Chapter 79 - NEED TO BE PUNISHED

SIENNA.

The place was called Diamond Hall. That’s where we ended up. There were enormous windows all around us, going all the way up to the ceiling. The sun broke through the clouds this morning, making the room bright and warm.

“I can’t believe how big this place is,” I said, my face showing my astonishment.

Aiden looked kinda uncomfortable, standing next to me.

“Perhaps...” he said thoughtfully. “We might all squeeze in here. But I think Elegant Hall would be better. It has more room.”

“Absolutely,” my mother agreed. “If we want this to be the best event of the year, we need a bigger space. We’ll invite everyone we know, won’t we, Jason?” She gave my dad an excited look.

Dad gave a nod, even though he seemed a little pale thinking about shelling out all that cash for a wedding, which he probably didn’t even have. Aiden was supposed to give the first cash installment by the end of the month. Until then, Dad was stuck with Mom’s inability to make decisions.

I sighed, missing the intimacy of our secret wedding. It was just me and Aiden, plus two random witnesses. It was last-minute and spontaneous, but at least I didn’t have to deal with a bunch of decisions. I seriously wanted to jump out of a window while we were choosing venues for the reception and wedding.

It had been more than a week since Aiden showed me his caring side, a reliable man I could trust, instead of the creepy guy focused on my body. Ever since then, our nights together have been full of delightful surprises.

It was unreal how Aiden opened up to me. No one else has ever seen that side of him. Especially last night. He was totally letting me see who he really was, like removing his shield.

My cheeks were probably all red, like he could read my mind. I gasped as an electric thrill shot through my body.

Warmth spread between my legs. My mind was going nuts and my body was all about it. I glanced at Aiden, who gave me a calm smile.

A conversation from this morning popped into my head.

As we got ready, I tried to explain it wasn’t simple. These were my parents and my little sister. They wouldn’t just leave if I asked them to.

“Without a wedding, it will break my mother’s heart. What if my sister dies after I tell her she is not welcome here? How would that sound?” I shouted at him.

It made me feel so bad, thinking he might be remembering his own parents who passed away. Very gentle of me.

“Your life is your own,” he said. “You should talk to your mother about her health and your sister’s and the real reason you married me.”

“I can’t,” I replied. “She’s not supposed to know. Oh, my God.” I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore Aiden’s thumb brushing my nipple. “But how much longer can I let her be clueless? My sister has appointments every day and money is being spent. She must realize you are the one paying for it, right?”

Focusing here was getting harder. It wasn’t just hard to watch my mom and Aiden finishing each other’s sentences, but I also kept remembering parts from last night.

My mom wouldn’t stop talking about whom to invite, who she wanted to exclude because they offended her, and how she was going to tell them off. Meanwhile, Aiden casually wrapped his arm around me, tracing gentle circles on my hip with his finger.

I gasped as another jolt shot through me. My mother listed people she felt should be at the reception, but not the wedding. Her voice was loud and clear, cutting through her list. She gave me a disapproving look.

“Do you think we should invite the Goodmans?” she asked suddenly.

Aiden raised an eyebrow.

“Do they even like us?” he said without even knowing them.

“They have to come,” my mother insisted. “They owe me after last year’s fiasco.”

“Alright,” I said, not really caring. “Invite whoever you want.”

Aiden squeezed my hand.

“Remember, it’s your day too.”

“Easy for you to say,” I muttered. “You’re not dealing with my mother.”

“Let’s try to make the best of it,” Aiden suggested.

My father, who had been silent, finally spoke up.

“Can we at least agree on the date?”

Everyone turned to look at him, momentarily united in the chaos.

“Are you alright, Sienna?” mother inquired, her voice full of concern.

I forced a smile, licking my lips.

“Yes... just a headache,” I replied, trying to sound convincing.

I was freaking out with trembling legs and sparks buzzing in my chest. Aiden grabbed me to keep me steady, and my mom came over looking really worried. I didn’t want to freak her out, considering her condition.

“Honey, can you help me sit for a moment?” I asked softly.

He squeezed my arm reassuringly.

“Of course, darling,” he murmured, his voice resonating within me.

Aiden guided me away from my parents. My mother’s eyes widened with worry as she watched us go, while my father gazed indifferently out over the city, clearly unconcerned.

As Aiden led me towards the restroom, the warmth radiating from his body enveloped me. We entered the women’s restroom, finding it empty. The small lobby area had a couple of seats and a side table, but Aiden didn’t give me time to notice the decor. He pushed me into the restroom and against the wall, lifting my skirt over my hips.

He smacked my pussy, and the wetness let him know what I wanted, even though I couldn’t say it out loud because of where we were.

He grinned wickedly.

“You need to be punished first,” he said, his voice low.

Another jolt of electricity shot through my nipples, making me squirm against the wall. My jacket tore as I turned towards him. He maneuvered me onto a small table inside the restroom, using it to his advantage. Aiden’s long finger gently massaged my entrance, spreading my juices until I was slick.

“You’re such a dirty babe,” he whispered. “You’d fuck me anywhere, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, damn it,” I moaned, and he slapped my ass again. I bit back a scream as the sound echoed off the walls. His hands were rough as he flipped me over, my thighs parting eagerly. His mouth descended on me, tasting and exploring with a hunger that left me breathless. The restroom door was ajar. Anyone could walk in at any moment. I had to come quickly if I didn’t want to spend the rest of the day in frustration.

“Oh, come on, your fingers.” I pleaded.

My legs felt all tingly from the sensation on my clit. Aiden pulled back and lightly slapped my pussy.

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want to you,” he whispered angrily.

“Please, Aiden,” I begged, my voice shaking. “I need it.”

He chuckled darkly.

“You need it, huh? Tell me how much you want it.”

“So much,” I gasped. “I want you so badly.”

His finger slipped into my ass, teasing the sensitive flesh.

“How about I fuck your ass instead?” he whispered.

“Yes, yes, whatever you want,” I stammered, my mind clouded with desire.

Aiden leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear.

“I love seeing you like this, desperate and needy.”

“Please,” I whimpered. “Don’t tease me.”

He smirked, his eyes dark with lust.

“Oh, but I love teasing you. It makes it all the more satisfying.”

His fingers worked faster, bringing me to the edge. “You want to come, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I cried out. “Please, let me come.”

Aiden’s touch became even more relentless, his fingers moving in and out of me with expert precision. “Not yet,” he taunted. “You have to beg for it.”

“I am begging,” I said breathlessly. “Please, Aiden, let me come.”

He grinned, clearly enjoying my desperation.

“Alright, since you asked so nicely.”

With that, he pushed me over the edge, and I came hard, my body shaking with pleasure. Aiden’s name was on my lips as I rode out the waves of my orgasm.

As I caught my breath, he pulled me close, his voice softening. “You did so well, baby.”

“Thank you…” I whispered, still trembling.

“Let’s get you back out there,” he said, helping me straighten my clothes. “Before your mother sends a search party.”

I nodded, feeling exhausted and pumped at the same time.

“Okay.”

We left the restroom together, Aiden’s arm around me, ready to face the world again.