CHAPTER 3
ARIA
My orgasm ripped through me so hard I screamed, legs shaking, hands fisting his white hair like I was trying to survive.
He didn’t stop.
Not until I was twitching, oversensitive, drenched.
He stood, mouth shiny, eyes glowing.
“You still think this isn’t real?” he asked, licking his lips.
I couldn’t even speak.
He leaned...