Page 31 of Keep My Secrets
“No.” Her voice is full of conviction. She is now consoling me. I pull her onto my lap so she is straddling me. She wraps her arms around my shoulders and nuzzles her face into my shoulder. We stay like this for a few minutes, just holding each other. She sits up and looks at me before apologizing again.
“Baby, there is no need to apologize. Just don't do that again, or you will need to earn my forgiveness.” She smiles as I taunt her.
I didn't hurt her. I didn't push too far. She still wants to be here. She still wants me.
My phone buzzes, and I look down to see Enzo's desk number.
“Yes?”
“Mr. Reeves, there is a furniture delivery here for Ms. Mason. Can I send them up?”
“Yes. Thank you.” I hang up the phone and look at Aria. “You have a delivery.” She smiles and tries to get up. I pull her hips back down hard onto my lap. Her eyes widen as she realizes she is pressing herself against my very erect cock. Her gaze shoots down, then back to me.
“We don't have time to handle this right now, but we will as soon as these delivery people are gone.” She bites her lip as she lets herself sink down a little further onto my body. I let out a soft groan as she starts rocking her hips against me.
“Aria,” I warn.
“Daddy,” she says sweetly as she does it again.
“Aria, that's two.”
“And that's three,” she whispers as her hips press against my cock and her lips press a kiss just behind my ear.
A loud knock at the door startles her. I pull her body against mine and stand up. She wraps her legs around my hips and her arms around my shoulders. I walk to the door and open it with one hand.
“Hi, make this quick.”
“Where would you like this?” one of the men asks as they bring the box inside. Aria is giggling against my neck as I tell them to take it to the loft.
I place her down on the kitchen counter, but she doesn't loosen her grip on me.
“You are in so much trouble,” I whisper into her hair.
“Good.” She laughs.
“You don't need to put it together. Just put it upstairs and I'll handle the rest,” I shout up the stairs.
As the men walk down the stairs, I unhook Aria from my body and leave her sitting on the counter. I grab my wallet and pull out a few $100 bills. As the delivery men walk by, I hand them the bills and lead them to the door. The second they are gone and the door is locked, I turn to Aria, who is sitting on the counter, so pleased with herself.
“How many was it?”
“Three.”
“Three it is.”
Chapter
Fourteen
Aria
My body is wrapped around Theo as he carries me to his room. My chest tightens as we enter. Did I push this too far? Last night was intense, and I don't think I am ready to participate in anything like that again.
I slowly slide down Theo’s body until my feet hit the floor. I look up to see Theo looking down at me. He is still the playful man who was in the living room with me. He hasn't become the disciplinarian he was last night.
While he may stillpunish me, it's in a more light-hearted way. I take a breath, knowing this is going to be fun.
“Strip.” His only word breaking the silence.
