Just My Hockey Roommate’s Filthy Desires by Esther Pen novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318

ARIA’S POV

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We walked into our bedroom and Brandon shut the heavy wooden door quietly behind us.

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He did not speak right away. Instead, he walked over to me, took my black leather bag from my hand, and set it down on the side table.

Then he stepped closer, his big hands moving gently to unbutton my suit jacket. He slid the coat off my shoulders and hung it up carefully in the closet.

Next, he knelt on one knee in front of me, taking off my high heels one by one and setting them aside.

I stood there quietly, watching his dark hair as he moved. I knew what he was doing. He was delaying the conversation.

He was looking for tasks to keep his hands busy so he would not have to talk about Sarajevo, Clara, or the past.

I wanted to ask him questions right then, but I kept my mouth shut. I did not want to push him away or make him close up again, so I waited patiently for him to open up on his own time.

After he finished helping me out of my work clothes, Brandon took my hand and led me into the grand bathroom.

He walked over to the large marble bathtub, turned the golden taps, and ran a deep, hot bath for me.

He reached into the glass cabinet, grabbed my favorite lavender–scented oils and soap, and poured a generous splash under the running water.

White bubbles quickly rose to the top, filling the room with a sweet, calming smell.

“Step in, baby,” Brandon said softly, testing the water with his knuckles.

I dropped my robe and stepped into the warm water, letting out a long, slow breath as the heat soaked into my tired muscles.

I rested my head against the smooth padded edge of the tub, closed my eyes, and let the warm bubbles wrap around my skin. The stress of the long day at the office began to melt away.

When I opened my eyes a few minutes later, Brandon was sitting right on the edge of the tub. His hands were resting on his knees, and his dark eyes were locked onto my face, watching me with an intensity that made my heart beat faster.

“After all these long years, Aria,” Brandon spoke up, his voice low, rough, and thick with emotion, “you and Amelia have become the only two people who control my sanity.”

I stayed still in the water, listening closely to every word.

“I know Antonio told you the whole story on the way home,” Brandon continued, looking down at the white

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bubbles for a second before meeting my eyes again.

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“So I will not repeat the dark details. But it does not change the fact that I am terrified, Aria. I look at you, and I feel like the same horrible thing is going to happen all over again. That is why I have been acting like a crazy man with the security team. I know I am overwhelming you, and I am sorry.”

I shifted my body in the warm water, moving closer to the edge where he was sitting. I lifted my wet arm out of the bath, placing my dripping hand gently over his big knuckles.

“Listen to me, Brandon,” I said, keeping my voice firm, warm, and steady. “Whatever comes our way, whatever Gabriel is planning, we are going to face it together. As a team.”

I wiggled the bright diamond ring on my finger, letting the bathroom light catch the stone.

“We are getting married soon,” I reminded him softly, holding his gaze. “You have to trust me enough to let me stand beside you, not behind a wall of ten guards.”

A small, genuine smile broke across Brandon’s handsome face. He leaned down over the tub, pressing his soft lips against mine in a deep, gentle kiss that made my toes curl.

“I know,” Brandon murmured against my lips, pulling back just an inch. “I know you are right. I am sorry, baby. I promise I will not be so overbearing with the motorcade again.”

I let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling a heavy weight lift off my chest. “Thank you, Brandon.”

The dark mood in the room vanished completely. We stayed like that for a while, talking about normal, quiet things.

I told him about the spreadsheets I had cleared at my father’s office, and we talked about how happy Amelia was when she ran out of school today.

“I am going to drive Amelia to school myself tomorrow morning,” Brandon declared, crossing his arms over his chest with a sudden serious look.

I cocked one eyebrow at him, a mischievous smirk pulling at my mouth. “Oh really? Are you going to drop her off, or are you going to check out this new boy, Jayden?”

Brandon narrowed his eyes at me, trying to look tough, but his mouth twitched. “I am just going to make sure the school gates are secure.”

I burst out laughing, splashing a bit of warm water toward his lap. “You are unbelievable, Brandon Sterling.”

Brandon did not laugh back this time. His dark eyes slowly trailed down my body, tracing the lines of my neck, my collarbones, and the soft curves hidden beneath the layer of white bubbles.

The playful look in his eyes vanished, replaced instantly by a thick, heavy hunger that made the air in the bathroom feel hot. I saw the raw lust in his eyes, and my smirk returned.

He reached his big hand out toward the water, aiming to slide his fingers over my wet shoulder, but I leaned back just out of his reach, teasing him with a slow, wicked grin.

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“Aria,” Brandon said, his voice dropping an octave, turning thick and deep. “Baby.”

My heart did a quick flip in my chest. I loved the way my name sounded when he said it like that, but I especially loved it when he called me baby in that quiet, possessive tone.

“What do you want, Boss?” I asked softly, tilting my head.

“I want you,” he said plainly, his eyes burning into mine. “Right now.”

I looked down at his dark designer shirt, his neat tie, and his tailored trousers, then looked back handsome face.

“Well,” I said, nodding my chin toward his chest, “you are fully dressed.”

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Brandon did not hesitate for a single second. He stood up straight, unbuttoned his shirt in two quick moti and threw it onto the marble floor.

His tie followed a second later. He unbuckled his belt and kicked his shoes and pants off, standing before r completely bare and powerful.

I swallowed hard, my breath hitching in my throat. No matter how many times I saw this man take his clot off in front of me, I could never get enough of him.

My eyes drank in his broad shoulders, his lean, muscular chest, and the dark hair that trailed down his stomach. He was beautiful, dangerous, and entirely mine.

I reached my wet hands out toward him from the tub, and Brandon stepped right up to the marble edge, giving me full access to his body.

I did not make him wait. I wrapped my hands firmly around his length, guiding him to my lips, and took hin

pinto my mouth.

don let out a low, rough growl from the back of his throat, his head snapping back as a dark curse bed his lips. “Fuck, Aria… you are driving me completely insane.”

nd not slow down. I moved my head with a steady, deep rhythm, using my tongue and my hands together give him everything I had.

I knew how much pressure he had been carrying on his shoulders for the last three days, and I wanted to wash every single bit of that stress away right now.

Brandon’s hands tangled themselves tightly in my wet, soapy hair. He held me firm, his hips taking over the movement as he pushed himself deep into my mouth with long, hard, unrestrained thrusts.

I let him take control, loving the feel of his raw power over me.

Within two minutes, I felt his hard thigh muscles grow completely stiff beneath my fingers. Brandon let out one final, low groan that echoed off the tile walls, holding my head tight against him as he came heavily inside my mouth.

I swallowed every drop, looking up at him through my wet eyelashes. I watched the pure, unfiltered pleasure

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wash across his hard features as he caught his breath.

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“Damn it, woman,” Brandon muttered, his voice raspy as he looked down at me with dark, blown–out pupils.

He reached down into the water with both hands, hooked his arms under my armpits, and lifted my wet body effortlessly out of the bathtub.

He grabbed a large white towel, wrapped it around my back, and pulled me tight against his warm, bare chest. “Now,” Brandon whispered against my ear, his hand sliding down between my thighs to find me dripping wet and waiting for him, “it is your turn.”

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Chapter 319

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I turned the warm shower spray over Aria’s skin, gently rinsing away the remaining soap and bubbles. I wrapped a thick white towel around her shoulders, patted her dry, and lifted her into my arms.

Aria giggled softly, her head resting against my shoulder as I carried her out of the warm bathroom and into our bedroom.

I set her down gently in the middle of the large bed. Before she could move, I leaned over her and covered her lips with mine, kissing her hard and deep.

She let out a soft moan against my mouth. I–pulled back just an inch to look down at her glowing face, taking in her dark eyes, her damp hair, and her soft skin.

“You are so beautiful, Aria,” I whispered, my voice rough and low. “I can never get enough of you.”

I reached down, took her hand, and pressed a soft kiss right over the bright diamond ring on her finger.

“You are mine,” I said, holding her gaze.

Aria smiled up at me, wrapping her fingers around mine. “I will always be yours, Brandon.”

The raw love in her eyes hit me straight in the chest. I leaned down and peppered soft, warm kisses along her jaw line, moving down the side of her long neck to her collarbone.

She let out another quiet moan, and that sweet sound made my cock harden even more, throbbing against my stomach.

I shifted my weight, trailing my hands down her sides, past her hips, and moved down between her thighs. The sweet, warm scent of her filled the air, and a dark curse slipped past my lips. She smelled absolutely divine.

Without me having to say a single word, Aria parted her legs for me. I looked up at her face, smirked, and dragged my thumb right through her wetness.

Her breath hitched in her throat. “Brandon…”

I answered her by placing my tongue flat against her sensitive clit.

Aria let out a short yelp, her hips lifting slightly off the mattress. I did not stop. I lapped at her wet folds like a starved man who had finally been given a feast.

Within seconds, her hands were gripping the bedsheets tight, her chest heaving as she panted, gasped, and fell completely under my mercy.

“Brandon, please,” Aria croaked out, her voice raspy as her fingers reached down to tangle themselves in my short hair, pulling at me. “Please…”

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