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Chapter 20

Aria

P ulling up on the sidewalk across from his place, Tobias releases my thigh from his hold, turning off the engine. I lean over him to look at the three-story building.

“That’s all yours?”

"Yeah,” he says quietly, gulping.

I climb out to get a better look, meeting him at the bumper of his car. “I want to ask if you are some sort of drug dealer or maybe a mass murderer who steals people’s money.”

“Nope.” Tobias taps his nose before wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. "I'm just a really good assistant."

I hum, circling my arms around his neck, kissing his lips softly. "You're a shit assistant, to be honest. All you ever did was distract me."

He snorts, shaking his head. "You distracted me."

"Whatever." I roll my eyes, a loud scream echoing around us as Tobias lifts me up and wraps my legs around his waist. He hooks my ankles behind him as he carries me across the road, pressing the key over his shoulder, the beep from the car indicating it's locked. "I can walk, you know?"

"Doctor, after tonight, you won't be able to walk for the rest of your time here. I don’t plan on letting you leave my bed, not even to catch the flight.”

“But Gabriella is picking me up later.”

“That won’t stop me from fucking your brains out,” he replies.

I bite my lip to hide my grin, burying my head in his shoulder as he taps in his code to open his security gate. With me still wrapped around him, he walks us up the pathway, pressing my back against the stone wall beside the double-doored entrance, making me feel warm, comfortable, and a little turned on.

"I'll get your bags from the car later," he says, pressing his lips against mine. "But I'm bending you over the table on the other side of this door as soon as I unlock it."

"Oh, really?" I tighten my legs around his waist, the strain of his hardening cock through his shorts rubbing directly where I want him. He nods, licking his lips as he stares at mine. Tilting his head, our mouths find each other with such force, I let out a soft moan, his tongue pushing through my parting lips, hungrily claiming me. He only releases one of my thighs to fumble his keys in the door, unlocking it and dragging us inside the house.

With the lights out, darkness surrounds us, and Tobias releases me, my body sliding down his front. His hands grasp at my behind as he pushes his cock against me. Our clothes drop to the floor as we walk backwards, Tobias pulling my hair free from my ponytail and wrapping his hands in my blonde strands, claiming my mouth once more as my fingers wrap tightly in his hair.

Tobias lifts me onto the table, settling himself between my legs. Pulling my hair so he has enough access to destroy my neck with his mouth, he kisses, sucks, nipping along my collarbone as I feel his crown press against my soaking wet entrance, throbbing for him to thrust into me.

I have no idea what possesses me, but I let out a chuckle mid-pant. "This isn't exactly bending me over."

Tobias groans and flips me over, slapping my ass so hard, I yelp.

With the polished wood below me, my cheek pressed against the table, Tobias rams into me with such force, the lamp teeters before shattering across the floor.

I moan, a strangled sound that repeatedly falls from my throat with each thrust into my soaking core, making my spine tingle and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Is this what you want, Doctor? You want me to fuck you this way?"

I cry out as he presses a finger into my ass, pushing through the back hole while fucking my pussy so hard, I think I might explode any moment.

His hand lands on my ass again when I only reply with a nod. “Words.”

"Yes," I pant. The positioning of his cock pushing into me makes it nearly impossible to not beg him to go harder, faster, deeper. The way he’s fingering my tight hole, the curses dropping from his mouth as he buries himself even deeper…

I feel the building sensation at the bottom of my spine, my walls starting to close around him. "Tobias," I whimper, my legs tensing.

He pulls his finger out, and his cock gives one last thrust before he leaves my pussy empty.

"No, what are you doing?" I pant, turning to him. He smirks, grabbing the back of my head and crashing his lips to mine, taking my breath away as he lifts me up, slamming my back to the wall as he eases into my soaking entrance once more.

"Jesus," I whimper at the intense pleasure that comes with him thrusting into me, his mouth fused to mine, hands grasping at my ass.

"Not even he can save you, Doctor."

I bite down on his lip, hard enough that he hisses, and the metallic taste of Tobias' blood seeps into my mouth. "I don't need to be saved; I need you to fuck me harder." I lick my lips, probably looking like a crazy person while he pounds into me. "So do it."

Tobias's eyes darken, becoming hooded as he stares at my mouth, and he releases one of my legs so he can run his thumb along my bottom lip. He watches the red smudge with a fascinated gaze while I study him, zoned into what he's doing.

He’s in a complete trance, as if he’s drunk on the sight.

"I like the look of my blood on your lips."

“Then give me more,” I reply, breathless, licking the blood from my lips.

His hand returns and tightens under my thighs, the touch of pain sending shocks through my body as I fist a handful of his hair, pulling it harshly until he moans into my mouth. "Fuck," he drawls, halting his movements when I suck his lip, tasting more of him. "Aria, I need?—”

He doesn't finish his words; he just pounds into me faster, making the back of my head smack against the wall, my nails digging into his skin as my body starts to tremble, the fire stirring once again.

Just like before, he stops right before I come, dragging us away from the wall, sweat pouring off our naked bodies as we get halfway up the stairs. My legs are still wrapped around his waist, his cock sliding into me while he grabs the bannister on the stairway.

He doesn't move this time–I do. With my hands wrapped around his neck, I use him as leverage, a way to powerfully move against him. His length stretches me, his swollen crown deep inside, hitting that sweet spot that has my body shuddering, another surge of pleasure slapping me across the face, a moan ripping from my throat, trailed by his name.

His hand pushes against the small of my back, stopping me, keeping himself buried as he reaches the top of the stairs, both of us breathless as he pushes open his bedroom door.

With barely any energy and sweat dripping from us both, Tobias lazily kisses me until the mattress meets my back. Leaning over, he keeps his mouth on mine, the cool bedding and the breeze from his slightly open balcony door soothing my heated skin.

His tongue runs along mine as we devour each other before he licks across my jaw, down my neck, sucking harshly on my collarbone, claiming me as his before I head home to Scotland.

All my senses are heightened; even the feel of his lips on my skin makes me want to cross my legs, my soaking core desperate for his cock, his fingers, anything.

"Touch me," I beg, pulling him on top of me so he settles between my legs, his cock weighing heavy on my inner thigh.

"Where?" he asks, teasing me, his nose running along my jaw, his tongue running up my throat before he grabs it, applying slight pressure, sending all my nerves into overdrive. "Do you want me to touch you here?" His palm cups my pussy, my clit throbbing. The sensation goes straight down my legs and up my spine, ready to explode as his fingers glide up my slit, pushing inside me to gather my wetness.

He removes his fingers, circling my clit slowly, keeping the trail going up my stomach, circling my nipple, making me jolt when he pinches it before ending at my mouth, easing them past my lips.

"Suck," he orders, gagging me when his knuckles hit my teeth, my eyes watering, eager for him to consume me.

I don't find it as surprising this time. Instead, I find it...appealing? Maybe it's the look in his eyes, or maybe it's the fact that he's lining himself up at my entrance while his fingers are down my throat, but either way, I love it.

I also love that he doesn't wait around, pushing in until his body smacks against mine, completely burying himself inside me with one roll of his hips.

"I want you to come with my fingers down your throat," he orders, his thumb digging into my cheek while his cock eases out of me fully, making me gargle a gasp when he fully pushes back inside, the tip hitting my sweet spot.

His fingers slip from my mouth, replaced with a desperate kiss that consumes me. The blinding white lights of my pleasure have me spiralling into a frenzy, my orgasm hitting its peak just as Tobias picks up his pace, gripping my hair and pulling so my throat is fully exposed.

He moves his lips to my neck, sucking the delicate skin as another hand moves to push two fingers past my lips again, gagging me as his teeth sink into my shoulder, intensifying my wave of euphoria. He stills on a deep moan, filling me as my heart accelerates and my breathing quickens, gasping for air when he eventually retracts his fingers.

Tobias rolls off me and lies on his back, looking over at me as we both heave for breaths, his smile gleaming, his dimples clear in the moonlight shining in from the balcony.

I grin, moving on to my side, running my fingers up his abs, tracing each impressive muscle, each ridge, right up until I reach his face. He's watching me closely.

“I like you, and I’m going to miss you,” I admit. “Is that bad?”

He nods. “Very. You shouldn’t tell me that.”

“Why?”

“Admitting to me that you feel anything means I’m yours,” he says, leaning up to press a soft, chaste kiss to my lips. “And you’re mine.”

“I said this would end when I left, and you didn’t argue on it.”

His shoulder raises. “That’s before you told me you liked me.”

“Tobias…” I sigh his name.

He rolls me over, dragging me against his chest. “Fine, but I get to cuddle you to sleep one last time.”

I’m not sure who passes out first, but my eyes grow heavy from my post sex bliss, his arms tight around me, and I fall asleep on his chest.