She rested her head on the back of the seat, looking up at the ceiling. Oh my god.
When his lips finally went to the spot she wanted them most, she couldn't help but let out a cry. And she couldn't help but feel grateful that he wasn't teasing her this time.
He put her legs over his shoulders and placed a hand on her pelvis, holding her down. She placed both hands in his hair, urging him on. The grip he had on her hip became more demanding as she felt her muscles tighten. He took his hand off her hip, and for a second, she missed the pressure of it, holding her in place. She whimpered as he stuck two fingers inside of her, crooking them a little and touching a spot that made her whole body tingle. The pressure of his tongue and the fingers inside her pushed her over the edge. And this time, she didn't even try to contain herself, not caring if someone heard her.
When she came back down, he stood up and offered her a hand. She took it, and they made their way to the bed. She laid down, and he crawled in right on top of her, with all his clothes still on.
She pulled him down for another kiss, his hand slowly running up her torso.
He was being gentle. Too gentle.
"You know," she whispered against his lips, "You don't have to be so careful. So gentle. I won't break," she said, smiling up at him.
"Is that what you want? For me not to be gentle?" he asked, and she could swear that she saw his eyes getting darker.
"Y-yeah," she whispered. The look he gave her went straight to her core, making her nerves light on fire, covering her skin in goosebumps.
"Well...in that case," he said, his voice rougher than it had been just a few moments ago, "Turn around."
Aria liked being a leader, But she'd had enough of that in the past few months. She felt like letting go for a while. Trying something new for a change. With her few other partners, she'd taken the lead.
But it wasn't easy, being in charge all the time.
So she would let him take the lead tonight. See what he was made of. But next time...
She turned on her stomach and felt him run a hand down her hair and then her back. He placed a hand on each hip and roughly pulled her up to her knees.
She gasped. It felt so good to let go.
She heard him take his shirt off, and she knew his pants would be next. The thought made it impossible for her not to rise to her hands and sway a little.
She looked up at the sword above their bed.
One hand came back to her hip, holding her steady, not letting her push back into him like she'd wanted.
He pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance, spreading the heat and wetness gathered there.
"Say it," he said, pushing the tip in just a little.
She let out a needy moan, hoping it would suffice. But the grip he had on her hip didn't let her push back onto him.
"Say it," he hissed.
Fucking asshole! She couldn't believe he was actually going to make her say it. He pulled back a little, making her grow tense and aggravated. Fuck it.
"Please..." she whined.
"Please, what?"
"Fuck me, please," she begged, dropping her head and looking at the bedding. Pride be damned. But I will get him back for this.
But all thoughts of pride and revenge left a second later when she felt him pushing into her. They both moaned at the sensation. The fit was tight and perfect.
He didn't do anything for a few moments, letting her body adjust.
Slowly, he pulled out before pushing back in. The pace was slow at first, but Aria didn't mind. It had been a while for her.
He eventually picked up the pace, gripping both of her hips and pulling them back to meet each thrust.
Every thrust made her core grow tighter, and when he reached forward and grabbed her by the hair, tugging it back and making her head snap up, she let out a moan that was way, way louder than she'd intended it to be.
It seemed to drive him a little wild because his thrusts came faster and harder than before.
He let go of her hair and reached under her to rub small, tight circles into her clit. She gripped the bedding so hard she could feel her nails digging into her palms.
She was there, she was almost there, letting out low moans, calling his name.
"Come for me," he said from behind her. And it was what she needed to hear to push her over the edge. She clenched around him, calling his name.
She could tell that he was close, and though she desperately wanted to feel him come inside her, she didn't think it was the best idea yet. Quickly she said, “Pull out, Lex, pull out.”
She heard him grunt in acknowledgment as he placed a hand on her back and pushed her back down onto her stomach. He pulled out just as she'd come down, and a few seconds later, she felt him come on her lower back.
She sighed in contentment as he placed kisses along her shoulder blades. And then he climbed off the bed, heading to the bathroom.
He brought a towel from the bathroom and wiped her down.
"By the way," she said, once he had rejoined her in bed. "Grace mentioned the tea that some women take to prevent pregnancy. I could start taking it?"
“Whatever you feel most comfortable with," he said, smiling softly at her.
She rolled onto her back, laughing a little.
He laid down next to her, pulling her closer so that she was resting her head on his chest. She wrapped an arm around his torso as he lazily ran a hand up and down her back.
They laid like that for a while in comfortable silence.
"We need to go
