Turbulent Desires (Billionaire Aviators 2)

It took everything in him not to do it right away. The sudsy water, the candlelight, and her moans were all too much for his senses to bear. He had to have this woman—and soon.

Trailing his lips down her neck, he nibbled and tasted where her pulse was pounding before going lower and lavishing attention on her breasts, which were floating just above the water line. They had been beautiful before, but with water and bubbles glistening on them, they were marvelous and tasted so ripe.

She ran her hands through his hair and tugged before trailing her nails across his shoulders and part way down his back. Each touch from her heightened his pleasure as he continued to devour her body.

Reaching between them, he glided his finger across her opening and rubbed against her nob, making her groan as she leaned against his neck and bit down. The pain was pleasure and torment at the same time. He returned the favor by making her groan again as he sank a finger inside her. She squirmed on top of him, and he was the one groaning next.

“I need you, Lins,” he said as he shifted, feeling the head of his arousal slip an inch inside her delicate folds. He was trying to hold back. He knew he should take her to the bed, but he didn’t think he could wait even that long.

“I need you too,” she told him and then she shifted, pushing down on him, and connecting their bodies together. His heart thundered at the pure ecstasy on her face, at the joy and beauty radiating from her eyes.

He kissed her again as he gripped her hips and began moving her up and down on top of him. She was so tight, so achingly tight as he moved within her hot folds.

“Oh, Mav, I . . . I . . .” She threw back her head and cried out, and then gripped his thickness as she shook on top of him. Maverick followed right behind her, shooting his pleasure deep inside her heat.

They both panted hard as they came down off the amazing high, and then he pulled back, looking into her mesmerizing brown eyes. Her skin was flushed and he needed more. Now maybe they could take their time and truly enjoy each other’s bodies.

Still holding her on his lap, he stood up, water and bubbles dripping off them. He grabbed a rag and cleaned them both before pulling her from the tub and drying them off. She tried shielding herself this time, but he didn’t allow it.

She had trusted him to make love to her, and now she was going to trust him to admire her beauty. Lifting her into his arms, he carried her to the bed and laid her down. She reached for the blankets.

“Don’t,” he said. Her eyes widened, but she left the blankets alone and looked at him with both fear and trust.

“You are so beautiful, Lins. Everything about you is beautiful. Don’t hide from me, please.”

He crawled over her body and kissed his way down her stomach, running his lips across the scar she was so ashamed of. At the same time, he slipped his finger inside her and began building up her pleasure again, so she would never think of the scar as ugly, only think of her body as passionate and desirable.

Soon she was moaning beneath him. He had never lost his erection. He wanted to be buried inside her for the rest of the night. But he also wanted to taste her.

Moving down her hips, he kissed her thighs, then moved up to her sweet center and devoured her until she was crying out in pleasure. Her taste on his tongue, he kissed his way back up her body because he needed to sink inside her again.

Pushing her thighs wide apart, he looked into her eyes as he slammed inside with one deep thrust, making her back arch off the bed to meet him. He moved in and out of her slick folds, her tightness gripping him, making them one flesh as they moved in sync.

When Maverick came again, she was right there with him, their cries echoing off the walls. But still it wasn’t enough. He was starving for her. He couldn’t stop. Looking deep in her eyes, he kept thrusting in and out of her body, and she wiggled beneath him as her shocked eyes connected with his.

He knew this was an experience neither of them had ever had before. He kissed her lips, her neck, and the sweet buds of her breasts, all without stopping. He thrust deep in and out of her tight body.

When he came again, he shook within her arms before he collapsed, both of them panting from the pleasure and exhaustion of endless lovemaking.

Knowing he was crushing her, he finally gained enough energy to turn over, but he couldn’t stand not to have her in his arms, and he quickly pulled her close, their sweat-slickened bodies sliding against each other.

They lay in silence. He tried to figure out what exactly had just happened between them. Never had he experienced lovemaking like that. Never had he not wanted to stop. Normally, he came, the woman came, and he was done. It was pleasurable but it wasn’t all-consuming.

When he heard the steady breathing of Lindsey in his ear and felt her chest brushing his in sleep he knew he should get up and leave, but he couldn’t release her, couldn’t let her go. He was sure the sensation would pass, but at this moment, he wasn’t going anywhere. Grabbing the blanket, he covered them both and slowly began to drift off.

His last thought, though, was that his brother was going to most likely murder him. Both Benji and Princess were at Coop’s house. It was going to be obvious Maverick had stayed the night with Lindsey. There might just be the demand for a shotgun wedding since his brother and sister-in-law were so protective of Lins. That thought should terrify him to his very bones.

It didn’t.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

“Mmm.”

Sensations rushed through Lindsey as she slowly began to wake. So good. Something was so good.

“I need you.” ok everything in him not to do it right away. The sudsy water, the candlelight, and her moans were all too much for his senses to bear. He had to have this woman—and soon.

Trailing his lips down her neck, he nibbled and tasted where her pulse was pounding before going lower and lavishing attention on her breasts, which were floating just above the water line. They had been beautiful before, but with water and bubbles glistening on them, they were marvelous and tasted so ripe.

She ran her hands through his hair and tugged before trailing her nails across his shoulders and part way down his back. Each touch from her heightened his pleasure as he continued to devour her body.

Reaching between them, he glided his finger across her opening and rubbed against her nob, making her groan as she leaned against his neck and bit down. The pain was pleasure and torment at the same time. He returned the favor by making her groan again as he sank a finger inside her. She squirmed on top of him, and he was the one groaning next.

“I need you, Lins,” he said as he shifted, feeling the head of his arousal slip an inch inside her delicate folds. He was trying to hold back. He knew he should take her to the bed, but he didn’t think he could wait even that long.

“I need you too,” she told him and then she shifted, pushing down on him, and connecting their bodies together. His heart thundered at the pure ecstasy on her face, at the joy and beauty radiating from her eyes.

He kissed her again as he gripped her hips and began moving her up and down on top of him. She was so tight, so achingly tight as he moved within her hot folds.

“Oh, Mav, I . . . I . . .” She threw back her head and cried out, and then gripped his thickness as she shook on top of him. Maverick followed right behind her, shooting his pleasure deep inside her heat.

They both panted hard as they came down off the amazing high, and then he pulled back, looking into her mesmerizing brown eyes. Her skin was flushed and he needed more. Now maybe they could take their time and truly enjoy each other’s bodies.

Still holding her on his lap, he stood up, water and bubbles dripping off them. He grabbed a rag and cleaned them both before pulling her from the tub and drying them off. She tried shielding herself this time, but he didn’t allow it.

She had trusted him to make love to her, and now she was going to trust him to admire her beauty. Lifting her into his arms, he carried her to the bed and laid her down. She reached for the blankets.

“Don’t,” he said. Her eyes widened, but she left the blankets alone and looked at him with both fear and trust.

“You are so beautiful, Lins. Everything about you is beautiful. Don’t hide from me, please.”

He crawled over her body and kissed his way down her stomach, running his lips across the scar she was so ashamed of. At the same time, he slipped his finger inside her and began building up her pleasure again, so she would never think of the scar as ugly, only think of her body as passionate and desirable.

Soon she was moaning beneath him. He had never lost his erection. He wanted to be buried inside her for the rest of the night. But he also wanted to taste her.

Moving down her hips, he kissed her thighs, then moved up to her sweet center and devoured her until she was crying out in pleasure. Her taste on his tongue, he kissed his way back up her body because he needed to sink inside her again.

Pushing her thighs wide apart, he looked into her eyes as he slammed inside with one deep thrust, making her back arch off the bed to meet him. He moved in and out of her slick folds, her tightness gripping him, making them one flesh as they moved in sync.

When Maverick came again, she was right there with him, their cries echoing off the walls. But still it wasn’t enough. He was starving for her. He couldn’t stop. Looking deep in her eyes, he kept thrusting in and out of her body, and she wiggled beneath him as her shocked eyes connected with his.

He knew this was an experience neither of them had ever had before. He kissed her lips, her neck, and the sweet buds of her breasts, all without stopping. He thrust deep in and out of her tight body.

When he came again, he shook within her arms before he collapsed, both of them panting from the pleasure and exhaustion of endless lovemaking.

Knowing he was crushing her, he finally gained enough energy to turn over, but he couldn’t stand not to have her in his arms, and he quickly pulled her close, their sweat-slickened bodies sliding against each other.

They lay in silence. He tried to figure out what exactly had just happened between them. Never had he experienced lovemaking like that. Never had he not wanted to stop. Normally, he came, the woman came, and he was done. It was pleasurable but it wasn’t all-consuming.

When he heard the steady breathing of Lindsey in his ear and felt her chest brushing his in sleep he knew he should get up and leave, but he couldn’t release her, couldn’t let her go. He was sure the sensation would pass, but at this moment, he wasn’t going anywhere. Grabbing the blanket, he covered them both and slowly began to drift off.

His last thought, though, was that his brother was going to most likely murder him. Both Benji and Princess were at Coop’s house. It was going to be obvious Maverick had stayed the night with Lindsey. There might just be the demand for a shotgun wedding since his brother and sister-in-law were so protective of Lins. That thought should terrify him to his very bones.

It didn’t.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

“Mmm.”

Sensations rushed through Lindsey as she slowly began to wake. So good. Something was so good.

“I need you.”