Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 58

Aiden's POV

I felt my jaw tighten as I held the delicate black lace between my fingers.

The image of Aria wearing this flashed unbidden through my mind, and something primal stirred within me.

Her pale skin against the dark fabric, the lace hugging every curve, revealing and concealing in equal measure.

My mind wandered to how it would feel to slowly peel it away from her body, inch by inch, exposing her to my gaze, my touch.

"Is this part of the replacement too?" I asked, my voice coming out rougher than intended.

Aria's face flushed a deep crimson as she snatched the lingerie from my hand, stuffing it back into the pink shopping bag with frantic movements.

"No! God, no," she stammered. "Lillian must have accidentally put her purchase in my bag. It's—it's not mine."

I kept my eyes fixed on the road, but my peripheral vision caught her nervous fidgeting. The lie was so transparent it almost amused me.

"Really?" I drawled, allowing skepticism to color my tone. "Because that looks exactly like your size."

Her head whipped toward me, eyes wide with mortification. "How would you even know my size?"

"I'm observant," I stated flatly, though in truth, I had memorized everything about her body from the few times I'd held her close—the slender curve of her waist, the delicate slope of her shoulders.

Aria clutched the shopping bag to her chest like a shield, her breathing shallow. I could practically feel the heat radiating off her skin.

"There's no need to be so damn observant," she muttered under her breath.

I couldn't help the slight curve of my lips. There was something undeniably captivating about her embarrassment—the way she tried to maintain her dignity while clearly wanting the floor to swallow her whole. It was... endearing.

Making a sudden decision, I pulled the Bentley over to the shoulder of the road and shifted into park. The engine idled smoothly as I turned to face her fully.

"What are you doing?" Aria asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I turned to face her fully. "Why did you buy it, Aria?"

"I told you, Lillian—"

"Stop lying." I reached over, one finger tracing the outline of her jaw. "You're terrible at it."

Her breath hitched. "It doesn't matter why I bought it. I wasn't planning on using it."

"No?" I leaned closer, my hand sliding to the back of her neck. "What a waste."

The atmosphere in the car shifted, charged with something electric. I could hear her breathing quicken, see her pupils dilate. My thumb stroked the sensitive skin behind her ear.

"Aiden," she whispered, half warning, half plea.

With one hand, I unbuckled my seatbelt, I closed the distance between us, capturing her mouth with mine.

Her lips were soft, yielding beneath mine before pressing back with surprising hunger.

My hand tightened in her hair, angling her head to deepen the kiss.

My free hand found the hem of her sweater, fingers tracing the warm skin of her waist.

My fingers found her most sensitive spot, circling with just enough pressure to make her gasp and writhe against me.

"Beg me," I demanded, my voice low and commanding.

"Please, Aiden," she whispered breathlessly, "I need you inside me."

"Such a needy little thing," I growled against her skin, feeling myself grow impossibly harder at her words.

The fact that proper, composed Aria could be reduced to this quivering, pleading state in my arms was intoxicating.

With my free hand, I reached between us to undo my belt, desperate to feel her around me.

Just as I was about to free myself, my phone rang—the specific ringtone I'd assigned to Lucas for emergencies.

I froze, momentarily torn between ignoring it and answering.

"Your phone," Aria whispered against my ear, her voice still thick with desire.

"Ignore it," I growled, recapturing her lips and continuing my ministrations.

The ringing stopped briefly, then started again immediately. Only one person would be this persistent.

With a muttered curse, I reluctantly pulled away and checked the screen. Lucas.

"This better be important," I growled into the phone.