The Night of Endless Craving
Leon leaned over Aria, holding her arms gently against the bed, his warm breath whispering over her neck.
He smiled into her skin, his voice low and teasing in her ear.
"Beg for it," he whispered, soft and almost cruel in its gentleness. "Tell me what you want. or else you'll get nothing from me tonight."
Aria's breath caught. Heat flooded to her face, suffusing her cheeks with a furious, helpless red.
She—always calm, who spoke in measured words and piercing glances—found herself now quivering under his teasing mastery. Her heart was thudding wildly, her body yearning for him. Forgoing her pride altogether, she gave way, her voice shaking with desperate lust.
Her lip caught between teeth, her cheeks hot red, she finally broke.
"Please. kiss me. touch me. give me your love, Darling!"
A slow, dark smile creased Leon's lips.
"As you wish. my beautiful Wifey."
