The Traps of Black Swan

## R18 Warning. There are no significant plot details in this chapter. You can skip this chapter. ##

While Aaron was trying his hardest to have control over himself, his mind was just losing it. He couldn't focus or think of anything but the woman on him.

When he was close to losing it, suddenly he heard her yawn wide as her arms encircled around his shoulders and her little face rubbed against his back.

Aaron: "..."

Here he was thinking she was seducing him, hence he couldn't have control over him.

"Ronron…" Aarvi murmured while recalling their day, and the beautiful village.

Aaron clenched his teeth. Her low mellow voice was like oil being fed to the fire. He wanted to put her down on the bed, tuck her in and cool himself down but he was frozen, he highly doubted if he could do that, instead of taking over her.

'She is exhausted.' He tried to remind his overwhelmed mind to distract himself. It didn't come useful.

He even tried to think if she falls asleep, he wouldn't be an inhuman beast to do anything to her. The small frame on his back moved, throwing out all the excuses he was trying to give himself.

"Ronron!" She propped her face up and tilted aside to look at his side profile. The soft candlelight was kissing his chiseled jawline, making it look more angular and tempting.

In drowsy eyes, she smiled infatuatedly thinking her husband was so hot. The next moment, seeing him still not giving her attention from the stupid tab. She pouted grumpily.

She was thinking of taking off every year for a month or two and spending their time together in the village in spring. Or else, they could open a small hospital in the village for him and settle there with him with no tension of anything. That simple life was tempting her.

And there he was, staring at the screen, reading an email.

She was itching to grab his hair and hit his head against that tab and scold him to marry his work. How could she accept that she was being ignored for that mere email?

Was the work email so important than hearing her?

Anyhow, how could she bear to treat her husband that way? Rather, she lowered her head to bite his neck to show her displeasure for his attitude when they were on a short vacation.

Like a thin thread snapping at the heavyweight, Aaron just lost it. Everything was faded in front of what seemed to take control over him. His body acted on its own. He hand held her head and rolled her down on the bed in one swift move.

Shocked, Aarvi felt her heart freeze for a moment and cried his name, clutching his shoulders thinking she was falling off, "RONrooo..." Before her voice could go out of the room, he muffled her voice, seizing her mouth in a desperate, impassioned kiss.

Aarvi's eyes widened in shock. She stared at the thick long lashes of his shut eyes. The sleepiness from her eyes fled out of the window while trying to grasp the situation.

Wasn't he ignoring her just now?

She just wanted to hug him and didn't do anything to seduce… seduce…

Her thoughts disappeared as if those weren't present before. Her eyes slowly closed on their own, focusing on his possessive kiss, invading her mouth like he has to conquer her quickly.

His one hand was cradling her head, tilting her head to mold their lips. Their tongues danced rhythmically, hungrily against each other.

"Cupcake…" He uttered against her gasping lips and crashed on them capturing them in another fierce kiss. His kiss turned so passionate that he hadn't expected to react so wildly with his Cupcake. It was all her fault when he was trying his best to hold back.

Her hands wrapped around his back and another caressed his nape without her mind. "Ronron…" Her whisper was again muffled when he sucked on her tongue.

Aarvi moaned when his hand began to tenderly caress her. The pleasure pit started to build, making her intoxicated under his rough yet sensual ministration. The sexual tension was too much for her to handle each time. She wanted to feel him more, touch him, kiss him, love him more than before.

Shy or not, she never hid how much she wanted him, both emotionally and physically. So she pressed him on her closer and kissed him back with the same fierceness without holding back.

She shuddered when she felt tingly where she was sensitive. Her body arched against his, craving more of his touch and attention. "Ronron…" She pleaded with him between their kiss which just acted as fuel to fill his desire.

Aarvi suddenly gasped and bit his lip hard. Her toes curled tight when his fingers were just behind the thin lace tracing her wet folds.

Aaron abruptly broke their intense kiss as though her gasp was a warning alarm ringing in his ear. For a second, he thought he hurt her and took his hand away from her legs.

Her eyes fluttered open in a daze as she mewled in a complaint, "Ronron…" She didn't want him to leave. Only if she could flip him down and overpower him.

The moment their gaze met, his eyes blazed in dark desire ready to swallow her right there. Her dazed eyes were gleaming in pleasure. Her brown hair locks were spread on the white sheet like the blush on her cheeks were tempting for him to continue.

She was his sinful seductress, never failing to control him.

Aarvi's face flushed darker under his gaze, her racing heart thundered in her chest. She had only his name on her lips. Hence she chose actions over words. Lifting her head from the bed, she brushed her lips against his.

Further roused, Aaron breathed out cupping her head, "Cupcake…" Struggling with himself, he placed her head back on the pillow. He gritted his teeth. He had never thought it would be so difficult to have control over his physical needs. He wasn't even sure whether he was being a jerk or his wife was too alluring for him to be in senses.

"You are tired." He finally said in a restrained voice. First times are always special so he didn't want to ruin it for her.

Aarvi knew he craved for her as much as her, if not more. Even if he was trying to be considerate, his body wasn't lying what it wanted.

She wrapped her arms tight causing him to fall much closer on her. There was hardly any space left between their faces. Aaron clutched the blanket behind her, staring deep into the black endless depth of her eyes.

He confessed when he was back to the brink of losing while her hot breath continued to fan his lips, "Cupcake, I can't… resist…"

Aarvi felt him shudder to have control, yet she didn't let him go. She knew he had two minds, one needed her, another one thought of her exhaustion. One wanted to listen to his heart without surrendering to his body while the other one was trying to overpower his affectionate, loving heart.

She wasn't a delicate princess and he treated her like a porcelain doll. So she could only become a little shameless. She felt her cheeks burn, her fingers slowly tugged his t-shirt when she opened her lips, "I want you… I want to feel you inside me."