Aria's pov
I couldn't have held back if I tried. Each stroke of his fingers had me crying out, my hips moving in rhythm with his hand.
"Aiden," I panted, feeling myself climbing toward something magnificent. "I need—I want—"
"What do you want?" he asked, his voice tight with restraint.
"You inside me," I managed. "Now."
He didn't need to be told twice. After quickly removing his boxers, he positioned himself between my legs, the tip of him pressing against my entrance.
Our eyes locked as he pushed forward, slowly filling me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. The sensation of fullness made me gasp.
"OK?" he asked, his muscles trembling with the effort to stay still.
"More than OK," I breathed, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him deeper.
That
