Chapter 353
Aria's POV
The last button of Aiden's shirt finally gave way under my desperate fingers. My heart was racing like I'd just run a marathon, but I couldn't stop now. Not when his eyes were locked on mine with that intense, hungry look that made my insides turn to liquid fire.
"You're impatient today," he whispered, his voice rough against my ear as his hands slipped further beneath my sweater, tracing burning paths across my skin.
"Your fault," I gasped back, pressing my palms against his now exposed chest. God, he was like a furnace—all smooth, hot skin stretched over hard muscle. "You started this."
A low chuckle rumbled through him, vibrating against my fingertips. "Did I?"
I didn't answer—couldn't answer—because his mouth found mine again, more demanding this time. The gentle teasing from before was gone, replaced by something raw and urgent that matched the desperate energy building inside me.
My sweater disappeared somewhere in the tangle of limbs and heated breaths. The cold air h

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