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Chapter 25

Aria

I 'm not sure if it's because we're about to leave for the airport, but Tobias' thrusts are torturously slow, dragging his cock out of me gradually, ramming back in to fill me, the repeating, my legs shaking, toes curling with each movement.

"Faster," I moan, tugging at his hair, trying to dig my heels into his thighs to accelerate his speed. He doesn't listen, keeping his pace controlled but hard, his hands gripping my hips with his face buried in the crook of my neck.

"I need you to tell me you’ll miss me," he mumbles in my ear before his lips glide along my jawline and stop at my mouth. "Will you?"

His hands trace up the length of my body, his cock buried deep as his movements halt. I gasp, the sensation of him rolling my nipple between his fingers sending waves of pleasure straight to my core.

"Yes," I reply breathlessly, attempting to grind, my hands gripping the muscles of his back.

He pushes his hips against me more, burying deeper than ever, making me moan into his mouth as his tongue delves into mine. Tobias tilts his head, passionately claiming me with his lips, swallowing each whimper as one hand drops between us. He applies pressure, dipping his fingers to where his cock is shoved into me, dragging my arousal to my clit and circling.

“Are you falling in love with me?”

My back arches, my head pushing against my pillow as he starts to ease his cock out before slamming into me, keeping his fingers on my clit. The heat around us has me sweating, and our bodies slap together, the noises echoing around the empty house.

You'd think after three hours, after an entire week of this, he would be too tired to keep going, but each time he fills me, he wants to go again. I've lost count of how many times I've fallen apart with him inside me. Each time the tension builds in my spine, I scream out Tobias' name and dig my nails into his back, dragging to leave marks.

Like now. I feel the tingling, the warmth, every single nerve ending getting ready to explode and send me into oblivion.

But that doesn't happen, because Tobias stops his movements and pulls out of me. I growl at him and perch up on my elbows, panting. "What are you doing?"

"You didn't answer me."

I roll my eyes as he sits back on his calves. He's holding his cock in a firm grip, pumping it as he watches me with a glint in his eye, biting down on his bottom lip. With his eyes dragging down my chest and stopping between my parted legs, I open them wider.

"Fuck. You are perfect."

I huff, pushing his hand away and shoving his shoulders so he falls next to me. I straddle his body, my knees on each side of him, and I sit with his cock between my legs, stroking the underside slowly with my fingers.

"I think you might be falling for me," I say with as much seduction as I can manage, pressing his length against my sensitive core, watching his jaw clench.

"I'm seconds from face fucking you, Doctor. Do I need to do that?" he replies breathlessly, bucking his hips as his swollen head glides through my soaking slit. "Because I will."

I giggle, lifting so his head is teasing my entrance, lowering myself slowly, his thick cock stretching me with each inch. My mouth drops open from the fullness, stretching me.

"Do you want me to fall in love with you?"

“Stop talking,” I moan, grinding on his cock.

He says something else, but I’m too paralyzed by my impending orgasm to pay attention, so I ignore him, my head falling back as he grabs my hips and thrusts to meet my movements. Minutes pass, our groans and gasps filling the room, my bedroom windows steaming up, my hair a mess.

He grabs my throat, and I can feel his chest under my palms starting to tense, his heart racing, matching mine. He grips my hips to stop me moving as he groans through his orgasm, filling me with his cum.

We lose ourselves in each other, bodies wrapped together as we come down from our highs, both panting, sweating, our lips raw.

"I think I might," Tobias says after nearly ten minutes of me lying in his arms, him twirling my hair around his fingers. "It's hard."

"What is?" I ask, my chin resting on his chest, staring at his chiselled features.

"Nothing." He shakes his head, reaching over for his phone. "We need to go soon. Shower with me?"