35. Dion
35
DION
W hen we get to the house, I lead Aria upstairs.
I grab two towels from the hallway closet and wrap one around her shoulders. She’s shivering from being wet.
When she steps inside my bedroom, her gaze lights up, despite the dullness still present in her eyes.
“ Wow ,” she says, taking in the space, her eyes moving slowly over every detail. She hadn’t been in my room last time.
She’s a little less squirmy than she was in the greenhouse, probably because she’s distracted. But soon, she’ll have to let all that water out .
I don’t know what compelled me to use an aeration hose on her, but putting my thumb up her tight hole and feeling the way she writhed around it, mixed with the intensity of her climax, just makes me want to stick my stiff cock so far up her ass, she’ll feel me in her bowels for days.
Given that she’s never done anal before, I wanted to make sure she was comfortable and prepared. Cleaning isn’t necessary, though it felt right. And my little liar enjoyed it.
But I don’t want to hop into it right away. Aria’s still recovering from her almost overdose, so I need to be certain she’s mentally and physically okay.
I watch her as she looks around. She seems intrigued, perhaps even a bit enchanted.
Aria glances back at me, and I can’t help my smile at the appreciation on her face. God , she’s beautiful.
The way her hair falls over her shoulders, the slight furrow of her brows when she’s deep in thought—everything about her captivates me. I want to tell her how I feel, how every moment without her is an eternity. But the words get stuck in my throat, lodged somewhere between my heart and my mouth.
I shift from one foot to the other, hands clenching and unclenching at my sides. My palms are sweaty. I wipe them on my jeans, trying to compose myself. Her eyes meet mine. My breath catches, and I swear my heart skips a beat.
Seeing her in my room makes me feel almost complete. Like she belongs here with me.
I want to tell her I’m in love with her. I need to tell her. But how do you tell someone that they mean the world to you without sounding desperate? Without scaring them away?
Aria steps closer, and I can smell her perfume—light and floral, with a hint of something sweet. It makes my head spin. She’s so close now, I can feel the warmth radiating from her body. I need to get away from her before I say something stupid.
I can’t put that pressure on her. Not now. I can’t risk losing her by confessing something she might not be ready to hear.
Her gaze gets caught on one of the shelves lining the wall, and I take the opportunity to leave and fill a bath for her.
I run the water, hopefully at the perfect temperature, and squeeze some soap into the stream. Grabbing a rose from the vase on the counter, I pluck some petals off and throw them in the tub.
Aria pops her head through the door. “ Do you mind if I use the bathroom?” she asks, gnawing at her lip.
“ Of course not, moró mou . Come in. I’ll leave you to it,” I say with a wink, and she tries to avoid my gaze. She’s so fucking cute when she’s embarrassed.
A few minutes later, she comes out.
“ How do you feel?”
“ Empty ,” she replies, and I laugh deeply.
She shrugs her shoulders. “ I guess there’s no point in being embarrassed now.”
I stand from the armchair I was sitting on and walk up to her, cupping her cheeks with both hands. “ That’s great. But I mean, how do you feel post-comedown?” I ask, staring into her eyes. I need to make sure she’s being honest with me.
“ Oh ,” Aria says, and her cheeks flush a nice shade of pink. “ I’m fine, I guess. I don’t feel like my head is going to explode anymore. I’m still a little woozy, though.”
I nod. “ Makes sense. I drew you a bath. May I ?” I gesture to her shirt.
It’s still clinging onto her for dear life. She’s wearing my t-shirt. It’s too big for her, but it somehow makes her look even more beautiful. Aria nods, her eyes not leaving mine.
I lead her to the adjoining bathroom where I disrobe her.
I reach for the hem of the t-shirt, my fingers brushing against her thighs as I begin to lift it. She raises her arms, and I pull it over her head, my pulse quickening at the sight of her bare skin.
Her breath hitches slightly. I let the shirt fall to the floor, my hands finding their way to her waist, pulling her closer.
Kneeling on the floor, eyes wandering down her long, slender legs, I kiss my way up her thighs.
My palms land on her bare ass, and I squeeze it, bringing her mound closer to my face.
My nose is right at the perfect level, so I bury it between her pussy and inhale.
Aria gasps for air as I take in her feminine smell. And if it were up to me, I’d spend the entire fucking day eating her cunt to make up for the year we’ve spent apart.
I get up and palm her small breasts. They fit so perfectly in my hands.
I stand in awe, my breath catching in my throat as I take in the sight before me as if it were the first time. “ You’re fucking perfect, Aria .”
My eyes trace the delicate lines of her collarbone, the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each inhale she takes.
“ Get in,” I instruct, needing a moment to get over the way my heart somersaults.
I never want to let her leave. I want to chain her to my bed, have my way with her, and keep her all to myself—forever.
Fuck Andrew . Fuck her father. She’s mine .
Aria steps into the bath and closes her eyes as the water engulfs her. I can still see her naked form, and I drool at the sight. I have the urge to take her right here, right now. But I won’t.
“ I’ll leave you be. Holler if you need me. I’ll be right outside.”
“ Dion .” She cracks her lids open. “ Stay ,” she murmurs.
“ Are you sure?”
“ Yes . Please . I don’t want to be alone right now,” she admits, and my chest constricts at the vulnerability in her eyes.
“ I won’t go anywhere, astéri mou,” I assure her.
I quickly step out of the room to grab something to sit on and bring back a small ottoman. Once I’m seated next to the tub, I use a cup to wet Aria’s hair. She tilts her head back and moans in contentment.
“ Tell me about your new friends.”
Aria stiffens slightly, and she brings her knees to her chest, hugging them tight.
“ They’re not really friends,” she admits, sinking deeper into the water. “ They’re more like...distractions. People I use to escape from my real life. I guess we use each other.”
I continue pouring water down her back, and she watches the ripples along the water’s surface, avoiding my gaze.
“ What do you mean?”
She takes a deep breath. “ When I’m with them, I feel like I have a different life. A better one, maybe. They don’t know anything about me, and I don’t know anything about them. It’s just how I want it. No strings, no real connections.”
She moves her fingers through the water, creating tiny waves that lap against the sides of the tub.
“ But —” she pauses, her voice trembling. “ Even when I’m surrounded by them, I’m so alone . It’s like I’m living a double life. One moment I’m trying to be this carefree person with them, almost believing it for a while, and the next, I’m back to feeling trapped and miserable.”
“ I wish you would’ve told me instead of shunning me out of your life.”
A tear escapes her eye, sliding down her cheek. “ I couldn’t tell you the reason why I can’t allow this to happen.” She gestures between us. “ And I thought maybe if I just kept pretending, the heartache and pain would go away. But they don’t. They never do.”
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with tears. “ I don’t want to live like this anymore.”
I cup her face with my hands, wiping away the drops with my thumbs. “ Let me help you, Aria . Forget about us,” I say, cringing at the words, but her well-being is more important than what I want. “ Let me help you find ways to be happy again.”
Aria shakes her head. “ No . I have to do this on my own,” she says, and I can hear the determination in her voice. “ I’ll get better.”
My hand moves to wrap around the back of her head. She leans into my touch, and I lower my head to taste her lips.
“ You don’t have to face your demons alone, astéri mou .”
She nods with the faintest of smiles. “ I know.”
Her face is a mask of calm. The same one she wore earlier when I realized Andrew has been hurting her. The memory of it makes my blood boil. I want to ask her more about what happened, but I don’t want to push her; I don’t want to make things harder by bringing up something she might not be ready to talk about yet.
But I haven’t forgotten. I can’t forget.
The thought of Andrew putting his hands on Aria makes me want to rage, to tear him apart for every bruise and every tear he has caused her. I force myself to take a deep breath, to stay calm—for her sake. I promise to myself that when all of this is over, when the wedding is called off and Aria is free from him, I’ll make sure he pays. I’ll kill Andrew for hurting Aria .
But for now, I’ll wait, watching her, until she’s ready to talk.
We spend a quiet while in the bathroom together. I run my hands through Aria’s hair, washing it, the sensation of her silky strands slipping through my fingers soothing. Then , I lather her body, my bare hands gliding over her smooth, wet skin. It sends a jolt through me, straight to my cock, which hardens in my pants, begging to be let out.
Now , as I stand in the doorway, my dick is still rock solid. And watching Aria rise from the bath, water cascading off her skin in glistening beads, makes my heartbeat quicken. Her blonde hair clings to the sides of her face, framing her pouty lips that look even more tempting.
My eyes trail down her body, taking in every perfect detail. Her breasts, round and flawless, shine with the remnants of water droplets. My gaze drops lower, lingering on her bare mound.
A shiver runs down my spine, my mouth suddenly dry despite the sight before me making me salivate. There’s a longing in my chest that’s almost painful. I can’t tear my eyes away from her; she’s a vision of pure temptation. Every inch of her screams for my touch.
My mind fills with thoughts of all the dirty things I want to do to her, each more enticing than the last. The desire is almost unbearable, and all I can think about is closing the distance between us and giving in to this primal hunger.
Aria catches me staring. Her eyes widen, and a flush spreads across her cheeks. She quickly glances away and wraps her arms around herself, trying to cover up. But it’s too late; the image of her perfect form is seared into my mind. Her shyness only intensifies my desire, making my heart pound even harder.
I walk over to her. Picking up a towel, I hand it to her, our fingers brushing briefly.
I force myself to step back, to give her space, though every part of my being wants to stay close.
“ I’ll be in the bedroom. Join me when you’re ready.”
With that, I turn and walk out of the bathroom.
A couple minutes later, Aria joins me, her breathing heavy—expectant.
“ Lie down, baby,” I tell her. She walks over to the bed and obeys.
I stare at her, my gaze unwavering. “ I want you to take control,” I say, my voice coming out low and husky.
There’s a flicker of confusion on her face. “ What do you mean?”
I place my body above hers, bracing my arms on each side of her head on the mattress, and I lean in closer. “ I mean I want to show you that you still have a handle on your life,” I explain, my words slow and deliberate. “ That you’re capable of deciding what you want when you want it. You’re strong enough to command your life.”
“ How ?” Aria asks as she meets my gaze.
I smile. “ Right here. You’re going to start in the bedroom,” I respond, my hands trailing down her neck. I reach the edge of the bath towel and jerk it open, exposing her naked body. Aria lets out a shaky exhale, her chest expanding rapidly. She’s getting turned on, and the way she’s almost whimpering under me, when I’m not even touching her yet, makes my cock harden to a painful level.
“ Try being dominant here. Show yourself that you’re in control,” I continue.
She swallows hard. “ I don’t— I don’t know.”
“ Aria ,” I say, stopping her from rejecting the idea. I lean in, capturing her lips in a kiss that’s both tender and rough. “ You can do it. I know you can.” I stand up. “ Tell me what to do, baby.
Her breath hitches as she bites her lip.
“ Do you want me to eat your pussy until your legs shake?” I spread her knees apart and lower myself, blowing air over her mound, causing her skin to erupt in shivers. “ Or would you prefer to sit on my face and suffocate me with your perfect cunt?”
“ Dion ,” she whimpers.
“ What about tying me up? Do you want me to beg for it?” I say with a devious smirk. “ The possibilities are endless, little liar.”
I watch as Aria’s expression changes from apprehension to intrigue.
She looks around the room, playing with her hands. “ Stand against the wall,” she says, and I slowly back up.
“ Now , take off your clothes,” she murmurs, and I can barely hear her.
“ Say it louder, baby. Like you mean it.”
She clears her throat. “ Take off your clothes, but keep your boxers on,” she commands, and I smile proudly.
“ Atta girl.” I do as I’m told and wait for her next instruction.
Her eyes darken with desire, surely mirroring mine as I watch her take control. My heartbeat speeds up.
She sits up at the edge of the bed and opens her legs wide, exposing her wet pussy to me. Holy fucking Christ . The urge to say fuck it and stick my tongue between her legs, followed by my cock, is unbearable.
Aria —looking a lot more determined—points her finger at me and starts beckoning. “ Come here.”
I don’t hesitate to take a step. She stops me. “ No . Crawl to me.”
Crawl ? Me ? But who am I to say no to my star?
Without a word, I drop down to the floor and begin to inch toward her.
With each command she gives, I notice her breathing grow heavier. I can sense her arousal building.
I move closer, slow and deliberate, watching her intently.
When I reach her, I sit up on my knees like a fucking dog—and wait.
“ Good boy,” she purrs, letting her fingers trail down my jaw, and I feel like I’m about to combust. Holy fuck .
I’ve never been dominated in the bedroom, but this is an experience I’ll never forget. I’m so fucking turned on; I could pierce a hole through this mattress with my dick and fuck the shit out of it.
“ Eat ,” she says, pointing to her pussy.
I dive in right away, moaning into her wet cunt as soon as I taste it.
Aria lets out loud whimpers while I lap around her already swollen clit. I suck on the delicate nub with the perfect amount of suction, before circling it with my tongue.
Aria screams. “ Oh my God . Fuck , fuck, fuck.”
She grabs onto my hair to keep me there, squeezing so tight that I lose air circulation. If this is how I die, I’ll be a happy man .
When her orgasm starts building, she begins to buck her hips, up and down, using my face to get her to a climax. I’m in fucking heaven already .
Aria’s moans get louder and louder as she gets closer, and I can’t help the groans that come out of my mouth. I’m aching to pull out my cock and tug on it—but she didn’t give me permission. And I’m a good fucking boy .
Then , her body stills, and she lets out a shout. “ Yes , yes, yes. I’m coming,” she chants.
I don’t slow my movements, and when she finally orgasms, her pussy throbs, squirting her release right into my mouth. Fuck , I’m gonna come . I groan as my cum shoots out into my boxers.
The rest of the world fades away as we look into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily and just taking each other in. I swallow, savoring the taste of her on my lips. “ Aria .”
“ Dion ,” she whispers.
As we continue to hold each other’s gaze, the tension between us mounts, crackling like electricity in the air.
She taps the bed.
I sit down.
Aria stands and walks over to where I left my pants on the floor, pulling the belt out of the loop. When she returns, she pushes me down so that my back is on the mattress, and then straddles me. The heat from her warm pussy radiates on my skin, making my dick grow hard again. Her tits press against my chest, our breaths mingling.
“ Arms up,” she orders.
I obey and she wraps the supple leather around my wrists and the headboard. She tightens the belt and leans in close, her lips grazing my ear.
“ I’m going to let you fuck me in the ass, just like you wanted,” Aria murmurs, and a breath gets stuck in my throat. “ But not before I edge you enough to make you beg for it.”
Goddamn . This woman has taken dominating in the bedroom to a whole new level, and I’m not mad at it.
“ Understood ?” she asks, and I nod, almost too enthusiastically.
She trails soft kisses down my chest, her lips igniting every nerve along my skin. Slowly , Aria makes her way down my body, and meets my gaze when her face reaches my hard cock. Hunger . Pure unadulterated hunger.
She reaches into my briefs and palms it, and I realize that both her hands could comfortably fit the length.
Her mouth hovers at the tip, before slipping it past her lips.
I groan; a jolt of electricity travels through my body, preparing me for the incoming euphoria.
The warmth of her mouth wrapped around my cock is enough to send me into rapture. “ Fuuuuck , Aria . This is—too good,” I mutter. Why did I wait so long for her to suck me off?
She continues bobbing her head over my length rhythmically, letting out the smallest of mewls when I hit the back of her throat, and my eyes roll back. I’m going to burst if she keeps this up.
“ I’m not going to last much longer,” I grit out, throwing my head backward. She grins around me in response, not stopping her jerking motions.
A feeling stirs within me, a subtle tingle in my balls. With each suck, it intensifies, and my breath quickens in anticipation.
“ Oh , fuck, baby,” I moan. I’m right there.
Just as I’m about to be consumed by my climax, just before the wave of ecstasy crashes into me, Aria abruptly pops her mouth off my throbbing cock. “ Fuck !” I shout, slamming my head back down on the bed.
“ Not yet,” she teases with a mischievous smile.
With every flick of her tongue, every gentle nibble, she pushes me closer to the edge. My nails dig into my palms, my back arching off the bed as I groan with need.
“ Naughty fucking girl,” I grunt. “ You’re reveling in the power you have over me, huh? Knowing that you can bring me to the brink and hold me there, just on the cusp.”
Aria flashes a grin and nods. “ I’m not going to lie; it feels fucking amazing.”
“ I knew you were capable, little liar.”
She continues to tease and tantalize me until I’m writhing beneath her. I can’t take it anymore.
“ Please . Fuck . Riri . Baby . Please let me come,” I whimper, my pleas growing louder, more frantic.
Finally , Aria stops, and I release a pent-up breath. If I were ever going to cry, this would be the time.
I need to come. Desperately .
“ Go into the drawer,” I exhale, nodding toward the small nightstand on the left side of the bed.
Aria pulls out a small bottle of lube.
With a wicked grin, she squirts a large amount into her palm, and massages the liquid onto my length. My cock is painfully hard, in need of release.
She adds more lube onto her hand before rubbing it between her butt cheeks.
I’m salivating just at the thought of being inside her tight ass.
She straddles me again, in a squatted position, and braces one hand on my chest, using the other to angle my cock at her hole. “ Slide it in.” Our gazes lock, and she slowly lowers herself onto me. A whimper slips out of my mouth. “ Oh , fuck. Just like that. Use my cock, baby. You deserve it.”
The anticipation makes my heart race, and the tension builds in every nerve of my body.
Aria gasps as I fill her—and it’s overwhelming, intoxicating.
My hands are still bound above my head, unable to move. Frustration mounts, the urge to grab her, pull her closer is too intense. I struggle against my restraint, letting out a growl.
Aria’s gaze remains on me, mischief dancing in her eyes.
She continues to lower herself on my cock and groans. “ Oh , God . It’s too much.”
“ 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.