Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 461

The nervousness might have been very loud because, in comparison to it, the rest all got too silent. She could only hear her heart thump loudly inside her chest —once, twice … making her unable to count the rest.

Aiden turned to look at her, and she saw his eyes darken with the same emotion she had seen in his eyes at the airport —the one that even stirred the same desire in her.

"I—I mean, we can go to …"

Before she could finish, Aiden reached over and grabbed her arm, pulling her onto his lap in one swift move.

Arwen gasped, completely caught off guard.

She could have resisted it, but it was already too late. By the time she realized it, she was straddling him, her thighs caging his hips, her hand pressing against his firm chest in the most intimate way.

"This … what are you doing, husband? W–we are in the car and —"

The rest of her protest was swallowed whole as Aiden captured her lips in a deep, bruising kiss.

His mouth was hot and demanding, muffling her words and replacing them with a moan that slipped unbidden from her throat.

The frevor was raw, urgent even. So much so that Arwen couldn't fight it —she didn't want to.

Before she knew it, she was leaning in, melting into him. Her body aching to feel more.

More of his touch.

More of his heat.

More of him.

"I have waited enough, Moon," he rasped against her lips, breaking the kiss just enough to breathe. "I can't wait another second."

His mouth moved to her jaw, then down her neck, biting just under her ear.

"Not having you around for all these weeks … it's tormented me in ways I can't even describe."

Arwen's breath hitched.

"I fear …" he whispered, just before his teeth sank into the curve of her neck, making her cry out softly. "I fear tonight, I won't be able to control myself."

He bit down again, this time lower, leaving a mark only he would know about. "You will have to bear with me, Moon. But still …"

He paused, pulling away to look into her misty eyes. "If you don't want this … we can stop here. I won't force y—"

But before he could finish, Arwen silenced him with another kiss, firm and full of purpose. His teeth nipped his lower lip, punishing him for even thinking such a thing.

"Force me if you have to, husband," she whispered, voice breathless and bold. "But don't hold back at times like these. I like you as a gentleman, but I would love you even more if you lose control with me."

Her words sliced through his restraint like a knife.

"I want to know what it feels like to be ruined by your love. Not just held, not just cherished —but consumed."

She kissed him again —softer this time, yet carrying an unspoken demand.

"You once said you would always be at my disposal," she breathed against his lips. "Tonight, I am giving myself to you the same way."

Her lips curled against his skin as she leaned close to his ear.