Chapter 182 Escape from Aaron

Aaron grabbed my hand against his chest and pulled my waist forward so that I was straddling him. “I guess I didn’t exhaust you enough earlier if you still have the energy to think about things like that.”

His erect c*ck rested against my tender p*ssy and he slightly raised his hips,plunging it deep inside me.

“Aaron… mmm…: I bit my bottom lip and stifled a grunt as he continued to thrust into me.

Aaron held my hips and stared at me with an expressionless face. If it weren’t for the splashing in the tub, no one looking at us would be able to guess what

Aaron was doing to me right now.

He reached out and brushed a lock of my wet hair behind my ear, his eyes dark and heavy. “Olive, don’t you want to stay by my side? Why do you have to see him?”

As he spoke, he shoved upwards again.

His paranoia about me seeing Vincent bothered me. I met his annoyed gaze and tried to suppress the displeasure in my heart as I explained once more, “I’ll come back right after I go to see his mother…”

“You’re stalling!” Aaron lowered his head and bit down hard on my left breast, leaving a dark red mark.

I couldn’t help but scream, and I instantly shouted at Aaron. “Aaron, you’re too much sometimes! You’re going to make me hate you!”

became cold and dangerous as he pressed me further into the water. I could only barely hold onto his neck to keep my face above the water, but this position felt even

Dividing into pages now

my leg around his

sounds of splashing filled the

ear, gave it a nip, and said in a deep voice, “Olive, you’re mine. I won’t let anyone take you away from me. You

and Aaron was breathing deeply next to me, already

listened to my own heartbeat as I struggled

was going to

even restrained me and teased me. His attitude made me lose patience as I tried to explain the situation to

couldn’t keep me shut in here

my phone and walked to the foyer to look for the handcuff keys on the counter. It took me a

clothes, stole one last glance

left the hotel, the night was in

a chilly night in Bern. The cold wind blew right through my sweater and directly into my heart. I wrapped my coat tighter

there,

His helpless, bitter voice was slightly distorted by

to chat, so I got straight to the point and

of seconds,

lost tone and spoke seriously. “We’re in Las Vegas.

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