I scooped her up and plopped her onto the back of my bike before situating her helmet down onto her head. I went slow as she leaned against me, seeking as much of my comfort as she could. We pulled up to her apartment and I parked my bike in the alley. We made our way up the steps before her tired fingers fumbled to get the key into the lock.
And the second the door eased its way open, she turned to crane her neck up to view my face.
“Will you stay? Is there anything I can do to get you to stay with me? Just for tonight?”
I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as I registered the pain rushing behind her eyes. “I’ll stay as long as you’ll let me. How’s that sound?”
“Promise?”
I nodded. “I’m sorry for earlier, Aria.”
She tilted her head. “What?”
I smiled softly. “I’m sorry. I made a rash decision for your safety that made me feel like I had chosen you over my brothers, which is something I never thought I’d do in the first place.”
She shrugged. “I should’ve listened better. I’ve never been good at it.”
I grinned. “Promise?”
Then, as if the heavens had finally parted to grant us both of our wishes, she stood to her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my lips.
Causing me to cloak her back with my arms as I picked her up against my body and walked her into her apartment.
TWENTY-TWO
ARIA
His lips tasted like fine wine and his embrace warmed me from head to toe. He walked me into my place before kicking the door closed behind him, and instantly I was on my knees for him. I wiggled out of his embrace and slipped down onto them, trying my best to unearth his girthy cock while my mouth watered for its presence.
And as he leaned against the door, I reached up and flipped the lock.
Before taking his dick between my lips.
“Jesus Christ,” he growled.
His hand fisted my hair and his movements transported me. I opened the back of my throat as much as possible, swallowing him down even as I tried to gag him back up. His dick throbbed against my tongue. The ridges on its underside teased the tips of my teeth. I cupped his balls, playing with them and tickling them as his hips bucked ravenously against my face.
But before he finished, he ripped me up from the floor.
“Come here, gorgeous.”
I squealed as he picked me up with one arm. He walked me over to the bed and tossed me down, watching my body bounce for his viewing pleasure. He stripped himself, never allowing his stare to leave my own until his body was completely uncovered. He was a God beneath those clothes. Etched with muscles that made me salivate and covered in scars that told stories of just how bold and brave he had been throughout his life.
“Come and get it,” I teased before I licked my lips.
He pounced, stripping me down as we rolled around. We couldn’t get enough of each other. He slid between my thighs and licked me clean, throwing me over the edge with his teasing tongue. He stuffed me full with his fingers, gliding them effortlessly in and out of my body as my back arched for him. I lost count of my orgasms. I lost count of how long we made love to one another. All I knew was that he invaded every part of me.
My mouth.
My pussy.
My ass.
Until every orifice was dripping with his mark.
We fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms with the scent of our debauchery lingering in the air. He snored all night, and I took comfort in his sounds as I threaded my leg through his own. Every time he moved, I moved with him, wanting to be closer and suck away his warmth for my own desires.
And as the sun rose high in the sky, I was the first one awake.
