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“Do you need to stop?”
“No, I’m okay,” she half mumbles, half moans while shaking her head. “I’m just so…full.”
“You can do it, little liar. Show me how good you are at taking me in each of your holes.” And that gives her the courage to seat herself fully on my cock.
I grunt at the tightness of her muscles squeezing me.
Aria moans, the sound fucking music to my ears.
“Ride me, astéri mou.”
Slowly, she lifts herself, hissing in ecstasy, and brings herself back down.
Our eyes remain locked. Every movement, every touch, sends waves of pleasure coursing through me.
I’m dying to feel her. “Baby, please. Let me touch you,” I plead, and she finally unbinds my wrists.
My hands grip her hips, guiding her as we move together in perfect sync.
With every thrust, I lose myself more and more in the ecstasy of the moment.
“Can I?” I ask, bringing one of my thumbs to her clit, and she nods. I use the lube to rub circles on the sensitive nub and she nearly loses it. “That’s it. Come for me, little liar.”
Aria continues to ride me, her movements becoming desperate and frantic. She’s close.
I want to come so fucking badly. “Let me come with you. Please.”
She nods again, finally giving me what I’ve been yearning for.
I succumb to the intense pleasure, and I fill Aria’s ass with my cum, sending her into rapture with me.
Once we both catch our breaths, I collapse back onto the bed, bringing her with me, spent and satisfied.
36
ARIA
Ilie beside Dion and stare at the ceiling.
We’re both still coming down from our orgasms, and I feel a swirl of emotions in my chest. There’s so much on my mind.
When Dion first suggested I take control, I didn’t know where to even start. I was about to reject the idea, not wanting to even give it a chance, but I’m glad that he insisted.
My heart pounds with exhilaration and triumph. I’m intoxicated by the rush of empowerment.
I did it.
I took charge, and it felt…incredible.
Dion turns toward me, his eyes reflecting admiration and pride. His words still echo in my mind, and I realize how pivotal his support was.
Without his encouragement and belief in me, I wouldn’t have had the guts to step out of my comfort zone.
He was right all along—I need to take charge of my life, not just in the bedroom, but in every aspect. For too long, I’ve been doubting my own abilities, convinced that I don’t have what it takes to stand up for myself. I just proved myself wrong.
He reaches out and takes my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m proud of you, astéri mou.”
I smile at him. “Thank you for seeing something in me that I hadn’t.”
