Chapter 240
Aria’s POV
Aiden didn’t finish his sentence, just gave a soft chuckle that tickled across my nerves like feathers brushing against my most sensitive spots.
My body instantly responded, a familiar warmth spreading through me.
I turned my head to look at him, curiosity making me blink. “What are you thinking about p>
“Wondering what it would look like when Mr. and Mrs. Carter kiss,” he murmured,
his voice dropping to that deep register that always made my thighs clench.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks. “The internet just loves saying stuff like that. Don’t take
it seriously p>
“But what about when they say we’re perfect for each other p>
I stole a glance at him, biting my lower lip as I tried to sound casual. “Well, we are pretty damn perfect together, aren’t we p>
As soon as the words left my mouth, embarrassment washed over me. I couldn’t help covering my face with my hand.
Then I realized covering up only made it more obvious how affected I was. My face burned hotter.
I looked away, desperately trying to distract myself from my own awkwardness.
Just then, my phone buzzed against my thigh.
I glanced down instinctively and saw a message from Claire. She’d sent a flood of designer handbag pictures that confused me at first. After scrolling through them all,
I saw her follow-up text: Which ones do you like, honey?
Seeing this, I immediately understood what Claire was doing.
I grimaced and glanced at Aiden, thoroughly puzzled. “Is Claire always this obsessed with giving people gifts p>
Hearing my question, Aiden’s brow creased slightly. “She probably has too much time on her hands p>
When I didn’t respond to her message, Claire sent more photos.
This time featuring luxury speedboats with the message: Which one do you want, babe? Aiden bought you a speedboat, so I can’t be outdone! Tell me which one you like!
I felt completely overwhelmed by Claire’s persistence and turned to Aiden for help. “How am I supposed to respond to this p>
I really wasn’t comfortable accepting such expensive gifts.
“Give me your phone for a second p>
Without hesitation, I handed it over.
To my surprise, Aiden immediately sent Claire a voice message: “Claire, you’re interrupting us p>
Claire: p>
Me: p>
“There. Fixed it p>
Aiden handed the phone back to me.
I took it back awkwardly, momentarily unsure whether Claire or Aiden was being
more outrageous.
“Just browse social media. I’ll check the news,” he said.
His words finally allowed me to relax my tense shoulders.
Though I avoided looking at trending topics about myself, I scrolled through the feed
until I found an adorable cat video. Instinctively wanting to share it with Aiden, I
turned toward him but lost my balance, tumbling right onto his lap.
“Is Mrs. Carter throwing herself at me?” His voice held a teasing edge.
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” I explained, my face flushing.
As I tried to push myself back up, my hand accidentally pressed against the soft flesh at his waist. In the next moment, his fingers wrapped firmly around my wrist.
I looked up, meeting his intense dark gaze. My heart raced wildly against my ribs.
The bright ceiling light illuminated his face, making those dark eyes seem both deep and bright as they fixed on me.
I suddenly remembered a comment I’d just read online: “OMG, when Mr. Carter looks at his wife, there are literal stars in his eyes p>
Without thinking, the words tumbled from my lips: “Do you want to kiss me, Aiden p>
His eyes darkened to midnight, intense enough to pull me into their depths. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, then his hand moved to cradle the back of my head. “Yes p>
When his lips descended on mine, my hand instinctively released my phone, letting
it fall onto my thigh as his scent and taste invaded my senses completely.
This kiss was far more intense than our earlier one. His tongue swept inside,
demanding and hungry in a way that made heat pool between my legs immediately.
I tilted my head back, surrendering to his passion as I felt his strong heartbeat against my chest.
The soft mattress dipped further with his movements as he pulled me into his arms.
I melted against him, completely at his mercy.
As his tongue plundered my mouth, my mind went blank, oxygen slowly disappearing from my lungs.
He held me tighter, and a strange panic mingled with desire rose within me. I pushed weakly against his chest. “Aid—Aiden, I can’t breathe p>
My voice came out breathy and needy, which only seemed to encourage him more.
He nipped at my bottom lip, clearly addicted to the taste of me, refusing to let go.
Our breathless pants intertwined in the quiet room. Droplets of water from his still- damp hair fell onto my face, both cooling and inflaming my senses.
His fingers threaded through my long hair, his warm palm pressing firmly against my scalp in a way that made me shiver.
Wrapped in his embrace, kissed so thoroughly, I felt like I’d been thrown into a hot spring-breathless and burning with need.
I shifted my hips against him, feeling his hardness through our clothes. The sensation made me moan against his mouth, not caring how desperate I sounded.
“Bedroom,” I gasped when he finally released my lips, only to trail hot kisses down my neck. “Now p>
Without a word, he stood up in one
fluid motion, lifting me with him. My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom, his. mouth never leaving my skin. Each
step made his erection press.
against me in the most delicious way.
He kicked the door shut behind us and practically threw me onto the bed. I bounced once on the mattress before he was over me, his powerful body caging mine.
“Too many clothes,” I complained, tugging at his shirt. He quickly pulled it over his head, revealing that sculpted chest I never tired of touching.
My hands immediately went to his skin, tracing the defined muscles of his abs while
he unbuttoned my blouse with practiced efficiency. Soon my bra followed, tossed carelessly to the floor.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, lowering his head to capture a nipple between his lips.
I arched off the bed with a gasp. “Fuck, Aiden p>
His hands were everywhere, stroking my sides, squeezing my breasts, sliding down
to unbutton my jeans. I lifted my hips to help him pull them off, along with my panties.
When he stood to remove his own pants, I took a moment to appreciate the view. His cock sprang free, thick and ready, making my mouth water.
But instead of coming back over me, he flipped me onto my stomach. “On your knees, baby p>
I complied eagerly, pushing my ass up as I felt the bed dip behind me. His large hands spread my thighs wider, and I felt him position himself at my entrance. “Already so wet for me,” he growled, sliding the head of his cock through my folds. “Don’t tease,” I whimpered, pushing back against him.
He entered me with one powerful thrust that had me crying out, fingers clutching the sheets. The sensation of being filled so completely never got old.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, gripping my hips as he started moving.
His rhythm was maddening—a few deep, hard thrusts followed by shallow, teasing ones that had me squirming and begging for more.
“Aiden, please,” I moaned, dropping my head to the pillow as pleasure built inside me. “Harder p>
He obliged, slamming into me with enough force to make the headboard bang
against the wall. Each thrust hit that perfect spot deep inside me, sending sparks of electricity up my spine.
I could feel every ridge and vein of
him as he moved, the delicious friction making my inner walls clench around him. When he suddenly slowed to agonizingly gentle strokes, Inearly sobbed with frustration.
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“What do you want?” he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.
“I want you to fuck me properly,” I demanded, looking over my shoulder to meet his eyes. “Stop playing games p>
Something dangerous flashed in his gaze. He leaned forward, covering my body
with his, and whispered in my ear, “As you wish,” before resuming his punishing
pace.
One hand slid around to where our bodies joined, finding my clit with unerring accuracy. His fingers circled the sensitive bundle of nerves in time with his thrusts, and I felt my orgasm building rapidly.
“I’m close,” I gasped, pushing back to meet each thrust. “Don’t stop, don’t stop p>
he commanded, his rhythm becoming erratic as his own release approached.
The combination of his cock hitting all the right places inside me and his fingers working my clit pushed me over the edge. My body as waves of pleasure crashed through me, making me cry out his
convulsan
name over and over.
He followed moments later, his hips jerking as he groaned through his release, filling
me with his warmth.