Aiden’s POV
I watched Aria collapse against me, her body still trembling from the orgasm I'd just given her. Those little whimpers she tried to suppress against my shoulder were driving me insane. The way she sank her teeth into my shoulder—I'd have to remember to save this jacket.
Seeing her like this—completely undone, vulnerable, her defenses shattered—it was becoming an addiction. Each time I broke through that stubborn wall she kept trying to build between us, the victory felt sweeter than the last.
"Let's go home," I whispered against her hair, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her shampoo mixed with the unmistakable musk of arousal. My c**k was painfully hard, straining against my zipper, but I'd wait. I wanted her in our bed, where I could take my time. Where she could
