Aries's Confession

Veronica looked at herself in the mirror, her fingers touched her swollen lips and then moved the mark on her neck, her eyes looked at her chest covered in Aries’s marks and the soreness between her legs was evidence of the passionate night she had with him.

She recalled how he aggressively pressed her into the wall and powered into her from behind as if he wanted to ravish her completely. They had sex in different positions, but this one was above the rest on the steaminess meter.

His hands played with her breast, tormenting her nipple to the point she moaned out his name loudly or circled her nub, bringing her close to orgasm.

They were nearly done in the dawn, and the last she remembers before dozing off was lying close to him on the couch with his fingers buried deep inside her. The memories pooled moisture between her legs again and her nipples stood out. She felt her cheeks heating and wanted him inside of her again. Groaning, she washed her face and scolded herself for being