Chapter 16 Sep 17, 2025 I couldn't breathe. The air was thick with chlorine and this skin-crawling anticipation that made my nipples stiffen. The corridor was lit with this eerie blue light, shadows flicking across the walls like ghosts, and I swear I could feel Aiden's body heat radiating off him like a goddamn furnace. He unlocked the door with this practiced ease that made me wetter than a fucking slip-n-slide. "The building's technically closed," he reminded, his voice all low and sinful, like he'd just rolled out of bed after a three-day bender. I followed him, my breath hitching as we stepped into the narrow hallway. The smell of chlorine and tile was sharp, but it was nothing compared to him-musky, primal, and so fucking irresistible I wanted to climb him. He pulled out a key, unlocked another door. "How do you manage that?" I asked, my voice trembling. He smirked, that smirk that made my knees weak and my panties damp. "I'm very friendly with the staff," he said, his tone teasing. "Sometimes I borrow access for late training." The way he said "training" made it sound like porno, and I swear I felt my cheeks flush. He held the door for me, his smile widening as I stepped inside. The locker room was empty. He closed the door behind us, the click of the lock echoing in the silence like a gunshot. I turned to face him, my chest heaving, and he stepped closer, his hands sliding up my arms like he was claiming me. "You're trembling," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, and I nearly came right there. "Because of you," I whispered, my voice hoarse with this desperate, clawing need. He chuckled, low and dark, his breath hot against my skin. "Good." His hands moved lower, tracing the curve of my waist before sliding around to my ass. He squeezed, firm and possessive, and I gasped, my hips bucking against him. He was hard-so fucking hard-and the feel of him pressing against me made my clit throb like it was trying to vibrate its way out of my body. "You've been driving me crazy all the time," he growled, his voice rough with want. "Then do something about it," I dared, my voice trembling with this desperation that made me sound like a porn star. He didn't need to be told twice. His lips crashed down on mine, hungry and demanding, his tongue plunging into my mouth like he was trying to steal my soul. I moaned into the kiss, my hands tangling in his hair as he pushed me back against the cold tile wall. His hands were everywhere-on my tits, my hips, my thighs-each touch sending bolts of pleasure straight to my core. He pulled my shirt over my head, his lips trailing down my neck as he unhooked my bra with this practiced ease that made me wonder how many women he'd done this to. My tits spilled into his hands, and he groaned, his thumbs circling my nipples until they were hard and aching. "Fuck, you're perfect," he breathed. He dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down my hips to my waistband. He tugged my jeans down, his breath hot against my skin as he kissed his way down my stomach. My panties were soaked, the fabric clinging to my slit, and when he pressed his tongue against me through the fabric, I nearly came on the spot. "Aiden," I whimpered, my hands fisting in his hair like I was trying to hold on for dear life. He pulled my panties down, his eyes dark with hunger as he took in the sight of me. "Spread your legs," he commanded, his voice rough, and fuck, I obeyed without hesitation. His tongue flicked against my clit, and I cried out, my hips jerking against his mouth. He groaned, the sound vibrating against my pussy as he licked and sucked, his tongue plunging into me with a rhythm that had my toes curling and my brain short-circuiting. "Oh God," I moaned, my back arching as pleasure coiled tight in my belly like a spring. He slipped a finger inside me, curling it just right, and I gasped, my walls clenching around him. He added another finger, stretching me, fucking me with his hand as his tongue worked my clit like it was his goddamn job. "That's it," he growled. "Come on my tongue." I couldn't hold back. My orgasm ripped through me, tearing a scream from my throat as I came hard, my pussy pulsing around his fingers. He didn't stop, lapping up my juices with a hunger that made my knees buckle and my vision blur. When I finally came down, he stood, his gaze dark with satisfaction as he licked his lips. "You taste fucking incredible," he said. I reached for him, my hands trembling as I unbuckled his belt. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy in my hand, and I gasped at the size of him, my mouth watering. "Take it," he growled, and I dropped to my knees without hesitation. My lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and I sucked him, my tongue swirling around the tip before taking him deeper. He groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as I worked him. "Fuck," he hissed, his hips jerking as I sucked him, and I could feel him tensing, his cock throbbing in my mouth. I pulled away just in time, and he grabbed me, lifting me up and pressing me against the wall. "I want to be inside you," he growled, his voice rough with desperation, and fuck, I was so ready. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my pussy already aching for him. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders. "Now," I begged, my voice hoarse, and fuck, he thrust into me, hard and deep. I screamed, my walls stretching to accommodate him, and he didn't give me time to adjust, his hips slamming into mine with a force that had me seeing stars. "You feel so fucking good," he groaned, his voice rough with pleasure, and I couldn't agree more. "Harder," I pleaded, my nails raking down his back, and he obliged, his thrusts growing harder, faster, until I was crying out with each one. My clit rubbed against him with every movement, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body. "I'm close," he warned, his voice strained, and fuck, so was I. "Me too," I gasped, my pussy clenching around him, and he reached between us, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in tight circles. I came undone, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave, my pussy gripping him like a vice. He groaned, his cock pulsing inside me as he came, filling me with his hot release. We collapsed against the wall, our bodies trembling as we tried to catch our breath. He kissed me, slow and deep, his hands tangled in my hair. "That was fucking incredible," he murmured, his voice soft. And I smiled, my heart still racing.