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Her shoulders surrender, the hesitation in her gaze dissipating as she meets mine.
She pushes her hips toward me, giving me the go-ahead to bury my face in her folds. And I do just that. I lap my tongue around her clit, hitting where she’s most sensitive with every circle.
Aria bucks to meet my mouth, moaning in ecstasy as I eat her pussy like it’s the most delectable dessert.
Flattening my tongue, I lick from her entrance all the way up her mound and her body quivers.
“Yes, baby,” she moans, and I lose it. Hearing her call me baby unleashes something within me.
I pull out my dick from its confines and tug on it at an assaulting pace. I can’t stand the pressure anymore. My own limbs tingle, responding to every pull.
I’m completely lost in the moment, consumed by Aria’s taste and smell.
I suck on her clit until she begins to cry out, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
“Ah, fuck!” she shouts as she rides my face, and I feel myself losing control along with her.
We both climax, surrendering to the blissful chaos. I release onto the brick wall and asphalt as Aria comes in my mouth.
I keep lapping at her folds for a few moments and then stand up, grab Aria by the nape and pull her into me, letting her taste herself on my lips.
Eventually, we pull away, our foreheads pressed together as we breathe into each other.
“What are we going to do?” Aria mutters, her voice trembling with emotion. Her usual vibrant energy is replaced by a hollow emptiness, her eyes dulled and distant.
I exhale heavily.
“What we’ve been doing all this time, astéri mou.”
“But for how long?” Her despair is palpable, hanging in the air like a dark cloud.
“Not much longer,” I reply, burying her in my arms.
And I mean it.
17
ANDREW
The engine hums softly as I sit in the shadows of my car, frustration scratching at me like a persistent itch. Aria and I parted ways mere moments ago, but something isn’t sitting right.
Call it intuition or maybe just years of being underestimated, but I can’t shake the feeling that she is up to something.
There was a weird tension in the air when we said goodbye that wasn’t there before.
I watch as she reaches the corner where she’ll turn left toward her house, but instead, she pauses, her eyes darting around as if searching for something—or someone. My heartbeat picks up.
Did she think she could deceive me? That I’m some naive prick?
I felt the change in atmosphere as soon as that man walked into the coffee shop—saw it, tasted it.
I noticed him immediately, a hint of familiarity that made my senses prickle with unease. I hadn’t seen his entire face yet, but Aria’s reaction was unmistakable.
She froze.
Her smile faltered, eyes widening in recognition. It was almost imperceptible, but I caught it.
When I asked if something was wrong, she said it was “nothing,” and that he was just an old “friend of a friend.”
