Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 213

Aria's POV

I looked up and my eyes widened in disbelief as I saw Aiden walking toward me. His sudden appearance there made my heart skip several beats.

"Am I dreaming?" I instinctively pinched my cheek, and a sharp pain made me gasp. "Ouch!"

The pain confirmed it—this was real.

By the time I fully accepted this fact, Aiden had reached my side, his masculine scent instantly enveloping me.

He grabbed the hand I'd been pinching myself with.

"Why are you hurting yourself?" His deep voice sent a familiar vibration through me.

I met his burning gaze, my eyes flashing with excitement and a hint of shyness. "Just making sure you're really here."

"Is that the only way to confirm it?" His voice dropped lower, taking on that seductive tone that always made my heart race.

Remembering all the various ways we'd confirmed our connection before, my cheeks immediately flushed. God, here I was acting like we hadn't been intimate dozens of times before.

"Aren't you supposed to be in Seattle?" I asked, my fingers already itching to touch him.

"I missed you," he replied simply, one arm wrapping around my waist while his other hand possessively cupped the back of my neck.

His touch instantly ignited my body's response, warmth flooding every nerve ending.

I pressed myself tightly against him, feeling his firm muscles against my abdomen.

"Show me how much you've missed me," I whispered, surprising myself with my boldness.

Aiden's eyes turned dangerous.

He suddenly pressed me against the wall, his lips urgently claiming mine with a desperation that left me breathless. His tongue invaded my mouth, exploring and claiming my soul with skilled precision. I moaned shamelessly, my fingers digging deep into his broad shoulders.

"Fuck, I've been thinking about this all day," he growled, his hands roughly sliding down my sides to grip my hips. "Been hard since the moment I got on that plane."

I gasped as he lifted me up, instinctively wrapping my legs around his waist. My core pressed against his erection, and even through our clothes, I could feel waves of pleasure.

"Bedroom," I said between kisses, but Aiden had other plans.

"Too far," he murmured against my ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive spot below my earlobe. "I need you now."

His hands were already bunching up my skirt, gathering the fabric at my waist. I fumbled with his belt, desperate to feel him inside me.

When my fingers finally wrapped around his thick length, he hissed with pleasure.

"Still think you're dreaming?" he asked roughly, pushing my panties aside.

My answer turned into a moan as he thrust into me in one powerful motion.

My back pressed against the wall as he filled me completely, the exquisite stretch making my eyes roll back.

"Oh God, Aiden!" I cried out as he began pounding into me relentlessly, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me with every thrust. "Harder, please!"

He complied, his fingers digging into my thighs as he drove into me mercilessly. "You feel so fucking good," he groaned, his face buried in my neck. "So tight around me. Always so perfect."

The familiar pressure built quickly inside me, intensified by the raw passion of our reunion.

I clawed at his back, my head thrown back against the wall. "I'm close," I panted, my inner muscles clenching around him.

Aiden reached between us, his thumb finding my swollen clit.

He circled that sensitive bundle of nerves with just the right pressure.

The stimulation instantly sent me over the edge. I screamed his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me, my muscles contracting violently around him. My climax triggered his own, Aiden thrusting deep once more before going rigid against me.

"Fuck, Aria!" he groaned roughly, his cock pulsing inside me as he came.

We clung to each other, breathing hard, the afterglow rippling through our bodies. His forehead pressed against mine, our ragged breaths mingling in the small space.

"You're still wet," he said with satisfaction, finally brushing his thumb lightly over my swollen clit.

I squirmed beneath his touch, craving more friction. "Please, Aiden," I begged shamelessly.

He chuckled darkly. "So impatient." But he gave me what I wanted, sliding two fingers inside me while his thumb continued circling my clit.

"Fuck," I gasped, arching my back as pleasure shot through me. My body was still incredibly sensitive from our earlier lovemaking, and it wasn't long before I was teetering on the edge of climax.

Aiden knew exactly how to touch me, how to curve his fingers to hit that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids. Just as I was about to come, he withdrew his hand, leaving me whimpering in frustration.

"Not yet," he said hoarsely, desire thick in his voice. "I want to be inside you when you come."

He stood and quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his muscled physique and impressive erection. The sight of him, hard and ready, made my mouth water.

Without warning, he flipped me over onto my stomach, then lifted my hips so I was on my knees. I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance, teasing me.

"Beg me," he commanded, his hands gripping my hips so tightly they would leave marks.

"Please fuck me," I moaned, pushing back against him. "I need you inside me now."

He thrust forward in one powerful motion, burying himself to the hilt, and the overwhelming fullness made me cry out. He gave me no time to adjust before setting a punishing rhythm, the headboard banging against the wall with each thrust.

"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, one hand reaching around to rub my clit while he pounded into me. "Still so wet even after I just fucked you."

His dirty, possessive words pushed me to the breaking point. I gripped the sheets until my knuckles turned white, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, feeling my inner walls beginning to clench around him. "Come for me again."

His command, combined with one particularly deep thrust, shattered me completely. My orgasm hit harder than before, and I screamed his name. Aiden followed close behind, his rhythm faltering as he groaned deeply, burying himself deep inside me.

He collapsed beside me, pulling me tightly into his arms as we both struggled to catch our breath. His lips brushed my temple, the gentle gesture a stark contrast to our rough lovemaking.

"Mine," he whispered possessively against my skin, his arms tightening around me.