Aria’s POV
“You taste so good,” he said as he walked towards the table and picked up the yogurt I had been drinking earlier. With a mischievous look on his face, he opened it and made his way back towards me.
I couldn't help but wonder why he went through all that trouble just to get the yogurt. As he climbed onto the bed, he sat directly on top of me and locked his gaze with mine.
Confused, I bit my lower lip and asked, “What's going on?”
“F**k!” he groaned. “Don't do that,” he added.
I lowered my voice and continued to bite my lower lip, this time intentionally. “Why not?” I asked.
“I warned you,” he whispered in a hushed voice as he pinned me down on the bed. His kisses were no longer slow and steady, but fast and passionate. I couldn't resist and went with the flow.
“Are you r
