Semua Bab Aria's Choice: Bab 81 - Bab 90

“Here we go, open that throat up for me, sweetness.” Jory orders and I do my best. Normally I don’t gag but sometimes his Jacob’s Ladder tickles the sides of my throat when he’s so deep and it does make me gag. He loves it when that happens and always tries to make it happen. “There we go, baby, gag like a good girl.” He gives little thrusts as he’s deep in my throat, and I give him exactly what he wants. His eyes light up and he grins devilishly. He takes me to the limit before he pulls out, letting me take in air but then goes deep once again. This goes on for quite a while because he loves seeing me uncomfortable and vulnerable in this position as he holds my head down while he fucks my face. “Damn, I better stop, otherwise I might just spill down that pretty little throat and that’s not what I want, is it?” I shake my head, “No Jory, you want my pussy.” “Yes, I do.” He strokes himself as I watch, my own hand slipping between my legs, “You like watching me stroke mys

KNOX (cont.) “We need an alibi during the mission. I don’t want to leave any stone unturned.” I tell my two friends, “If Moretti has been talking about our girl to anyone that isn’t there when the attack takes place then they will automatically think it’s us.” “I take it you have already thought about something?” Jory grins. I swear, this guy always has a smile on his fucking face no matter what. Even when he got stabbed, he still smiled every once in a while, when making a joke. Jory’s life has been shit, no thanks to his parents but he still finds a way to smile through it all, and let me tell you, the ladies love his smile. “You would be right,” I look at him, “You will be coming home tomorrow night. Do you think you can play it cool around Aria that soon?” His face lights up even more, “Oh yeah, I think I can handle that.” “Good because I will need you both with me and Aria when we go to the courthouse and get married.” “WHAT!?” Both Merrick and Jory say at the same time and

It’s after lunchtime when I finally leave my mother’s room. Both Knox and Merrick came in and told me that they were going to the office for a few hours and that my guards will be keeping a close eye on things. I want to go see Jory so badly, but I don’t dare in case the other two lied to me and are actually in his room, so I wait. I’m just about to leave the south wing when my phone buzzes with a text. Looking down, I smile when I see Jory’s name light up. Jory: I need a little TLC and my nurse just doesn’t have the kind that I’m needing. I giggle and text him back. Me: Oh, and what kind is that? Jory: Sweetness, if I have to try explaining through text, I’m going to redden that lovely little ass of yours. I’m already heading his way, so by the time I’m done reading his last text, I’m standing outside of his door. Biting my lip, I decide on what exactly I’m going to do. I’m still a bit sore from being taken roughly this morning but I think I have a little bit more in me

JORY (cont.) Being with Aria like this, just one on one is amazing. It doesn’t matter that I’m hurt, and she does most of the work; I can see it in her eyes that she is happy to be helping in any way. Yeah, it’s not like she’s nursing me to health, but I love my sex, and this is so much better. Believe it or not, spilling my story out to her, has me feeling so much better. I know the guys have told me that Aria isn’t judgmental, and I should really already know this, but it still scared me. Like I said earlier to her, I wanted to keep her away from the evil greedy world that used to be mine as well. “Yes, fucking ride it, baby! You are so good at this, sweetness. It’s hard to believe that you were a virgin a little less than a month ago.” I bite my lip ring and grind her down on me. It’s a bit uncomfortable but I’m willing to deal with it in order to make sure our girl enjoys it too. “I had very good instructors, Mr. Payne.” She leans back with one hand and rubs her cl

I go to my closet to find some clothes to put on. I need to go be with my mother and try to make sense of everything. Opening the door, I find a clothing bag with my name on it that wasn’t there yesterday, so I unzip it and gasp. Inside is a beautiful white dress. It’s not quite a wedding dress but it’s far from simple, with a beaded bodice and a thigh-length skirt with a sheer overlay that opens in the front. Even I can’t deny its beauty, but it doesn’t change my mind about why it is now hanging in my closet. In fact, I don’t even read the note that is pinned to the bag. I reach around it and grab a shirt from the hanger and then leave the closet and go to my dresser for a pair of jeans. Soon, I make my way to my mother’s room where I find Nikki taking her vitals. The nurse seems to be excited over something, so I rush over to check my mother over, “What is it? Did something happen?” “Oh, my God! I was just going to come find you! Your mother spoke!” Nikki rushes out. “Wh