against me without giving me the friction I need.

I move against him.

His lips move against mine. “Cabin.”

“I know.”

“Tell me what happens there.”

“You already know.”

His hand slides between my thighs and cups my pussy beneath the cold water. “Tell me.”

I press into his palm. “I want you naked in my bed.”

“Again.”

I grip the back of his neck. “I want you to lay me down, spread my legs, and fuck me.”

His eyes lock on mine.

“Again, Paige.”