CHAPTER 4

He let me settle, let me feel every thick inch of him inside me — and then he grabbed my chin and kissed me again.

“Ride me, Aria,” he said. “Show me how bad you want it.”

I started to move.

Slow at first. Grinding down, lifting up, gasping every time his tip dragged against that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes.

“That’s it,” he breathed. “Fuck— look at you. So beautiful like this.”

I whimpered. “I can’t— you’re— you’re too deep—”

“You can take it,” he growled. “Ride me harder.”

I did.

I bounced on him, moaning louder with every thrust, every wet...