ARIA’S POV

“Tell me what you’re wearing right now. And don’t you dare lie.”

I looked down at the thin white tank top clinging to my breasts, the damp cotton of my underwear already sticking to me. “Almost nothing. Tank top. Underwear. That’s it.”

Theo’s voice went rougher. “Take the tank off.”

I should have told him no. Instead I peeled it over my head and dropped it on the floor. Cool air kissed my bare nipples and they tightened instantly.

“It’s off.”

“Good. Now touch them for me. Slow. The way I used to.”

My hands rose. I cupped my own breasts, thumbs brushing the stiff peaks the way...