Chapter 201
Aria’s POV
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he growled, dipping his head to take my other nipple into his mouth.
I gasped, arching into the wet heat of his tongue. “Aiden My fingers threaded through his thick hair, holding him to me as pleasure spiraled through my body.
He took his time worshipping my breasts, alternating between gentle sucks and teasing bites that had me squirming beneath him. My pajama bottoms and panties disappeared somewhere along the way, leaving me completely naked while he remained fully dressed.
“This isn’t fair,” I panted, tugging at his shirt. “Too many clothes p>
His eyes darkened as he sat back on his heels, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the sculpted planes of his chest and abs. I reached out, tracing the defined ridges with hungry fingers.
“Better?” he asked, tossing the shirt aside.
“Getting there.” I bit my lip as my hands moved to his belt buckle.
He let me unfasten his pants, lifting his hips so I could push them down along with his boxer briefs. His erection sprang free, thick and hard against his stomach. I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking slowly as his eyes fluttered closed.
“Christ, Aria,” he groaned, his hips pushing into my touch.
I smiled, loving the power I had over him in these moments. I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his chest, trailing kisses down the center line of his torso. His muscles jumped beneath my mouth as I moved lower.
Before I could reach my destination, he grasped my shoulders, pushing me back against the pillows. “Not this time,” he said roughly. “I need to be inside you p>
His fingers slid between my thighs, finding me already wet and ready for him. “So responsive,” he murmured appreciatively, circling my clit with his thumb while pushing two fingers inside me.
I moaned, my hips rocking against his hand. “Please, Aiden p>
“Please what?” His eyes locked with mine as he continued his torturous pace, bringing me close to the edge but never quite enough.
“I need you inside me,” I gasped, clawing at his shoulders.
He withdrew his fingers, replacing them with the blunt head of his cock at my entrance. Instead of pushing in, he teased me, sliding through my folds and bumping against my clit with each pass.
“Aiden, fuck me already!” I demanded, frustration building.
His laugh was wicked. “So impatient.” But he finally, finally began to push inside, stretching me deliciously as he filled me inch by inch.
When he was fully seated, he paused, his forehead resting against mine as we both adjusted to the sensation. “You feel so good wrapped around me,” he whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding still.
I rolled my hips experimentally, drawing a harsh curse from his lips. “Move,” I commanded, digging my nails into his back.
He started slowly, long, deep strokes that had me panting with each thrust. My legs wrapped around his waist, changing the angle so he hit that perfect spot inside me. “Yes, right there!” I cried out, feeling the pleasure build with each precise movement. Aiden maintained that maddening pace, deliberately drawing out my pleasure rather than chasing his own release. One hand slid between us, his fingers finding my clit again as his thrusts continued.
“I want to feel you come around my cock,” he growled in my ear. “Give it to me, Aria p>
The dual stimulation was overwhelming. I felt my inner muscles begin to tighten, my back arching as the first waves of orgasm approached. “Aiden, I’m going to—” “That’s it, baby. Let go for me p>
My climax crashed through me like a tidal wave, my vision blurring as I cried out his name. My body clenched rhythmically around him, but he didn’t stop, working me through it and straight into building another.
“I can’t—it’s too much,” I gasped as he continued to thrust, his pace finally becoming more urgent.
“You can and you will,” he insisted, shifting to his knees and pulling my hips higher. The new angle sent shocks of pleasure through my oversensitized body.
To my surprise, I felt another orgasm building, stronger than the first. “Oh God, Aiden p>
“That’s it,” he encouraged, his movements becoming erratic as his own release approached. “Come with me this time p>
His fingers dug into my hips as he pounded into me, the headboard knocking against the wall with each thrust. When he reached between us again to circle my clit, I shattered completely, screaming his name as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me.
Aiden followed seconds later, his body tensing as he groaned my name, pulsing deep inside me as he came.
I woke up feeling groggy, the dim light of the room barely registering as I blinked my eyes open. The digital clock on the nightstand showed it was past three in the afternoon. My body felt deliciously sore as memories from earlier flooded back, making my cheeks warm.
I stretched and rubbed my face, deciding I needed to practice piano for a while. Aiden wasn’t in the bedroom, but as I passed his office, I noticed the door was open. I caught a glimpse of him hunched over =some papers, completely
absorbed
in his work. Not wanting to disturb him, I continued to the music room.
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After an hour of letting my fingers dance across the keys, I returned to our bedroom to get ready. I chose a stunning marigold yellow sundress with large floral patterns and spaghetti straps. It looked amazing on its own, but the little purple marks Aiden had left across my neck and shoulders meant leant I heeded”: some coverage. I threw on a white cardigan, grateful for the extra layer. My legs still trembled slightly from our earlier activities, so I opted for comfortable sandals instead of
heels.
I was studying my reflection in the mirror when I heard the door open behind me.
“I’m ready,” I said, feeling oddly shy as Aiden’s eyes traveled over me.
His gaze lingered on the curly wisps of hair framing my face. “Then let’s go p>
I stayed rooted to the spot, suddenly uncertain. “Do you… do you like this dress on me?” I’d almost asked if he thought I looked pretty but changed it to something less vulnerable at the last second.
Aiden’s dark eyes softened as he looked at me, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smile. “The dress is beautiful, but Mrs. Carter wearing it is even more stunning p>
I made a little humming sound of satisfaction, avoiding his intense gaze while my heart fluttered. Walking over to him, I reached for his hand. “Then let’s head out p>
He tilted his head toward me, his voice dropping to that husky tone that always made my insides melt. “Such a gorgeous wife I have. Almost makes me want to keep you all to myself tonight p>
My face was still burning when we got into the car. I rolled down the window, letting the warm summer breeze cool my flushed skin, then quickly rolled it back up, preferring the air conditioning.
I pulled out my phone, curious to
check the reactions to our announcement. My notifications were exploding-thousands of congratulatory messages flooding in. My main account was practically crashing, so I switched to my
alternate one just to view the
comments. The count had jumped
from 80,000 to 130,000 since I’d last
checked.
I scrolled through the top comments, smiling at all the sweet things people were saying about Aiden and me. It felt like reading a fairy tale with us as the main characters.
When we stopped at a red light, I instinctively flipped my phone over, suddenly self- conscious about my social media stalking.
Aiden raised an eyebrow, noticing my suspicious movement. “Is the AC too cold p>
“No, it’s fine!” I cleared my throat awkwardly. “Where are we having dinner tonight p>
“By the ocean p>
“Really p>
I’d been to the beach many times with Lillian on weekends to watch the sunset, but I’d never had dinner there. This was new territory.
Thirty minutes later, we arrived at our destination. Aiden led me by the hand to a Thai restaurant nestled along the shoreline. The hostess escorted us to a private area in the back patio where a table had been prepared under a large umbrella. The view was breathtaking. From our table, we could see straight across the sandy beach to the ocean, glistening gold under the setting sun. In the distance, beachgoers played and laughed, but we were far enough away that their voices didn’t reach us—just our own private slice of paradise.
We enjoyed our Thai dishes while watching the sun’s slow descent. I couldn’t help taking photos of the spectacular view. Though I didn’t want to post them publicly after sharing so much of our lives already, I sent them to Lillian.
Her response came immediately: “Wow, these are amazing! You’ve got serious photography skills p>
I texted back, feeling pleased: “Thanks! Aiden brought me to dinner by the ocean p>
“Sorry for bothering you lovebirds!” she replied, followed by another message about how her takeout suddenly seemed less appetizing. She jokingly asked if any of Aiden’s friends were single.
I smiled at her messages, understanding her hint perfectly. I put my phone away, feeling a little embarrassed about sending friend-date content while on my own date. Looking up, I found Aiden watching me with that intense gaze that still made my stomach flip even after everything we’d shared.
“I’m finished eating,” I said softly, setting down my spoon.
“Would you like to take a walk?” he asked.
“I’d love to p>
It would be criminal to waste such a beautiful sunset without strolling hand-in-hand
with the man I loved. I quickly dabbed my mouth with a napkin and stood, extending my hand toward him. “Let’s walk along the shore p>