Chapter 172
Aria’s POV
“I’ll give you another chance,” he moved the vibrator slowly down my body, “why did you lie to me p>
“I… mm When the vibrator approached my inner thighs, my voice began to tremble, but I still wouldn’t surrender, “just… just a prank p>
Oh God, this stimulating feeling made me incredibly excited.
Honestly, I loved it!
“It seems you really need some lessons.” His voice became even lower, dangerous light flickering in his eyes.
When the vibrator finally touched my clitoris, I couldn’t help but moan. But just when I thought I’d get more, he moved the vibrator away.
“Aiden I twisted my body in dissatisfaction.
“Tell the truth, and I’ll give you what you want.” He leaned down to lightly bite my earlobe.
“I don’t need… ah!” My words were interrupted because he suddenly inserted two fingers into my wet opening.
“Your body is much more honest than your mouth, Mrs. Carter.” His fingers curved inside me, pressing that spot that could drive me crazy. “Tell me you’re jealous, and I’ll make you feel good p>
I gritted my teeth, not wanting to give in, but his technique was too skilled. He knew every inch of my sensitive spots, knew how to make me completely collapse. His fingers pumped faster and faster, thumb simultaneously rubbing my clitoris, pushing me toward the edge.
But just as I was about to reach climax, he suddenly stopped all movement.
“Bastard!” I cursed, twisting my body from unsatisfied desire.
“Tell me the truth.” He said calmly, as if completely unaffected.
I knew he could persist for a long time. Last time we made love, he took nearly an hour before releasing. And now I was already trembling with desire.
“Fine,” I finally compromised, “I was jealous. Seeing that woman so intimate with you, I couldn’t stand it. Satisfied p>
His expression softened: “Continue p>
“Please give me… I need you I cried and begged him.
“Don’t torture me anymore p>
Aiden unlocked my handcuffs, but before I could move my wrists, he had already flipped me over, making me kneel on the bed. I heard him unbuckle his belt, then the sound of fabric rustling. The next second, his hard erection pressed against my entrance.
“Since you’ve already admitted it, it’s time to fulfill my promise p>
He thrust in forcefully, and I let out a satisfied moan. His size always filled me perfectly, making me feel both pain and pleasure. He began pumping hard, each thrust reaching the deepest point, I could feel his sac slapping against my buttocks.
“Only I can make you this wet, this passionate, right?” He asked while thrusting, his voice hoarse with lust.
“Yes… only you I gasped in response, finally dropping all pretense.
His hands gripped my waist with force that might leave bruises, but I didn’t care. This feeling of complete possession was irresistible.
The vibrator was turned on again, this time he pressed it against my clitoris, the double stimulation making me reach the peak almost immediately.
“Aiden!” I screamed as I climaxed, my inner walls contracting violently, tightly gripping him.
But he didn’t give me time to rest, continuing that maddening rhythm, penetrating me again and again. My first wave of climax hadn’t completely receded when the second began building.
“Tell me whose you are.” He commanded, his palm landing on my buttocks with a crisp sound.
“I’m yours… ah!” Another slap excited me immensely. “Only yours p>
He smiled with satisfaction, reaching out to pull me up, letting my back press against his chest while maintaining the penetrating position. This angle made him enter even deeper, I could feel him completely filling me. Aiden’s arms wrapped around my waist, his breath burning against my ear, making me shiver uncontrollably p>
I lay exhausted on Aiden’s broad chest, listening to his strong heartbeat gradually calm down. The afterglow of climax was still echoing within my body, until my stomach made an untimely protest.
“Want to go out to eat or handle it at home?” Aiden’s voice was low and satisfied, his fingers casually wandering across my back.
I gently lifted my head, looking up at his chiseled jaw: “Let’s eat at home p>
I sat up, adding somewhat embarrassedly: “Just cooking some pasta will be fine p>
“I’ll do it,” he said simply.
“You can cook?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
Aiden didn’t answer, but instead scooped me up in his arms: “You can witness it firsthand p>
I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck, my gaze falling on his Adam’s apple. As if possessed, I reached out to lightly touch that protrusion that moved up and down with his swallowing.
Seeing he didn’t stop me, I grew bolder and began to caress his Adam’s apple without restraint.
Aiden endured it as he carried me to the kitchen, finally stopping in front of the marble counter and setting me down on the cool surface. He caught my restless hand: “What’s so interesting about touching there? Why not switch to somewhere more interesting p>
I immediately understood his implication and quickly withdrew my hand: “I’m really hungry!” I dramatically covered my stomach in protest.
My body had just experienced lovemaking and was somewhat tired.
His stamina was too good.
I needed to eat something to replenish my energy.
Aiden looked at me appraisingly: “Tomato sauce okay p>
“Of course!” I nodded.
At this moment he was shirtless.
I couldn’t help but look at his muscles, and those hands that had caressed every part of my body.
Thinking of this, I felt my cheeks heat up again. God, Aria, when did you become so easily flustered?
Aiden’s knife skills were impressive. The way he chopped tomatoes, onions, and herbs clearly showed this wasn’t his first time cooking.
“Do you usually cook?” I asked, watching him skillfully prepare the ingredients.
“What do you think?” He put down the knife and looked at me with a smile.
“Absolutely! And you’re very good at it!” I said with a laugh.
Aiden’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his voice became low and husky: “Baby, are you sure you want to keep seducing me p>
I felt my ears burn and said nothing.
Actually, my heart was already very restless.
Aiden didn’t say anything more and focused on cooking. Soon, a plate of steaming pasta was served on the table.
I took the fork and bowl, eagerly beginning to eat. Halfway through, I looked up to see Aiden had been staring at me, making me somewhat uncomfortable: “Could you not look at me like that p>
Aiden leaned back in his chair, though he looked away, his gaze still returned to my face from time to time.
I blushed as I finished the entire plate of noodles, the food and previous activities making me feel drowsy. Aiden put the dishes in the dishwasher, then took my hand and led me upstairs.
When he brought me into the master bedroom, I became slightly nervous: “I’m a bit sleepy p>
“If you’re sleepy, then sleep. No one’s stopping you.” He released my hand and began unbuttoning his shirt.
“Then I’ll go back to my own room.” I didn’t dare look at his bare chest and turned to leave.
But I had only taken two steps when he pulled me back: “Go where p>
He looked down at me, dangerous amusement flickering in his dark eyes.
“Back to my room,” I answered, though my heart was beating violently in my chest.
He clicked his tongue softly: “Have you ever seen married couples sleep in separate rooms p>
“Haven’t we always slept separately?” I countered, my heartbeat accelerating.
He said nothing, just looked at me meaningfully.
“Then… should I go get my pajamas?” I said, my heart full of anticipation.
He was suggesting we sleep
together – what did this mean? Were we really going to share a bed like a real married couple? Was this another step forward in our relationship? Maybe I should find an excuse to go back to my room and calm down first.
I wasn’t quite sure yet.
Was he really serious p>
“Sure,” he agreed.
I felt like I’d been granted a reprieve and quickly ran back to the guest room, rapidly
closing and locking the door!
However, in less than two seconds, I heard the sound of the lock being opened.
I sat on the bed, watching Aiden
push open my door and lean against
the doorframe, lips curved upwardz “If Mrs. Shen likes sleeping in the guest room, then I’ll reluctantly accompany you in sleeping in the guest room p>
How could he get in p>
I watched helplessly as he approached.
“I’m going to shower!” I pushed past him, grabbed some pajamas and underwear,
and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door.
Suddenly remembering how the bedroom door had been easily opened, I opened
the door and poked my head out to ask Aiden, who was sitting on the bed: “Do you have a key to the bathroom p>
Aiden looked up, his gaze meaningful: “Do you hope I do p>
I slammed the door shut with a
ther
“bang” and locked it again. This bathroom lock was locked, from the inside with no keyhole on the outside. Unless he tore downthe door, there was no way he could get in?
Even so, I still didn’t dare shower for too long. When getting dressed, I realized I had
randomly grabbed the set of sexy lingerie that Lillian had “forced” me to buy when
she accompanied me shopping.
Oh my god.
Honestly, I was a bit excited to see his reaction to me in sexy lingerie.
The almost transparent lace underwear p>
I was particularly guilty when I opened the bathroom door, carefully peeking outside.
To my surprise, Aiden was no longer in the room.