Chapter 573
Aria opened her eyes to meet Owen’s gaze with desire.
She raised an eyebrow. “Want me now?”
“Yeah. I’ve been wanting you all week.” Owen nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
Aria reached out and gently ran her fingers through his hair.
Owen turned Aria to face him, his heated body pressing close against hers.
He pressed a lingering kiss to her lips, then trailed his mouth down to the sensitive spot behind her ear, continuing lower.
Not just kisses-Owen’s teeth grazed her skin with possessive nips.
Unlike before, he was unusually intense today.
Strange, tingling sensations kept building inside her, each wave bringing a delicious, shivery itch.
Aria instinctively gripped his hair. “Owen,” she murmured, “you’re being too rough. Don’t leave marks-I have class
tomorrow.”
“You got it wrong,” he chuckled softly. “Tomorrow’s Saturday-no.classes.”
He cupped the back of her head, shifting his body upward until they were face to face. Looking into her eyes, he murmured, “Trust me.”
Aria didn’t feel pain-just something odd.
But at that moment, she found him irresistibly alluring.
His eyes, glazed with passion and tinged with a delicate flush, were both bewitching and beautiful, burning with anticipation, radiating an almost palpable heat.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
Half-awake, Aria was fed half a glass of water. She opened her eyes, her voice a little hoarse. “That night you stayed up late- was it really just for binge-watching shows?”
He had changed so much, from a gentleman to a wild beast in bed. She couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Did he watch something…inappropriate that night?’
Owen set down the glass with a smirk. “I was studying that night.”
Owen’s voice wasn’t any better than Aria’s.
Owen leaned in close again, his voice low and husky. “Madelyn, one more time…”
Owen was the one who set things in motion, but it was Aria who couldn’t hold back.
She wanted to take the reins this time.
The first light of dawn crept in.
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She was exhausted and starving..
Owen whipped up a simple breakfast. After they ate and freshened up, Aria was out like a light the moment her head hit the pillow.
Owen gently stroked her hair. “You really never back down, do you?”
If he hadn’t called it off for fear of wearing her out, they might still be at it now.
Without even opening her eyes, Aria drowsily mumbled, “You’re the one who started picking up all those naughty tricks
first.”
Owen pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck and whispered, “My bad. Get some sleep.”
As Owen lifted Aria’s clothes, she opened her eyes and teased, “You still have the stamina for this?”
Owen paused for a moment. “Just applying some ointment-it’ll help you recover faster,” he replied.
Aria sat up and said, “Let me apply the ointment on you first.”
After a moment of hesitation, Owen finally nodded. “Alright.”
*****
Aria didn’t wake up until noon. Owen was still sound asleep beside her.
He looked even more exhausted than she did.
Aria picked up her phone and saw a missed call from Vanessa..
She got up and headed to the bathroom. She had meant to text, but her arms were too sore to type, so she decided that calling was easier.
Sobbing, Vanessa blurted out, “Aria, what took you so long to answer? I’m in big trouble—I accidentally slept with a guy. And not just any guy… it was my ex! Now he’s demanding I take responsibility, or he’ll leak it to the press.”
“So, what are you…” Aria’s voice trailed off as she realized how hoarse she sounded.
But Vanessa had already caught on.
“Holy shit,” Vanessa snorted, “you guys are still at it at this hour?”
Aria remained silent.
Vanessa pressed, “At this hour, you and Owen aren’t still going at it, are you? I thought older guys weren’t supposed to have that much stamina. He’s quite the performer, huh?
Aria pressed her temples and groaned, “Vanessa, enough already.”
Vanessa tutted teasingly. “That voice of yours… you two must’ve gone at it pretty hard.”
Aria was speechless again.
There was a knock at the door. Vanessa sighed, “Fine, go get some rest. I’ll talk to you later.”
Vanessa reverted to her haughty self and yanked the door open with a scowl. “Didn’t I say I’d give you an answer tomorrow?” she snapped. “Why are you banging on my door?”
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