The Traps of Black Swan

Aarvi's eyes widened, she let out a gasp at his sudden move and lost the balance on her heels due to his towering physique. She almost fell back when his strong arm snaked around her waist and pressed her slender body against him. Another hand cupped her back head sealing her lips with his warm ones.

She expected his kiss to come rough but his tempting lips sucked and nibbled her lips fervently. His lips felt soft yet firm on her lips making her yearn for more and to envelope in his strong arms.

Her eyes slowly shut and responded to his passionate kiss. Her only addiction. Her craving which she didn't want to be de-addicted.

Her hand shifted to his back head. Her fingers clutched his hair. Another hand shifted to his neck pulling him closer as though there was still a space left for them to cross.

Aaron responded to her action with a low groan when her lips added more pressure on their lips and she nipped his lower lip.

His hand around her waist moved down her waist and squeezed her bottom cheek.

Aarvi gasped, fluttering her eyes open to meet his closed eyes, and her clutch tightened on his hair, almost pulling him away from her.

Taking the chance, Aaron thrust his burning tongue into her sweet, warm mouth. He sucked on her stilled tongue and pulled out her sensual moan against his lips.

Aarvi felt light-headed in his dominating kiss. The tingling sensation pulsed through her, weakening her knees. His fingers moved up her waist to the side tracing, pressing her curves.

The warmth of his palm nearing her chest hitched her breath in nervousness and anticipation under his tortuously slow move. All the while exploring her mouth and rolling with her tongue.

Aaron suddenly drew back from her. Holding his urge to pin her down, he stared at her. He wanted to make sure he wasn't forcing her or Aarvi forcing herself into it.

Aarvi suddenly felt a sense of loss and felt cold air caress her bare skin right after losing his warmth.

She groaned, opening her eyes, "Aaron..." If he was playing her, she was ready to knee him between his legs. She wanted more, she didn't like how he left her abruptly and her hands hung in the air.

Her low growl was sweet and bewitching laced with longing. He noted her wants which woke his deepest desires. Her bruised lips were luscious, plump, and inviting.

She saw him get rid of his vest with an intense gaze on her filled with hunger and desire for her. Her fingers clenched the hem of her dress. Her throat ran dry when his one-step brought him dangerously close yet she couldn't peel her eyes away from their locked gaze.

Many thoughts ran in her mind but none were clear to her. She had thought she was prepared for their relationship to go for the next level too but her heart drummed erratically in her chest.

She didn't know if it was any kind of fear or her pure anticipation and nervousness for what comes next. She found herself frozen in a place, suffocating herself by holding her breath. She stared at him unlike how she always tried to seduce him.

All the more, she didn't want to disappoint him but none of her theories were helping her at the moment.

Aaron didn't see fear in her. He had expected her to be nervous and it was more than she had thought due to her past experience. 

Just a little soothing, he will get his curious kitten Cupcake, if not his Lioness will be back in all vigor. 

His left palm brushed on her cheek causing her eyes to droop and lean to his palm. He slowly leaned in and pressed his lips on her cheek, down her jawline, and below her ear sending shivers down my spine.

His right hand pressed on her shoulders making her sit at the corner of the bed. His lips gently pressed on her lips when she looked up to him.

Puzzled, Aarvi bit her swollen lower lip. She forgot everything about the fear she doubted. She curiously gazed at him kneeling in front of her. 

With all the tenderness he had, his finger glided down her right calf causing her to slightly stiffen under a lingering trace of his finger. He held her ankle and took off her heel. Then he repeated the left leg glancing at her relaxing.

She wasn't a delicately grown-up princess of some kingdom or a porcelain doll that should be handled carefully. She believes none could treasure her as much as he did. 

Before he could stand up, her hands slid on his shoulders and her lips met his. Bending to his height, her lips brushed against his lips. She uttered looking him in the eye, pouring her heart out, "I love you." 

Were those three words enough to express her feelings? She wished those three words could really tell him how much she loves him. 

Aaron felt his heart swell in warmth for her tenderness and love.

"I..." Before she could add more words, Aaron stood up lifting her off the floor in his arms.

Aarvi gasped, wrapping her hands tight around his neck. He laid her under him pinning her down on the bed. His eyes flickered with intense emotions.

He pressed their foreheads, his fingers dug in her waist to control and respond to her heartfelt confession of her love, "Aarvi Evans, I love you too."

Aarvi shifted her hands to cup his face, she didn't want him to control anymore, "Then kiss me." 

Aaron's eyes shone to a predatory stare at her amorous tone.

Aarvi pulled him more close until their lips could touch, "Kiss me until you or I can't keep the count of it. Kiss me until I forget everything but you. Kiss me un..."

The rest of the words swallowed down her throat when his lips crashed on hers. His kiss came raw and intense and prying her lips open for him.