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She stops kissing me for long enough to look me in the eyes as she wraps her fingers around my shaft and starts stroking, while her thumb works in circular motions around the tip. She teases me just long enough, stopping when I am right at the very edge.
Then she steps away from me and pulls her nightgown over her head, tossing it aside. It lands on the floor of the empty room. I waste no time working my underwear down and over my feet. Then I kiss her again, leading her across the room until her back is pressed against the wall.
I slip my cock between her slit and feel how wet she is. Then I run it over her clit and she lets out a soft moan that drives me wild. My hands are feeling her breasts as I kiss all the way down her neck. God, she’s gorgeous.
My hand works its way down her body and over her hips as she gasps lightly at my touch. When both my hands are on her hips, I turn her to face the wall and take a step back. I admire her perfect ass as I guide her hips towards me, and she knows to lower her upper body. She leans against the wall with her wrists above her head, and arches her back, welcoming me in.
I slide in slowly at first, pulling out all the way before slipping myself back in again. It’s slow and gentle as I watch as the goose bumps spread across her back. Her hair is resting between her shoulder blades and the muscles of her back tighten as I continue to thrust slowly into her.
When she turns her head to look back at me, and I see her eyes that want me, I cannot help but pick up the pace. I thrust harder and deeper into her and she rolls her head with pleasure. She is just far enough away from the wall that I can reach around her and cup her breasts in my hands. I squeeze them and roll her nipples between my fingers as I kiss the back of her neck. Her perfect body is poised for me, and mine to take, and that is a power that I will never stop loving.
My one hand rests on her wrists where she’s pressed them side-by-side into the wall. The other hand feels its way down her perfect body until it finds itself between her thighs. I slip my finger between her folds as I thrust my cock into her even harder.
And with the rhythm of my thrusting, I stroke my finger across her clit in a circular motion. I feel as her fingers tighten and her nails try to dig into the wall, and when I look up I see scratch marks in the wallpaper.
She moans loudly, her back arching even further as her head rolls back. Every time she moans, I get closer to climax. And every time she moans, I want to give her more of me. Her muscles are all tightening now, and her breathing is getting faster.
“Please, don’t stop,” she whispers.
She’s begging for me and it is almost unbearable. But I won’t stop until I know that she has come. I keep my paces steady, and my finger keeps time against her hard clit. Her moans are getting louder, and more frequent and it takes everything in me not to explode inside of her yet.
And then her head rolls back and she lets out one, final, loud moan before her legs threaten to give way beneath her. Her body starts to shiver as she collapses slightly between me and the wall. Then, without a prompt, she pulls herself away from me and spins around.
Before I can say a word, she’s on her knees and she takes me in her mouth. Her tongue dances around the tip just as it danced around my tongue earlier. I thrust into her mouth as she gazes deep into my eyes. I don’t think I have ever seen a more beautiful sight.
I can’t hold it any longer, so I let go. Her mouth fills with my cum and she looks eager for it. And when I pull my cock out of her mouth, the liquid runs down her lip and drips onto her perfect breasts.
The rest, she swallows.
She gets up to her feet, her legs still shaking and kisses me on the cheek.
“Sage,” she says as she walks away from me. “We’ll paint the walls sage green.”
I am in awe of her as she disappears out of the room. A few moments later I hear the shower water running.
“Are you coming to join me?” she calls.
Chapter 29
Aria
Afewweekslater…
The courthouse is chaotic and Edoardo and I try to find our way toward the exit. My father’s sentencing hearing has just ended, and the entire ordeal has officially come to an end. I can’t see well, I have my sunglasses on to protect me from what I know will happen next.
As the doors push open to the outside, we’re swarmed by the paparazzi. They come at us like piranhas in a river of flashing lights and questions. There are news crews and media everywhere, and they don’t seem to care much for our personal space.
It feels as if I can barely breathe, and I just pray that it will end soon.
“Aria!” one shouts. “Will you be visiting your father?”
“Aria! Who will take over the family business if he dies on the inside?”
“Aria! Do you think it was a fair sentencing?”
“Aria! Will you be pressing any further charges?”
My name bounces around like hot coal between each reporter and media agency, each of them hoping that I might make some kind of comment against my father. But this is not the life I signed up for, and I just want to get out of here as fast as possible.
