Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 188

Arwen’s squeal was at once muffled when Aiden tilted her chin upward before capturing her lips in another kiss that was anything but teasing. It was deep, intense, and filled with a kind of passion that left her breathless yet craving more.

Her heart raced and she melted in his embrace as her hands instinctively pressed against his bare chest.

Aiden’s hands trailed down her waist, caressing in the same sensual way Arwen had memorized last night.

His intentions were clear and the hunger in his gaze were perfectly matching his action. But just as the moment threatened to spiral into something more. Arwen pulled away, her cheeks flushed and her breathing unsteady.

"No, husband," she murmured, placing her hands firmly on his shoulders to create some distance between them. "We are not doing this again. Not now, at least."

"Are you sure?" Aiden asked, his lips twitching into a teasing smirk as he reached out to tuck away a wild strand of her hair. "Because your actions just now were telling me something else. You seem to be already getting excited and —"

Arwen pressed her hand over his lips, stopping him from speaking anymore. Her cheeks burned, and though she tried to hide her embarrassment, it only became more evident.

"Have you lost all sense of decency, Mr. Winslow?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him, though her voice betrayed a hint of laughter.

Aiden pulled her hand away from his lips, his fingers curling around hers gently. "If I continue to stay decent with you even after last night, wouldn’t you question my love for you?" he quipped, his tone laced with playful sincerity. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

Arwen blinked at the loss of words. She was anyway trying hard to resist him, yet he was adding more difficulty to it. How could she resist him when he act like this?

Pursing her lips, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his, letting the kiss linger for a moment longer before pulling away. "Blame yourself. You left me all sore and sensitive. We are not doing this again until I recover."

Aiden raised a brow, clearly looking amused by her boldness. "Oh? So now you are asking me to blame myself. That’s quite a turnaround considering it was you who wanted all of of it last night. Remember, how you were screaming my name and begging me to give you harder?"

"I wasn’t begging!" Arwen shot back, her voice rising an octave as her cheeks deepened in color.

"Oh yes, you weren’t begging." Aiden chuckled, moving his hand to rest behind his head as he lay comfortably beneath her. "You were commanding. There is a huge difference."

What difference? She couldn’t find any.

Not knowing how to save her embarrassment, she decided to give him the taste of his own medicine.

"Look, who is talking," she scoffed subtly before teasing, "The one who claimed to not be gentle the whole night. If I have to command you to give me harder, that means you weren’t enough, and —"