Chapter 130
Aria’s POV
Just when I was at a loss for what to do, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. “Um, I just remembered I have something to take care of p>
“Is that so?” Aiden responded, his voice several notes deeper than usual.
For some reason, every time I heard him say those two words, I felt like he didn’t believe me. This conditioned response immediately made me feel flustered and guilty.
“I really, really do have something!” I stammered.
“Oh p>
He made a sound of acknowledgment and released the hand that had been resting
on my back, but his left hand on the nape of my neck never withdrew.
I could feel him stroking my cervical vertebrae one by one, each touch perfectly calibrated—neither too heavy nor too light, the warmth of his fingertips penetrating through my skin straight to my nerve endings.
“You seemed to particularly enjoy it when I touched you before.” His voice sounded like he was stating a fact.
“I… I don’t remember,” I replied dryly.
“Would I you like me to help you recall p>
Hearing this, I froze, completely at a loss for how to respond. This suggestive topic made my whole body heat up, my mind going completely blank.
“Just teasing you.” Just when I didn’t know what to do, Aiden suddenly chuckled softly and released his hand.
I felt like I’d been granted amnesty, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. Aiden had already leaned back into his seat, his gaze directed forward, lost in thought about something.
I didn’t dare stay beside him any longer. I braced myself against the ground, trying
to get up and leave, but was stopped by his sudden question: “You really like kissing me, don’t you p>
“No, it’s not like that! Let me explain!” I frantically protested.
But he didn’t listen to my explanation at all. One arm encircled my waist, and with a gentle pull, I was drawn into his embrace. I felt he was somehow different tonight, but I couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong.
“How convenient,” he whispered close to my ear, “because I really like kissing you too p>
As soon as the words left his lips, I felt his mouth cover mine. This wasn’t a butterfly- light peck, but an aggressive, deep kiss. His tongue skillfully parted my lips, exploring my mouth, tangling with mine.
I melted into a puddle in his arms, my hands weakly resting on his broad shoulders. His hands began to wander restlessly, slowly moving upward from my waist until they settled on my chest. Through the thin fabric of my clothes, his palms radiated scorching heat, making me unconsciously arch my body.
“Aiden I murmured his name between kisses.
His response was even more passionate kisses and more brazen caresses. His fingers nimbly undid the buttons of my shirt, one, two… until my upper body was covered only by my underwear. Then his lips left mine, trailing down my jaw and neck, leaving a string of wet, hot marks.
“Last time in the office, you cried and begged me to go slower,” he whispered in my ear, his voice huskier than usual. “I’ll be gentler tonight p>
I hadn’t expected him to bring up last time, and my face immediately flushed. That time had indeed been somewhat wild-I could barely get out of bed the next day. But now, remembering that passion, I felt a surge of excitement instead.
He seemed to sense my change and chuckled softly, his fingers expertly unhooking my bra. My chest felt cool, then was immediately covered by his warm palms. His movements were no longer as urgent and rough as last time, but carried an irresistible tenderness.
“Do you like this?” he asked, his thumb gently brushing over my sensitive peak.
I couldn’t answer, only letting out a soft moan. This seemed to please him, as the corners of his mouth curved up in a satisfied smile.
Soon, our clothes were scattered on the floor. He lifted me up, positioning me to straddle his waist. This position let me clearly feel his hard, substantial length. His hands supported my waist, guiding me to slowly move downward.
“Do it yourself,” he commanded, his voice low and sexy. “I want to watch you p>
I bit my lower tip, bracing my hands on his chest, slowly taking him inside me. Even though we’d done this several times before,
accommodating his size was still a He
challenge for me.tel.ne
patiently, his fingers drawing gentle circles on my waist, helping me relax.
When I finally took him completely, we both let out satisfied sighs. His hands moved
to my hips, beginning to guide my up-and-down movements. The rhythm started
slow, but as desire grew, my movements gradually quickened.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his eyes growing dark and intense. “You’re doing so well p>
His praise excited me even more. I
leaned down to kiss him while quickening the movement of my hips. His hands gripped my buttocks tightly thrusting upward in rhythm with my movements. Each stroke hit my most sensitive spot precisely making me emit sounds couldn’t suppress.
Sensing I was approaching my peak, he suddenly flipped our positions, pressing me beneath him. This angle allowed him to penetrate even deeper, and I instinctively raised my legs to wrap around his waist.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I opened my eyes to meet his burning gaze. Each of his thrusts brought me closer to
the edge. I could feel my inner walls beginning to contract, gripping him tightly. “Aiden… I’m going to p>
“Together,” he said in a low voice, increasing his pace. “Let’s go together p>
After several deep thrusts, we
reached climax simultaneously. His
forehead pressed against mine,
breathing intermingling. Unlike.
previous times, he didn’t
immediately withdraw, but
maintained this position, as if
wanting to prolong this moment of
intimacy.
As my breathing gradually steadied and my thoughts became clearer, I suddenly realized: what made tonight’s Aiden so different? He wasn’t rough like before, but surprisingly gentle, almost… tender.
I tentatively reached up to touch his face. “Aiden, are you drunk tonight?” Hearing my question, he slowly raised his head, his dark eyes looking directly at me.
After a few seconds of silence, he replied, “Aren’t you the one who’s drunk p>
My face immediately heated up. I think we might both be a little drunk p>
“Is that so p>
“Yes p>
When Aiden was sober, he would roughly possess her, as if venting his desires. But
this time… was very special p>
Yet somehow, deep in my heart, there was a hint of inexplicable loss.
Ah, Aria, you’re really in trouble now!