he said coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her stomach. "What're you doing?"
"Just watching the water, it's so calm and peaceful," she said leaning back against his solid chest. "So, what did the nurse say?"
He nuzzled her neck, kissing the sensitive spot right behind her ear and she smiled. "I'm perfectly fine," he said nibbling on her earlobe. "But I'm still going to need round the clock care."
Misty laughed. "It's gonna cost you." She tilted her head to the side and savored the feel of his hot breath on her neck.
"Oh yeah?" Aaron gathered her hair in his hands and brushed his lips across the nape of her neck. "What exactly is it going to cost me?"
"I don't know," she said playfully, her eyes closing of their own volition. "That feels good." God she loved it when he kissed her neck.
"How about this for starters?" he whispered slipping his hand down the front of her bikini.
She sucked in a breath when his finger quickly and expertly found her clit and began to circle it with just the right amount of pressure and speed to have her writhing against his hand. "That's good," she whimpered. It never ceased to amaze her how attuned he was to her body, how he could make her beg for release so damn fast.
"And this," he said his voice husky.
Misty heard the sound of his zipper and her pussy tensed with the knowledge that very soon she'd have his cock buried inside of her. She was beginning to crave these moments, live for them, for the times she spent connected with him in the most primal way. His cock was poking her now, rubbing along the crack of her ass, and she pushed back, desperate to feel more of him.
"Do you trust me?" he asked.
"Yes, of course I do." That was an odd question to ask right now, she thought.
"Good." He removed his hand from between her legs and she groaned in protest. " I want you to hold on to the railing and don’t let go, okay?" She nodded. Aaron pulled down her bikini bottoms, guiding her right foot then her left. He slowly kissed his way up her legs, stopping between her thighs long enough to tease her with his tongue before once again standing behind her. Lifting her right leg he propped it on the bottom rung of the railing and entered her with a hard thrust.
Misty screamed and clung to the railing so tight her knuckles turned white. Aaron put one arm around her stomach and put the other between her legs; his fingers finding that sweet spot on her clit again. The urge to grab his hand and push it harder on her clit was strong, but he'd told her not to let go of the railing and she wanted to obey him and please him. She'd never wanted to give up control before--Even all the years she'd spent with Richard she'd always been in control of their sexual relationship. But with Aaron, she found relinquishing control to be fun and erotic. It was a turn on to have him take control and pleasure her until she was mindless.
"You're so wet, Misty. Do you like this?" he crooned at her ear.
"Yes, yes," she said nodding her head and moaning.
"I like it too, baby. I like feeling your pussy wrapped around my cock, feeling you squeeze me as you come, milking me until my knees are weak."
His words were so raw and dirty. She should be embarrassed by them, but it only served to make her hornier, if that were possible. "Oh, god, Aaron." Her body was on sensory overload. "I can't take anymore."
"So come, Misty. Right now, just let go. Give it to me, baby. Let me feel you come on my cock."
He pounded her harder and she screamed as her orgasm crashed through her body. Her knees were wobbly and her arms were shaking. She continued to hold onto the railing as Aaron jerked and shuddered behind her, his release a welcome intrusion of her body. He showered her shoulders with soft kisses as he pulled out of her and set her leg back down on the floor. Her body was damp with sweat, the light breeze making her shiver. "I could go for a hot shower right about now. Want to join me?"
"That's a tempting