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Our eyes meet, and I take her lips into my mouth. The kiss is electric. Soft—urgent.

I’ve never been a guy who didn’t allow himself to kiss women when hooking up, but those kisses were always brief, forgetful even. Now, it’s as if the world has narrowed to just us in this room.

The sensation is overwhelming. I can feel the obsession with Aria already building inside me, and we’ve just met. This is fucking crazy.

I shake my head, trying to rid myself of these thoughts. Maybe I’m just too into the moment, caught up in the thrill of something new. Yeah, that’s it. It has to be.

I’ve always been good at keeping things casual, but with Aria, I’m suddenly second-guessing myself. I can’t get carried away. I’ve seen what happens when you let your guard down, and it’s not pretty.

Our bodies press together, as if trying to bridge a gap that would always be too big, and Aria moans into my mouth. Her grip finds its way to my neck, pulling me deeper. My own hands travel up her body, to her nape—which seems to be my favorite place to hold her. When I grab Aria there, it’s as if all tension eases from her body and she submits to me.

I stand up from the chair, bringing her with me to the large sofa at the other end of the room. Evander is going to be so fucking pissed that I’m doing this in his office, but I’m not wasting a second trying to convince her to leave with me. “I’m not done with you yet,” I say as I place her down on the couch. Her thighs part, giving me a full view of her thong that is now a dark pink shade. It’s a sight to behold.

Without hesitation, I drop to my knees in front of her. Christé mou. No woman has ever brought me to my fucking knees.

I take her black strappy heels off, and she watches me intently as I kiss my way up her leg, her skin erupting in goosebumps as I near her center. The smell of her arousal is igniting the most feral reaction inside of me. I have to taste her.

Grabbing onto her drenched thong, I lift her hips off the seat and pull it down. For a second, I see hesitation flash across her eyes once more, but she doesn’t utter a word to stop me. I continue taking it off and bring the fabric to my nose. Aria lets out a low gasp.

I inhale. “You smell fucking divine, astéri mou. I want your scent all over me.”

Stuffing the thong into my back pocket, I continue traveling up her leg, letting my nose trail a path up to her pussy, her warmth hitting me in the face. My mouth needs to be on her right now.

Spreading her wider, I dive in, taking her swollen clit into my mouth. Aria releases a rough breath and melts into the couch, tilting her head up to the ceiling. It must still be sensitive from before, but I don’t give a shit. I’m going to suck, lick, and nibble on her until she becomes limp again.

With the right amount of pressure, I pull on the delicate nub, eliciting a spew of intangible words from Aria’s mouth. She tastes even better than I could’ve imagined. I need more.

“Aria,” I growl, frustrated. Not because she did anything wrong, but because I’m wondering how I’ll ever want to taste anyone else. “Your pussy tastes like my saving grace, like my fucking redemption.”

Aria tastes like a forbidden fruit, better than anything I’ve ever known. Her sweetness surpasses the purity of holy water, intoxicating and divine.

I just met this woman, and my body calls for her like a sailor beckoned by the sea’s irresistible pull. Irresistible.

It’s not about her physical beauty—her long, silky blonde hair that I want to pull like leather straps on a harness, her unique gray eyes that gleam with a soft brightness, her delectable body, a masterpiece of delicate curves I want to explore with my hands and mouth.

It’s her tempting charm, her energy, and her authenticity.

As soon as I saw her in the club, I felt her presence, like an aura that enveloped me. Her smile was a magnetic force that drew me in without effort. Aria is unapologetically herself and that’s what sets her apart.

How can she have such a pull on me already? Fuck.

I continue to feast on her pussy like it’s the first time I’ve tasted such a delicacy, and it drips all over my mouth and chin. “Good girls like you don’t make big messes like this, little liar,” I say as I lick up her sweetness.

Aria begins thrusting her hips to find my tongue. “More, please,” she whines, and at this moment, I know that I could never say no to this girl.

I dive back into her wet cunt and shove my tongue into her entrance. Aria’s entire body jerks at the intrusion, and I move in and out of her as if it were my dick pounding her into oblivion. In response, my cock springs to attention. I grab onto the hardened length, stroking it with vigor.

Taking some of her arousal into my mouth, I spit it into my palm and grab onto the base of my shaft. I rub it up and down as I mimic the movements of my tongue on her pussy.

I revel in the idea of her coming on my face.

Using my free hand, I put a finger inside her, as deep as it could go, and her walls immediately clench around it. “Holy fuck, Aria. Just one finger and you’re swallowing me whole.”

Letting my digit explore, I make beckoning movements, hooking it up to find her G-spot.

“Oh, God. Dion, that feels so good. Please, don’t stop,” Aria moans, arching her back into the couch, while I pick up speed.

“Your wish is my command, astéri mou.”

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