Chapter 318

Aria’s pov

I couldn’t have held back if I tried. Each stroke of his fingers had me crying out, my hips moving in rhythm with his hand.

“Aiden,” I panted, feeling myself climbing toward something magnificent. “I need-I want p>

“What do you want?” he asked, his voice tight with restraint.

“You inside me,” I managed. “Now p>

He didn’t need to be told twice. After quickly removing his boxers, he positioned himself between my legs, the tip of him pressing against my entrance.

Our eyes locked as he pushed forward, slowly filling me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. The sensation of fullness made me gasp.

“OK?” he asked, his muscles trembling with the effort to stay still.

“More than OK,” I breathed, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him deeper.

That was all the encouragement he needed. He began to move, setting a rhythm that had me clinging to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin.

With each thrust, pleasure built inside me, coiling tighter and tighter. Aiden’s movements grew more urgent, his breathing harsh against my neck.

“God, Aria,” he groaned. “You feel incredible p>

I couldn’t form words, could only moan as he hit a spot inside me that sent sparks shooting through my veins. My entire body was tensing, climbing toward something monumental.

“Let go,” Aiden commanded, his hand slipping between us to press against the bundle of nerves at my center. “Come for me, Princess p>

His words, combined with the dual sensation of him inside me and his fingers working their magic, sent me over the edge. I shattered, crying out his name as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Aiden followed moments later, his rhythm faltering as he found his own release with a deep groan that reverberated through my very core.

The next day, Aiden had already left for the office early, heading straight into meetings. Lucy had taken the day off, leaving me a rare opportunity to tackle some household chores. I prepared a simple lunch for myself, and after returning from my afternoon visit to Father, I decided to immerse myself in piano practice.

I played until eight o’clock, the music a soothing balm to my restless mind.

I closed the piano lid and headed back to our bedroom, slipping on a light jacket to

ward off the cold. Aiden wasn’t in his usual spot in the study, which was strange. He wasn’t downstairs either.

Just as I was about to check the basement, the front door opened and Aiden walked in.

“You went out?” I asked, surprise evident in my voice.

“No,” he said, closing the door behind him. “Just took a call in the garden.” His eyes met mine, then dropped briefly. “Ryan’s having a birthday gathering tonight p>

I immediately caught his meaning. “Should I change clothes p>

His dark gaze swept across my chest, lingering for a moment. “Yes p>

Looking down at myself, I realized why. I’d been wearing a thin-strapped maxi dress with a subtle V-neck all day. Not exactly revealing, but definitely suggesting.

My ears burned as I hurried upstairs to change into something more appropriate. I couldn’t help but smile at how a single look from him still affected me this way.

Ryan was the ultimate social

butterfly, with connections

stretching across every elite circlean the city. His birthday bash was being held at his private villa, guaranteed to be packed with the who’s who of our social scene.

When Aiden and I arrived, the villa was already buzzing with energy Music pulsed through the air,

mingling with laughter and the

splash of water to my surprise, it

was a pool party.

We stood out like sore thumbs in our formal attire among guests in swimwear

lounging by the poolside with cocktails in hand.

Even Ryan greeted us dripping wet, wearing nothing but swim shorts, water cascading down his chest.

I quickly averted my eyes, feeling awkward.

Aiden grabbed a towel from nearby and tossed it at his friend. “Cover up before you catch something p>

Ryan caught the towel but made no move to use it. “It’s barely fall, man. Not that cold p>

“It’s offensive to the eyes,” Aiden replied dryly, his hand finding the small of my back.

“Not everyone agrees with that assessment,” Ryan grinned, nodding toward a group of women who were definitely appreciating the view. “You two are seriously overdressed. Why don’t you join the party properly p>

I shifted uncomfortably. “I didn’t know it was a pool party p>

“There are some spare swimsuits in the guest rooms,” Ryan teased, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Unless you’re chicken, Aria p>

I felt Aiden stiffen beside me. “We’re fine as we are,” he said firmly.

“Come on, man! When did you get so boring?” Ryan teased, clapping Aiden on the shoulder. “Remember Monaco? You were the first one in the water-clothes and

all p>

I turned to Aiden with raised eyebrows. “Monaco p>

“Ancient history,” Aiden muttered, shooting Ryan a warning look.

“I’d love to hear about this ancient history,” I said sweetly, suddenly interested.

Ryan laughed. “Let’s just say your husband wasn’t always this uptight. There was a time when “

“Ryan,” Aiden cut him off, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Enough p>

Ryan held up his hands in surrender. “Fine, fine. At least come get a drink. The bartender’s making these amazing fruit cocktails p>

As Ryan led us to the bar, I leaned closer to Aiden. “We are going to talk about Monaco later,” I whispered.