"Oh..um.," she said, shaking her head. "Can you turn around?"
Whatever she was going to do, she was sure that she didn't want him to watch her struggle with herself.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry," he said, turning so that his back was to her.
She stared at his back, his broad shoulders, and the little freckles sprinkled all over his tan skin.
She put the bag down and took the nightgown out; her hands shook a little. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.
Once she'd taken her clothes off, she put the nightgown on.
She'd forgotten just how revealing it was.
It was short and black, stopping halfway down her thighs. The material was light and silky, patches of lace exposing her skin. The neckline plunged so far she could almost see her navel. And it was a lot tighter than she thought it'd be, sticking to her skin, which looked a little sallow in this light, bits of it exposed due to the lace.
She stood in the center of the room, unsure about what to do next.
"What the hell is taking you so-" he started, turning around. But whatever he was going to say after that died in his throat as he saw her standing there.
She watched as he swallowed the words down, looking at her from top to bottom, eyes lingering on her breasts and her naked legs.
Her heart hammered in her chest. Oh god.
She watched him watching her, growing hotter and hotter by the second.
"Come here," he said, moving so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
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The authority in his voice sent a chill down her spine. She took a few short steps towards him, stopping when she stood between his legs.
He placed his hands on her hips, running his eyes up and down her body again.
He pulled her closer and licked his lips.
Aria bit down on her bottom lip, the anticipation making her heart was beating so fast she was sure that he could hear it hammering in her chest.
He placed his lips on the exposed skin in the plunge of her nightgown, kissing up and up her sternum until he reached the top of her left breast. His hands traveled from her hips to her ass, grabbing it and pulling her body closer to his until she was pressed against him.
She let out a needy little moan when he placed his lips over her nipple, biting down on it through the thin fabric.
She put a hand on his shoulder, her fingernails digging into his skin, urging him on.
"Lex," she huffed.
At that, he rose, making her take a step back and grab his arm to steady herself.
He brought his head down to hers, crushing their lips together.
It was rough and fast, just like how they'd kissed the first time. Hunger clawed in her chest, pushing her forward and making her kisses wet and messy.
He put his hands back on her ass and lifted her until she could wrap her legs around him. And then he turned on the spot and placed her down on the bed.
He was right on top of her, filling the air with his scent and the heat of his skin. He ran his hands up and down her body, moving his lips to kiss her jaw, her neck.
Aria felt like all her senses had gone into overdrive; every single nerve felt like it had been lit on fire. There were so many things she wanted to do with her hands, her lips.
She settled for running her hands through his hair first, giving it a little tug when she felt his teeth bite down on the sensitive skin of her neck.
He lifted himself off of her, hovering above her on his knees. And for a few moments, he didn't do anything besides look at her, lying under him.
He put a hand on each knee, running them up the sides of her body, watching as she bit down on her lip.
"Fuck, you look so..." he said, grabbing her breasts and giving them a squeeze. "So fucking good."
He grabbed the fabric covering her breasts and tore the gown right down the middle.
"My nightgown," Aria gasped.
He bent down until he was on top of her again until they were chest to chest.
"I'll buy you another," he said, grinding his hips into her and kissing her neck again. "Right now, I just want to fuck you."
Aria let out another moan as he placed his mouth over her nipple. He pinched the other while she squirmed beneath him, desperate for some sort of friction.
"Be patient," he mumbled, "You don't know how long I've waited for this."
At that, she crossed her legs behind his back and placed both hands on his shoulders. She used all her strength to shove him off of her and get him on his back.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this," she said, sitting on top of him, straddling his hips between her thighs.
She took what was left of the nightgown off and brought her lips back onto his. The feeling of his tongue in her mouth made her grind her hips against his, feeling him grow hard at the movement.
She moved her lips from his and kissed his jaw, something she'd wanted to do for a long, long time. She bit and sucked at his neck, and the little sighs and groans he was making turned her on, and suddenly she couldn't wait anymore; she got off him and dragged his pants off of his hips.
She didn't wait a second before getting back on top of him once he was naked. She moved, grinding down on him, spreading the wetness that had gathered between her thighs onto his cock.
He groaned again, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her down onto him harder than before.
He took one hand off of her hip and grabbed his cock, holding
