Chapter 122
Claire’s POV
I can practically hear her unspoken thought: You’re practically worshipping her!
But being a good friend, she softens her tone. “You should just invite her out more often. Come on, it’s your birthday! Don’t look so glum p>
I force a smile, but then something occurs to me. “Wait, why would Aria suddenly leave? Did something happen p>
My friend rolls her eyes, clearly exasperated by how the entire evening has revolved around Aria Jones.
I know what she’s thinking – anyone would assume Aria saved my life or something.
Well, she did.
I suppose my friend has rationalized that I see Aria as my guardian angel from that night. I’ve always been terrified of water, and when I suddenly fell in… the desperation I felt was overwhelming. If a man had saved me, I probably would’ve pledged my life to him!
This thought seems to ease my friend’s jealousy a bit. “I heard Julia and Emma went up to her and said some unpleasant things p>
The moment those words register, I feel myself explode with anger. “Didn’t I specifically say Aria was my honored guest? How dare they harass her at my event p>
I’m absolutely furious!
Without another word, I race downstairs in my heels, immediately instructing security to escort Julia and Emma out of the banquet hall.
When confronted, they have the audacity to look offended. “Miss Bennett, what are you doing p>
I glare at them coldly. “You have the nerve to ask? This is my event, and my
honored guest. Did you really think you could treat her like that and get away with it p>
Everyone immediately understands this is about Aria.
Julia and Emma’s faces freeze when I call them “insignificant nobodies.” They want to protest but don’t dare.
Compared to my family, they truly are nothing.
Besides, I had made it clear in my social media posts that Aria was my special guest.
While I hadn’t explicitly forbidden anyone from bothering her, anyone with half a brain could understand what I meant.
Julia and Emma probably think they didn’t do anything wrong – just asked a few nosy questions.
But I don’t care about their excuses. I have security escort them out immediately.
Several guests pull out their phones, taking photos and videos to share with friends. Tonight’s party has certainly become more interesting than anticipated.
After dealing with those two, I immediately grab my phone to send Aria an apologetic message.
Just as I finish typing, a more pressing thought occurs to me.
Aiden wouldn’t actually make me run naked in public, would he?
Aria’s POV:
The traffic light turned red, and the car slowly came to a stop.
As I glanced at Aiden again, he turned his head toward me at the same moment. Our eyes met, and for two seconds my mind went completely blank, the tips of my ears burning red.
His dark eyes moved slightly. “Like what you see p>
My face flushed with heat. Very much p>
Why else would I have been staring at him the entire ride?
An intense heat was building inside me, spreading through my body like wildfire. The fruity cocktail Claire had given me must have contained alcohol after all, and now it was coursing through my veins, making every inch of me burn with desire.
Without thinking, I reached over and placed my hand on Aiden’s thigh. His muscles tensed beneath my touch.
“Aria His voice was strained, a warning.
But I couldn’t stop myself. My hand slid upward, over the expensive fabric of his pants, until I reached his crotch. I could feel him hardening beneath my palm.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his breathing becoming heavier.
“I need you,” I whispered, squeezing him gently through his pants. “Right now p>
Aiden cursed under his breath. “The light’s about to turn green p>
“I don’t care,” I said, my fingers finding his zipper and pulling it down. “I can’t wait p>
His cock was already hard when I freed it from his underwear. I stroked him slowly, feeling him throb in my hand. The power I had over him in this moment was intoxicating.
“Fuck, Aria,” he groaned. “Not here… we’re in traffic p>
But instead of listening, I unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over the center console. Without hesitation, I took him into my mouth, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.
“Jesus Christ!” Aiden’s hands
gripped the steering wheel so tightly
his knuckles turned white. As the
light turned green, he accelerated jerkily clearly struggling to focus on theroad
After a few moments of driving with me working him with my mouth, he abruptly pulled over onto a secluded side street and parked.
“You’re playing with fire,” he growled, tangling his fingers in my hair and guiding my movements.
I moaned around him, taking him deeper, loving how he lost control because of me.
Suddenly, his other hand snaked between my legs, pushing my dress up. “You’re soaked,” he muttered as his fingers found me through my panties. “What’s gotten into you tonight p>
I couldn’t answer with my mouth full, but I whimpered when he pushed my underwear aside and slid two fingers inside me. His thumb found my clit, circling it with just the right pressure.
I was getting close embarrassingly
fast, my body responding to his skilled touch while I continued pleasuring him with my mouth. The car windows were beginning to fog up from our heavy breathing.
Just as I felt myself teetering on the edge, my phone began vibrating repeatedly in my purse. At first, ignored it, determined to finish what wed started But the vibrations wouldn’t stop.
Reluctantly, I pulled away from Aiden, my lips swollen. “I should check that… it might be important p>
Aiden’s eyes were dark with frustration and desire. “Make it quick,” he commanded, his fingers still inside me, making it difficult to think straight.
With trembling hands, I reached for my phone and saw Claire’s apology message.
Claire: I’m so sorry, Aria! I had no idea someone would treat you that way! Don’t worry, I’ve already had security throw them out of my party.
Thrown out? Wasn’t that a bit extreme? I remembered how Claire had boldly admitted she liked me, and my hand trembled, nearly dropping the phone.
Aiden noticed my reaction. “What’s wrong p>
I glanced at him, trying to focus despite his fingers still moving slowly inside me.
“Claire sent me an apology message p>
“Oh p>
“She had security throw those two women out of her event p>
“Claire did something right for once,” he remarked, curling his fingers in a way that
made me gasp.
I bit my lip. “Isn’t that a bit harsh p>
“Did they consider your feelings when they were bullying you?” His thumb pressed
against my clit again, making my hips buck involuntarily.
“I guess not p>
My phone screen lit up again. This time it wasn’t Claire.
I felt relieved as I opened Lillian’s message: Girl, what happened tonight? I heard
Claire had two people thrown out because of you!
Lillian: [Video.mp4]
I watched a few seconds of the video before responding: Those two were being
nasty to me.
Aiden’s lips found my neck as I typed, his teeth grazing my skin. I could barely concentrate on the conversation.
Lillian: So Claire flew into a rage for you?
Lillian: Are you sure she’s not in love with you?
Me:…Stop saying that! You’re scaring me!
Lillian: What’s wrong? Why are you scared?
Me: Claire told me she likes me!
Lillian:!
Aiden’s movements had slowed as he watched me texting. “Important
conversation?” he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“It’s Lillian,” I gasped as he deliberately pressed against a sensitive spot inside me.
“She’s asking about what happened p>
Lillian: Damn, girl, your charm is too powerful!
Me: p>
I might have charm, but I certainly wasn’t looking to get involved with Claire!
Each time I tried to put my phone down to focus on the incredible sensations Aiden was creating, another message would come through. The constant interruptions were maddening.
Aiden finally withdrew his hand with a frustrated sigh. “We should continue this at home p>
I whimpered at the loss of contact, my body still burning with need. “Please, don’t stop p>
“Your phone clearly has other plans,” he said, adjusting himself and zipping up his pants. “We’ll finish this properly when we get home p>
The drive back was torturous, my body still aching with unfulfilled desire. To distract myself, I continued texting Lillian, though my thoughts were scattered.
I was starting to regret saving Claire from drowning that day. Maybe I should have
just let her drink a bit more water while I went to call for help!