Aubrey’s heart fluttered with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation as Evan’s lips finally made contact with hers, initiating their very first kiss. It was a moment filled with electrifying surprise for Aubrey, as she hadn’t expected him to respond with such fervor. He teasingly licked and nibbled on her lips, causing her to part them willingly, granting him unhindered access to the depths of her mouth.
Aubrey couldn’t suppress the soft moans that escaped her throat, her mouth becoming a conduit for a delicate trickle of saliva that dripped sensually from the corner of her lips. As their embrace intensified, Evan’s rough hand traced a tantalizing path down her exposed belly, eliciting delicious shivers of pleasure that coursed through her entire being. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, he rested his forehead against hers, their heated breaths merging into a symphony of desire.
“I fear that once I start, I won’t be able to restrain myself,” Evan confessed, his voice saturated with both longing and restraint. Aubrey, emboldened by the moment, responded with a sultry tone, her words carrying a hint of audacity, “Who said anything about stopping?” His lips curled into a smug smile, relishing Aubrey’s newfound boldness as he embarked on a tantalizing journey down her jawline, leaving a trail of scorching kisses and playful nips along the way.
Aubrey’s moans of pleasure reverberated in the air as Evan skillfully removed her exquisite and costly dress, flinging it carelessly onto the floor as if it were nothing more than a cheap, disposable fabric. Now laid bare before him, she found herself adorned only in her delicate bra, her physique exuding an irresistible allure. The sight of her stoked the fires of Evan’s desire, and he fervently lavished attention on her breasts, his skilled hands exploring the contours of her abdomen with fervent urgency. With deliberate intent, his hand meandered beneath the fabric of her panties, igniting a symphony of sensations that sent waves of longing coursing through her core. In one swift motion, he divested her of her panties, leaving Aubrey utterly exposed, her face flushed with desire, her tousled hair lending an air of untamed sensuality. She panted heavily, her body quivering with anticipation, making it difficult for Evan to resist her captivating allure.
Evan unclasped Aubrey’s bra, allowing it to join the discarded dress on the floor. His gaze lingered on her exposed breasts, his voice barely above a whisper as he muttered, “You are truly exquisite.” Aubrey’s cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and desire as she absorbed his words.
His lips closed around her hardened nipple, causing her to gasp in a heady mixture of pleasure and anticipation, while his expert hand skillfully caressed and squeezed her other breast. Slowly descending, his lips trailed a path of scorching kisses down her supple abdomen, before he assumed his place between her legs, the intimacy of the moment intensifying their connection. Evan urged her to call out his name, his voice husky with longing, as she found herself completely exposed before him, captivated by his raw passion.
“E-Evan,” she managed to utter, her voice quivering with desire, acknowledging the effect he had on her. He rewarded her admission by expertly thrusting his fingers into her, eliciting a symphony of pleasure and anticipation that caused Aubrey to clutch the bedsheets tightly, her body responding uncontrollably to his skilled touch.
Withdrawing his fingers, Evan left Aubrey yearning for more. Seated between her legs, his gaze fixated upon her, he beckoned her to spread herself wider, urging her to yield to his passionate advances. Unzipping his pants, he positioned himself to enter her, his actions guided by a potent mixture of desire and urgency.
As he penetrated her, Aubrey’s moans of pleasure filled the room, resonating with an intensity that matched the fervor of their coupling. “You are unbelievably tight, Aubrey,” Evan groaned, his voice mingling with hers as he gazed intently into her face, his eyes reflecting a fusion of pleasure and concern. Drawing closer to her, he cupped her tear-streaked face, his voice laced with compassion as he inquired between breaths, “What’s the matter, Aubrey? Why are you crying?”
“Because… it’s… painful,” Aubrey managed to pant, her breaths heavy with exertion. Tenderly, Evan took her hand, placing it around his neck, seeking to comfort her. “Just relax,” he whispered, his lips descending upon hers once again, the kiss serving as a soothing balm for her emotions.
Morning
As Aubrey gradually opened her eyes, the gentle rays of sunlight streamed into the room, casting a soft glow upon her body. Every muscle in her body ached, as if she had been trampled by a heavy truck. Blinking in confusion, she tried to piece together the events of the previous night. Sitting up abruptly, realization flooded her, causing her face to flush a deep shade of crimson. She brought her hand to her face, attempting to hide her embarrassment and the rapid beating of her heart.
Eager to catch a glimpse of Evan, Aubrey turned her gaze towards his side of the bed, only to be met with disappointment as it became evident that he was absent. “Where did he go? Leaving me alone here,” Aubrey murmured, her voice tinged with melancholy. Her reverie was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a knock on the door, causing her to startle. Hastily wrapping herself in a bathrobe, she crossed the room to answer it, her relief palpable when she found John standing on the other side. His warm smile brought her a measure of comfort, although she couldn’t shake the feeling of embarrassment that lingered in his presence.
“Good morning, Aubrey. The boss instructed me to bring you back home. Here are your clothes,” John informed her, his voice laced with a hint of hesitation, as if he was aware of the intimate details of the previous night. Aubrey nodded her gratitude, retreating to the shower to wash away the remnants of the night’s passion. As she adorned herself in the clothes provided by John, she couldn’t help but be struck by their perfect fit, a testament to the meticulous attention paid to her comfort.
During the car ride home, Aubrey’s curiosity gnawed at her, compelling her to pose a question to John that had been nagging at her mind. “Where is Evan?” she inquired, her voice betraying a trace of urgency. John, momentarily taken aback, responded with a touch of hesitation, “He’s at the office.” The vague response left Aubrey feeling perplexed, but she decided against further probing. Their journey concluded as they arrived at her residence. Aubrey expressed her gratitude to John before stepping inside, only to be greeted by the unexpected presence of her grandmother, Jennifer, and Mrs. Jane, who had gathered in the hall. All eyes turned toward Aubrey as she made her entrance, her gaze instinctively drawn to the television, where a headline and accompanying video seized her attention. In an instant, the strength seemed to drain from her legs, causing her to stumble, desperately seeking support from the nearby wall. The news channel incessantly repeated the headline, etching it into her consciousness: “The esteemed young business magnate, Mr. Evan Cooper, weds in a night of revelry with his inebriated spouse.”
