Chapter 301: Royal Girl Wants To Come Over

There was a quiet intensity in her gaze. After what had happened between us, especially that heated incident in the principal’s office, Aria had completely fallen for me.

She couldn’t imagine being with anyone else now. The spark that started when I took her virginity had grown into something deeper, something that made her willing to defy tradition and family expectations.

Aria came from a royal family. If they were throwing a grand banquet, that meant powerful and wealthy people from all over the country would be attending, politicians, businessmen, other royal families. It wasn’t just a party. It was a high-society event where appearances mattered.

She leaned a little closer, her voice dropping to a whisper only I could hear.

“I know it’s complicated… but I want you there with me. Not as a secret. As my date.” Her eyes searched mine, vulnerable yet hopeful. “Please, Alex.”

“Yeah, I’ll be there, Aria. Just for you,” I said, placing my hand over hers on my thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Thank you, Alex,” she whispered, relief and happiness lighting up her face. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek softly, a sweet, lingering kiss that carried more emotion than it should have in the middle of class.

“But when is it?” I asked.

“It’s tomorrow night,” she replied.

Michael, sitting a few desks ahead, turned around and noticed how cozy we were. He punched the air dramatically and gave me a knowing grin, then tapped his watch impatiently, reminding me we had somewhere to be.

I just waved Michael off lazily, not bothering to hide how little I cared about being on time right now. My full attention stayed on Aria.

She really was beautiful. Every guy and girl in the class kept stealing glances at us, their eyes filled with obvious envy.

Aria had that rare, effortless kind of beauty that turned heads without her even trying. The way she sat so close to me, her arm lightly brushing mine, made the whole classroom feel smaller.

“So, what did you do this weekend?” she asked, her voice soft and curious.

“I went to a beach,” I said.

“Really?” She gave me a playful pout, her eyes sparkling. “You should have called me. I would’ve loved to come.” Then her expression brightened as she pulled out her phone. “Oh, by the way, we still haven’t exchanged numbers.”

She held her phone up with a bright, hopeful smile. We tapped our phones together and quickly shared contacts.

“I would have invited you,” I told her, “but it was a trip for just the people living in my building.”

“You live with your parents?” she asked, tilting her head curiously.

“No, I live alone,” I replied, remembering how my parents had kicked me out. At the time it had hurt, but now it felt like a blessing in disguise, it had given me the freedom to live exactly the way I wanted.

If I hadn’t moved into the apartment building I live in, I never would have met these incredible MILFs — Tiffany, Autumn, and Lily. I was living in my own personal paradise surrounded by beautiful, experienced, and very eager women, and I loved every second of it.

“You’re going to invite me over one of these days, aren’t you?” Aria murmured, her eyes shimmering with playful intent.

“You wouldn’t like it,” I said with a smile. “You live in a mansion, after all.”

She punched my chest lightly, a cute pout forming on her lips. “It’s not like that, Alex. Really, I would love to come over.”

She took my hand in hers, interlacing our fingers. Her touch was warm and gentle, but there was a quiet possessiveness in the way she held on.

“I would invite you,” I said sincerely.

“And tomorrow, you’re invited to my place. Don’t forget,” she reminded me, squeezing my hand.

“I know you wouldn’t let me forget,” I replied with a grin.

We sat there smiling and talking quietly, completely lost in each other. The male teacher walked into the class and started lecturing, but neither of us paid any attention. The world outside our little bubble at the back of the classroom faded away.

All that mattered in that moment was the spark between us.

Aria’s thumb gently stroked the back of my hand as we whispered and laughed softly. Every now and then she would lean a little closer, her shoulder brushing mine, her perfume faintly reaching me. The rest of the class might as well have been invisible.

“You two have something to share with the class?” the male teacher called out sharply when he noticed us giggling softly at something.

“No, sir,” Aria replied quickly, both of us lowering our heads with small, guilty smiles.

The moment the teacher turned back to the board, Aria’s hand slowly slid higher up my thigh. She felt the growing bulge in my pants and paused, her fingers pressing lightly against it. We both looked at each other, eyes locking in silent understanding.

She remembered the first time she had touched me, the way her hand had trembled with nervousness and excitement.

We couldn’t speak now. The teacher had already given us a warning. So instead, Aria moved her fingers upward and tugged gently at the waistband of my pants, her eyes giving me a clear, mischievous command to lower them.

I unbuttoned my pants and slowly pushed them down just enough. My cock sprang free, bouncing heavily between us. It was clean and still slightly flushed from the shower earlier.

Aria glanced around quickly to make sure no one was looking, then softly wrapped her delicate fingers around my thick girth. Her touch was warm and gentle, but there was a hungry confidence in the way she held me now, so different from that first shy touch days ago.

She gave me one slow, teasing stroke, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head as she bit her lower lip, trying to keep her breathing steady.

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