Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“It’s not scary. We can make this work. I know it’s not what we both wanted, but we could, you know, have what my parents have.”
“But your parents love each other.”
“They didn’t always, and love might come into it.”
Aria sighed and squeezed his hand. “Yeah, but your mother’s father didn’t exactly blackmail him into the situation. Do you think you could ever … feel that way about me without thinking about why my father did it?”
“I am right now.”
This surprised her.
“Aria, you’re not your father. I see that now. I fucked up big time. I know that, and I promise you, I am going to make it up to you.” He reached out and pushed a curl behind her ear. “I’m not saying this is going to be easy. We can take it one day at a time, but we’ve already been married a year. I think if we wanted to, we could make this work.”
She loved the thought of making it work.
Before she got a chance to respond, Dante reached for her, hurling her up onto his lap. She released a giggle, but then gasped as she felt the hard ridge of his cock pressing against her core.
“It has been too long since I was last inside you,” he said.
“It has been a couple of hours,” Aria said, not that she was complaining.
“Yes, too long, and I am going to rectify that.” He reached between them, and Aria gasped as he touched her pussy.
She couldn’t believe how aroused she was. He stroked across her clit and then moved down, sliding inside her.
His name spilled from her lips, filling the air, and he released a moan. “That’s it, baby, let me hear how good it is.”
With just a few flicks of his fingers, she was already close to the edge, but Dante didn’t allow her to hurtle over it.
Instead, when she was close to orgasm, he pulled back and lifted her up. Once again, they were not using a condom, and he slid inside her, filling her, inch by inch. She moaned his name as he pulsed within her.
She didn’t want him to stop. It felt so good.
Dante stroked down her back, and she felt his tongue at her nipples. She arched up, and he took full advantage, taking each of her nipples into his mouth and sucking them.
He grabbed her hips and showed her what to do, setting a pace. She gripped his shoulders and followed his lead, only stopping as he once again stroked her clit.
He drew her to the edge and Aria went hurtling over. She heard his growl, and he quickly changed position, pushing her to the bed, so that he was above her.
He drove inside her, filling her. The sound of their slapping bodies filled the air, and Aria watched him, feeling the pleasure still rushing through her body.
When he came, she couldn’t look away. She loved to see that loss of control, knowing she had created it. Being married to Dante wasn’t hard.
She was even tempted by what he’d suggested. With their newfound alliance, she found herself enjoying him, loving his company. She liked this Dante, but there was also the problem. Dante didn’t deserve to be blackmailed. Their marriage had come about by force.
Dante didn’t love her. He hadn’t even considered her his bride.
If there was a chance for her to set him free, for him to live his own life, or take the bride he wanted, that was exactly what she was going to do.
****
Dante’s hatred of Phillip Lewis was absolute and nothing was going to change that. Even though he and Aria’s marriage was back on track, he wasn’t going to give this bastard the satisfaction of ruining it.
Phillip had invited them to dinner a week ago. Dante wanted to refuse but Aria had insisted. He knew exactly what Aria was going to do, and the truth was, he didn’t want her to find the evidence.
Being married to Aria was not a painful experience. He was rather enjoying it.
Dante had even told his father he intended to stop looking for the evidence, that it no longer mattered to him. He was going to make the most of the situation with Aria.
She was a wonderful person, and not like any woman he’d ever been with. He’d come to see that she also enjoyed his company. She was never after his money, or hoping he’d buy her jewelry and trinkets to show his affection. Aria was only ever interested in him.
When he arrived home, she was there to greet him, taking his coat, offering him coffee, or whiskey. Now, he just pulled Aria into his arms, and that was more than enough for him.
Aria’s parents didn’t love her. That had become abundantly clear through dinner as her mother suggested she watch her carbs and fats. Dante had taken the mashed potatoes and put them on her plate, along with some roast potatoes, and he even added some meat.