Chapter 263
Aria’s POV
For the next long stretch of time, my life became incredibly hectic.
A 10 AM flight to the city, then another flight to the capital that same afternoon. The following days blurred together as I focused entirely on practicing my violin. My routine became mechanical-dinner, then straight to the music room until 9:30 PM, a fifteen-minute break, shower, and bed.
This regimented schedule left me little time to dwell on how much I missed Aiden. It was only in those rare moments of stillness that the ache of separation washed over me like a tide.
We hadn’t made love in what felt like forever.
I unconsciously licked my lips as certain images flashed through my mind. Maybe we could try some new positions when we were together again. The thought sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
Without really thinking about it, I pulled out my phone and started browsing through some adult videos. I was so absorbed that I didn’t even notice Aiden had finished his shower until his deep voice startled me.
“What are you watching?” he asked, his voice lower than usual.
I answered automatically, still entranced by what I was seeing on screen. “I’m looking at new positions p>
The moment the words left my mouth, I realized what I’d admitted. My entire body froze. I quickly turned off the screen and wrapped myself in the thin blanket like a burrito. “I didn’t say anything!” I exclaimed, my voice muffled by the covers.
This was the first time Aiden had caught me watching p**n on my own. We’d watched erotic scenes together before, but being caught researching sex positions by myself made my heart race with embarrassment.
To make matters worse, moans from the man and woman in the video suddenly erupted from my phone. I quickly reached out one hand from my blanket cocoon to silence it.
I heard Aiden chuckle. “Alright, I didn’t hear anything,” he said, gently tugging at the blanket. “Come out of there before you suffocate yourself p>
His comment only made me more self-conscious, though I tried to convince myself this was perfectly normal. Couples watched p**n. We’d done it together. This wasn’t a big deal.
“You can come out,” he said. “I’m going to dry my hair p>
I remained motionless under the covers.
He laughed softly, and I heard him walk back into the bathroom. He deliberately left the door open, and the sound of the hair dryer filled the bedroom. Only then did I dare to peek out from the gap in the blanket. Confirming he was indeed in the bathroom, I emerged completely to breathe properly.
As the heat in my cheeks gradually subsided, the hair dryer fell silent. Soon after, I saw Aiden walking out of the bathroom, his hair slightly damp despite the drying.
I nervously clutched the bedsheet, my eyes darting anywhere but at him.
Aiden caught my nervous movements and smiled. “Ready for bed?” he asked.
I nodded quickly. “Yes, bed. Definitely bed p>
He turned off the main light, leaving only the soft glow of the bedside lamp, then slid under the covers beside me. He turned on his side, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief.
“So… didn’t you want to try some new positions?” he murmured, his voice sending waves of heat through my body.
Before I could respond, his arm wrapped around my shoulders, and his lips captured mine in a kiss that tasted of mint toothpaste and pure Aiden. His unique scent mingled with the fresh fragrance of his body wash, overwhelming my senses completely.
My body responded immediately, recognizing him. My skin tingled where he touched me, and a deep, primal need awakened inside. The invisible thread that connected us pulsed with desire.
“I missed you,” I whispered against his lips. “So much p>
“Show me,” he challenged, his eyes flashing with that intense gleam that never failed to make me weak.
His hands slid under my sleep shirt, warm palms pressing against my bare skin. “What was that position you were so interested in?” he asked, his voice husky. “Maybe we should try it p>
The embarrassment I’d felt earlier transformed into something entirely different— anticipation, desire, need.
“Actually,” Aiden said, his lips brushing my ear, “I have a better idea.” In one fluid motion, he scooped me into his arms. “Let’s change locations p>
“Where are we going?” I asked breathlessly as he carried me from our bedroom. “The media room,” he replied with a grin. “Better sound system p>
My stomach fluttered with excitement and nervousness as I realized what he was suggesting. The media room had our largest screen and surround sound speakers.
Once there, he set me down on the plush sectional sofa and picked up my phone. “Show me what you were watching,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
With slightly trembling fingers, I unlocked my phone and found the video again: Aiden connected it to the large screen, and suddenly the intimate scene I’d been, privately Viewing was displayed in high definition across the wall, the sounds of pleasure filling the room through the premium speakers.
“Jesus, Aiden,” I gasped, feeling a mixture of shock and arousal.
“Watch,” he commanded, his commanding tone making me submit instantly. “And tell me what you want p>
On screen, a couple moved together in a position I’d been curious about. The woman was on top but facing away from her partner, giving her control of the pace and depth.
Aiden’s hands were already working on removing my clothes, his touch deliberate and possessive. “Is that what you want to try?” he asked, his breath hot against my neck.
“Yes,” I admitted, no longer feeling any shame.
Soon we were both naked, our
bodies illuminated by the glow of the
screen. Aiden sat on the sofa and
guided me onto his lap, facing away
from him just like in the video. The position allowed him to reach around me, his hands free to explore my body while I controlled our movement.
“Fuck, Aria,” he groaned as I lowered myself onto him. The sensation was incredible -deeper than I’d expected.
I gasped at the fullness, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Oh my God,” I whimpered as he filled me completely.
His hands moved to my hips, guiding me at first until I found my rhythm. On screen, the couple’s movements matched our own, their sounds of pleasure blending with ours in an erotic symphony.
“That’s it, baby,” Aiden encouraged, one hand sliding up to cup my breast while the other moved lower, between my legs. “Show me how much you missed me p>
The dual stimulation was
overwhelming. I could feel every
inch of him inside me while his
fingers worked their magic, bringing me closer and closer to the edge The scent of our arousal filled the room, intensifying our connection.
“Aiden, I’m close,” I warned, my voice breaking as pleasure built within me.
“Let me hear you,” he demanded, his fingers moving faster, his hips thrusting up to meet mine. “Let it out, Aria p>
The release hit me like a tidal wave, and I cried out his name, not caring how loud I was. The walls of the media room absorbed the sound, but I doubted they could contain it entirely.
“Fuck, yes,” Aiden growled, his rhythm becoming more erratic. His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me firmly against him as he found his own release, his face buried in my neck.