Chapter 33

Zander's desire for Aria overpowered the pain in his arm, and he guided her to lie down on the couch. The fabric felt cold against her skin, but the warmth of his touch was enough to make her forget everything else. She watched, her eyes wide, as he tried to ignore the discomfort of his injury, his gaze dark with want. His dick was hard, straining against the fabric of his pants, and she could feel it pressing against her thigh.
Aria's cheeks flushed as she helped him remove his pants, revealing his cock—huge and thick. She couldn't help but gulp at the sight of it. It was the first time she had ever seen one up close, and the reality was more overwhelming than her wildest imaginations. The anticipation made her heart pound in her chest, and she felt a strange mix of fear and excitement.
When their lips met again, the kiss was urgent, filled with a desperate need to connect. Aria's body responded to him, arching into his touch. He kissed her deeply, his hands moving over her curves, exploring every inch of her body. She pulled him closer, her hands finding the hem of her own shirt.