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“How are you doing, baby?” Dion murmurs while pounding into me, his voice strained with pleasure.
“Good. So good,” I gasp. And it’s the truth. Every ridge of his cock against my walls. Every thrust sends a current of electricity through my nerves. It’s euphoric.
“Your pussy is sobbing all over my cock, Aria. Fuck.”
When he first slid in, I admit it was painful. I almost felt myself rip. But now—I never want it to end.
“Oh—” The words get stuck in my throat when Dion pulls back, plunging back in with the force of a hurricane, stealing the air from my lungs.
“You’re taking me so well, astéri mou,” he grinds out, his words only intensifying this incredible feeling of ecstasy. The sound of my arousal between our bodies echoes through the space. “Do you hear that, baby? You’re so fucking wet for me.”
Is this what it’s like to have sex? What I’ve been missing out on all this time? No. This is what it’s like to have sex with Dion.
It’s not just the sex, but the person I’m having sex with. The way he pays attention to my every move, every sound, every reaction, careful not to hurt me.
I’ve had my fair share of experiences with guys, but none of them ever went all the way. Nothing ever came close to what I’m experiencing now.
Fuck waiting for the right man. I wasn’t going to let my future husband, a man I don’t even know, have something so sacred.
It was the last thing I had ownership of. The only thing left I could control. And no one could take that away from me.
Dion fucks me like it’s our first and last time, and a pang of sadness hits me when I realize it will be. I will soon be engaged and won’t be able to do this again. The thought makes me want to cry. Dramatic, I know. But now that I’ve gotten a taste of Dion, I’m utterly ruined for anyone else.
Sensing my head is elsewhere, Dion grabs my chin and directs my gaze back to him. “Come on, baby. Focus on me.”
His emerald-green eyes are scorching with heat, burning like embers in a fire, drawing me in.
He lifts my hips, putting me at a different angle, and thrusts hard, hitting me at a sensitive spot. “Oh, God. Do that again,” I moan, the sound desperate.
“You like that, moró? I just found your G-spot.”
He rams into me again, and my lids shut tight. When I look back at Dion, he’s sporting a huge grin. Smug asshole.
I roll my eyes.
“What did I tell you earlier, little liar? Roll your eyes at me again, and I’ll give you a reason to,” he reminds me, and then pulls out all the way, leaving me feeling empty.
“No!” I protest.
Dion grabs me by the waist and flips me onto my knees to face the back of the couch.
Then, I hear his belt slipping out of the loops.
Before I’m able to ask what he’s doing, he wraps the leather strap around my neck and fastens the belt buckle. When he squeezes it tight, my eyes grow wide. I try to take a full inhale, but my breath is stunted, my throat constricting.
I grab onto the belt, attempting to loosen it. Dion pulls on it hard and my body almost flies back. I can barely breathe, eyes watering, but my blood has completely rushed to my core.
“Now, the only reason your eyes will roll back is because of the way I’m fucking you unconscious, little liar,” Dion says, his voice low and full of lust.
“Hold on to the headrest. You’re gonna need it,” he adds, before spreading my ass cheeks open and spitting onto me. He puts his thumb right at the entrance of my asshole, the feeling causing me to jolt forward. “One day, I’m going to claim you in each of your holes and make you mine, Aria Kastellanos.”
At this moment, I’m glad he can’t see my face. He knows I’m getting engaged and that nothing can happen after this, and yet he’s still making ridiculous promises.
This is one night, and one night only. That’s all it can be.
I jerk forward when Dion mercilessly drives into me, his thrusts drawing out cries, as he tugs on the belt strap at the same time. Each pull takes more and more air from my lungs.
I begin to panic, every breath becoming painful as I desperately crave oxygen.
