He leaned down, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her slick heat. His other hand gripped her breast roughly, pinching the nipple through her lacy bra. "Good girl," he growled against her mouth before pulling away to stare down at her once more.

His touch was hard, possessive; as if marking her as his in every way possible.

He moaned low in his throat as she eagerly accepted his kiss, her soft whimpers only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through him. Her body responded so perfectly to his touch, arching into his fingers and pressing closer as he relentlessly claimed her. His free hand slid up her body, cupping her breast through her bra before squeezing roughly. "That's it," he growled against her lips, "show me how much you need this."

"Well, I'm the one you chose, remember?" Aaron said with a wink. "And trust me, they're all just jealous of how lucky you are to be with me." He took another bite of his food before reaching across the table and tracing his finger along her bottom lip. "Don't ever forget that." His voice was husky and possessive as he gazed into her eyes, making it clear who truly owned her heart.

Aaron smiled and leaned back in his chair, watching her intently. "Good girl," he purred before taking another bite of food, savoring the taste as much as he did their playful banter. "So what do you feel like doing after dinner? Want to watch a movie or maybe cuddle up by the fireplace?" His hand drifted lower on her thigh, teasingly brushing against her skin through her skirt.