“I’ll kill you if you touched her.” Talvery issues a false threat as I unmute the conversation.
“How could I not touch her?” I ask him.
I hear a small whimper of protest from Aria and feel like a prick that I’m goading her father in front of her.
With apprehension coiling in the pit of my stomach, I speak. “I’ve given her everything she needs. She’s having hard days.” Although her father is listening, these words are just for her as I add, “She seems to be fitting in well, and at times she even seems happy.”
Her hazel eyes soften and nearly gloss over, her eyes never faltering from my gaze.
“What do you want, Cross?” Talvery’s harsh and bitter voice forces my jaw to clench.
I think about telling him how she told me she loves me. But repeating those words to him and using them like that would be a travesty.
She’s calmer, wide-eyed and waiting with bated breath for my answer.
“Just to talk. I have someone here who wanted to hear your voice.”
I push my fingers into her tight cunt and my thumb presses against the butt plug. The clinking of the handcuffs is loud enough for Talvery to hear and knowing that, a conceited grin stretches across my face.
“Let me speak to her,” he says but his demand is pathetic. I’d never do anything because he ordered it. I’d go through hell just to spite him.
“She’s a little tied up at the moment,” I tell him, feeling the arrogance surge inside of me, but wanting to contain it enough to keep it from hurting my Aria. I circle her clit ruthlessly, knowing she gets off so easily with this touch. I’d rather she be in such blinding pleasure that she can’t hear or even comprehend the conversation.
“I’ll fucking kill you,” he says, and he doesn’t hide the anger in his voice.
“You keep trying to do that,” I retort and the anger seeps into my voice with every passing moment. And although concern is clearly written on Aria’s expression, her thighs tremble with the upcoming release and her teeth sink into her bottom lip so hard she’ll be tasting blood if she bites any harder.
I mute the conversation again for only a second to command her, “Cum for me, Aria.” And then finger fuck her harder.
Her back bows and a soft, strangled cry slips by her lips just as I tell Talvery, “I promise I’m being good to her. I know how to treat a woman.”
At my words, she cums, hard and violently. Her entire body showing the tremors of pleasure that race through her.
“Did Romano tell you what she did?” I ask Talvery, more to remind myself. This strong woman is mine. I’m fucking proud to have her as mine.
“Stephan?” Talvery asks as Aria’s eyes meet mine and I whisper harshly in response, irritated by his interruption, “Yes.”
Breathing heavily, Aria tries to look up; she tries to will the phone to give her more of a response from her father.
But nothing comes.
There’s nothing but silence on the other line.
And I hate him for it. Truly hate him for the tears he brings to her eyes.
“You didn’t come for her.” I have to swallow the spiked ball growing in my throat. “How long have you known?”
When he doesn’t reply, the edge of hate comes on thicker and I say, “I know Romano spilling a little secret wasn’t what tipped you off.”
Her face crumples and I lean forward, kissing every inch of the curve of her waist.
“Give her a message for me,” Talvery says, but I ignore him in preference for the sweet sounds of gratitude I can barely hear from Aria.
“I couldn’t tell her before this, but I’m telling her right now.”
“I’m listening,” I tell him, only to mute the phone again as I kiss Aria’s reddened skin on her ass and gently move the butt plug in and out once again. She’s so close already.
“Tell her I said, ‘Stay quiet while I’m gone and stay in her room.’”
Unmuting the phone, I answer him quickly, “I’ll be sure to let her know,” and then hang up the phone, done with him and this conversation. And ready to hear her scream my name.
Moving her legs off the desk and fueled by her gasp and the sounds of her nails scratching along the desk, I unleash my cock and shove myself all the way in her to the hilt.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan as my limbs tingle. “Fuck, I need you,” I whisper along her back as I lower my lips to kiss along her skin. I stay still inside of her, letting her adjust and waiting to make sure she feels nothing but pleasure.
“You have no idea how much I want him to know you scream my name every night.”
“Is he—” Aria asks before throwing her head back with a strangled cry of pleasure as I slam inside of her again.