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The sound of Aryana’s voice made us turn around. Her voice still sounded a bit watery from her crying session earlier, but it said stronger now. She was glowing with happiness, ecstatic at her father’s support.
“I’m going to miss you.” She stepped forward to hug her father.
“I’m always going to be here. As soon as you come back from your vacation, I’ll come back and pester you until you get tired of my presence.” Walter declared, making Aryana laugh wetly.
“I doubt I will.”
“Then I guess I’ll see you when you come back.”
Aryana nodded furiously in her father’s embrace.
Tony stood by the door, ready to drive Aryana’s father back.
“It’s time to get going,” Walter said, and he removed himself from Aryana’s hold and walked to the door.
Before leaving, he turned to me. “Take care of Aryana.”
“I will.”
And he and Tony exited through the door with an “I’ll see you later” from Tony. Aryana and I watched the car leave, staying put until the vehicle was out of sight.
When I closed the door, I was instantly pounced on by Aryana, who jumped on me and hugged me tightly.
“Thank you so much!” She accentuated her gratitude with a tight squeeze.
“There’s no need to thank me. I’ll do anything to put a smile on your face,il mio tesoro.”
My words must have flipped a switch in Aryana because the next moment, she kissed me. What was initially meant to be a simple kiss quickly turned into something more desperate, and eventually, we pulled apart, a small grin spreading across our faces.
My hands slipped slightly lower than her hips, resting in the divots of her thighs. She must have been aware of the bulge pressing into her as I slowly rocked against her, and she leaned forward and planted another kiss on my lips.
“I didn’t think you’d have the energy for this,” I murmured against her lips. With the day’s excitement, I expected she would have been too mentally tired for sex.
“I can summon enough energy to show you how sincere my gratitude is.” She whispered, moving to kiss the edge of my jaw.
She planted kisses along my jaw, rolling her hips against mine. I let out a low groan when she trailed kisses across one of my ears, and I thrust my hips up against hers in response. She pulled back, a small grin on her face, and met my eyes, burning with lust.
“You’re not going to take me to your room?” she questioned in a haughty tone.
She shrieked in surprise when I suddenly lifted her in a bridal carry and rushed to my room. I placed her down near my bed and pushed up against her, my bulge pressing into her more noticeably.
She leaned forward to remove my shirt, letting them collapse to the floor. My hands slid up and under her dress, leaving hot trails in their wake as they made their way across her skin, both of us trying to steady their breathing. In one swift movement, I pulled her sundress over her head.
My hands began trailing over her skin, drifting down so my thumbs could trace lazy circles on her small baby bump, and she rolled her hips against mine, my erection pressing into her more fervently than before. I let out a small groan against her neck when her fingers down to my crotch area, teasing, and I moved my hands to grip her butt before standing up, her legs wrapping around my waist. I continued planting kisses intermingled with small nips across her neck as I laid her back on the bed, my hands drifting up so his thumbs could rub circles on the area just below her navel.
I trailed my tongue along her bottom lip, and she parted her lips for me, the kiss heavier and hungrier than before.
Eventually, I broke away, both of us breathing heavily, and returned to kissing down her body, planting kisses and slight licks from her collarbone, between her breasts, and down to her stomach, moving back up to press hot kisses against her neck, my chest flushed with hers again.
I leaned back up and kissed her. Her hands traced my back, the kiss deepening as she did, before moving around toward my waist, where it was obvious I had grown hard enough to be straining against my trousers. I groaned quietly when her fingers slipped to my bulge and pulled away, trailing my hands down her sides to remove her underwear.
She choked on a low moan when my hand cupped her warmth, fingers slipping between the folds.
“You’re already soaked,” I murmured, voice husky, dipping one of my fingers into her, quiet pants escaping her mouth. Her back arched, a low moan slipping from her as I slowly worked my fingers inside her.
Slowly, teasingly, I let my finger slip between her folds over and over
“Alexander!” Her mouth was wide open in silent pleasure
