“A bit,” she said.
“Lie down. I’ll warm you up.” Aria climbed on the bed, giving me a prime view of her ass before she stretched out on her back. I reached for my wet shorts and shoved them down, not wanting to get the bed wet, but even more than that: wanting to feel Aria as close as possible. My erection bounced and Aria’s eyes were drawn to it.
Her expression shifted, turned anxious then wary. She pushed back against the headboard and tugged her legs against her chest protectively. What the hell?
“Aria?” I said carefully, unsure how to react to her obvious fear. I reached for her leg but she jerked and pressed it even tighter against herself.
Seeing Aria like this brought up emotions I wasn’t familiar with, emotions I didn’t want to deal with. Emotions were weakness, and a Capo couldn’t be weak. “What now?” I muttered, annoyed at myself and at Aria because she evoked those sensations in me.
I sank down beside her, trying to be patient and keep my frustration at bay. “Say something.”
Aria shook her head. “This is too fast.”
Too fast? I hadn’t fucked her in our wedding night like everyone expected, still hadn’t fucked her or gotten more than a hand job. That wasn’t fast in my world. The frustration of the day, the confusion over my emotions began to catch up with me, and I knew I couldn’t let it. “Because I got naked?” I asked in a moderately calm voice. “You’ve seen my cock before. You even jerked me off.”
Aria flushed. “I think you’re trying to manipulate me. If I gave you the chance, you’d go all the way today.”
“You bet I would, but I can’t see what manipulation has to do with it,” I gritted out. Didn’t she understand what kind of man I was and what men like me usually did when they had a beautiful woman, their wife, at their disposal? “I want you. I never lied to you about that. I’m going to take whatever you’re willing to give, and you were willing in the Jacuzzi.”
Aria’s eyes flashed with anger. “Not about the finger. Maybe you’ll try the same with sex.”
I laughed at her cluelessness. “That won’t work. My cock won’t slide in that easily, believe me, and it will hurt a lot more.”
Aria blanched. I could have kicked myself for my words. It was the truth, but she didn’t need to know it. Gathering what remained of my patience, I continued in a softer voice, “I shouldn’t have said that. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
But I had. It was plain as day on Aria’s face. I caressed her side, showing her that I still had every intention of being gentle with her. “Tell me that you enjoyed what I did to you on the roof.”
“Yes.”
Thank god. I leaned down to her. “What did you enjoy the most? My tongue fucking you? Or when I ran my tongue all the way over your pussy? Or when I sucked your clit?”
Desire replaced the apprehension on Aria’s face. “I don’t know.”
“Maybe I need to show you again?” I said, then slid my hand between her legs and covered her pussy with my palm. Aria moved to lie down, but I shook my head. This position was perfect. “No. Stay like that.” I began to stroke her as I held her in my arms. The way her legs were still pressed against her chest, additional pressure was added to her pussy and she loosened up in no time.
“Relax,” I encouraged her before I dipped one finger against her opening. I took my time entering her this time, allowing her to grow used to the intrusion. The sight of my finger sliding into her pussy was the best.
I dragged my eyes up, catching Aria watching my hand. “Look at me.”
Aria cast her eyes up.
“You are so wet and soft and tight. You can’t imagine how fucking good this feels,” I told her. The tip of my cock dug into her thigh, leaking pre-cum all over her smooth skin. I kissed her, tangling my tongue with hers as I kept finger-fucking her gently. This time, when I pulled my finger out, Aria let out a huff.
Chuckling, I knelt between her legs and entered her with my middle finger. It slid in as easily as my little finger had done. I watched Aria’s face as her walls encased it. When I began swirling my tongue around her clit, Aria threw her legs open, giving me better access. Smiling against her pussy, I licked and sucked her as I slid in and out of her. Aria’s thighs began quivering and then she jerked under me, rewarding me with her release. Would the sight of her coming apart ever not lodge my breath in my throat?
Fuck me.