She lifts her eyes to mine and focuses on the connection we share."I love what I do.I'm very good at it too.I have helped a lot of people find their way to sexual satisfaction.It's gratifying, but …" She stops talking, then smiles, "don't worry.I will give up the actual hands-on operation and manage only the business side."
Her offer to sacrifice a portion of her passion isn't lost on me, and I reach for her face, "Are you sure?"
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Siri
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I laymy face against his hand, then kiss the center of his palm."I've never been more certain about anything."
His other hand finds my golden collar, and his fingertips trace it.Their heat searing into me.His lips close the distance to kiss mine and I wait for them, knowing this kiss will not be private but public ...and neither of us cares.
His voice is soft when he says so only I can hear."I've never been more certain about anything either."
Then those perfect, heart-shaped lips breathe the love of my life's breath into mine before they seal themselves to me in our forever.His gift of this intimate kiss owns me, claims me, and proclaims me, and I give myself to him willingly, obediently, and with complete abandon in the public world.
Opening my mouth to receive his tongue, he gives me one soft thrust, then waits for my submission.He is the Master of my World, and I give him what he wants.I gently but thoroughly suck his tongue, loving him as I feel my blood pumping, thumping softly against his thumb, laying lightly against my jugular.My life is complete as long as he is in it.
The realization that I would follow him to the ends of the earth, to the moon and back, or where the stars dance settles on my heart, and my wildness rests.
I'm content for the first time in my life, and I know my home is here ...in his arms wherever that may be.
When our kiss is finished, we stare into each other's eyes.I see his acknowledgment of my complete submission with the slightest of expressive movement on his face as his muscles draw tighter into a pleased, peaceful smile.My face mirrors his, then he lifts his chin slightly, and I know to bow my head to receive sanctuary in his love.He tells me as he places a sweet butterfly kiss on my brow."You are my Fucking Fantasy."
"Mmhmm.You are mine too."
He stands and holds his hand out to me."Let's dance."
I slip mine into his and give him the most beautiful smile I possess."My second favorite thing to do."
As Aurei takes me in his arms on the dance floor, the instrumental of "Heaven" plays, and he sings softly with his perfect tone and pitch in my ear so only I can hear.Our dance is nothing more than holding each other and swaying to the music, but it is so powerful.I feel as if I'm floating in the clouds of Heaven already.I lean my face against his, listening and thinking about how everything he does has meaning.Then I really think about that point and remember from the very beginning.
When he captured and held my eyes that very first time, I was so clueless, but now I know that that first day he was waiting for me to return, and when I came bouncing in with my groceries, he waited for just the right moment to set his trap.When the elevator doors closed out the rest of the world, he locked me down with his piercing gaze, grabbed hold of my heart, and captured me.
Ha!He knew exactly what he was doing!From calling me my lady to courting me with rain checks to cash in later.Everything was planned to win my heart.
Sweet Zeus!I'm wild for this man!I'm a lucky girl!
When the song ends, he kisses the top of my head and slides his hand down my arm in that sexy cinching move.I smile at the floor as he leads me back to our table, knowing he is communicating to everyone here tonight in the way he treats me.
When we arrive to our table, the dessert dishes have been cleared away, and Quintus has arrived too.As soon as we sit, he rises and comes to squat between us.He puts his hands on the back of our chairs, and we lean over to hear what he has to say."The press conference went well.Better than I expected."His smile is pure charm, and I feel the hair on my skin standing up with his electricity.His fingers absentmindedly flirt with my shoulder strap, and his eyes twinkle when they touch mine.I lean back, not wanting to be caught in his dangerous web while he and Aurei discuss the minor details of how the press reported it.Then he rises and, acknowledging my withdrawal from his charismatic aura, pulls a lock of my hair, making me frown at him before he walks over to congratulate Augustus and Oriana on their marriage.
When I turn back to Aurei, he is smiling."I trust Quintus."
"I'm not sure I do."
"He's just a rebel."
"Why am I not comforted by that?"
He chuckles, "He's in a motorcycle club."
I smirk, "Figures.He would choose to be an outlaw."
"He's a badass."Then he tells me in his straight line, not curved tone."If I'm not around, I want you to trust him.If someone comes in and says the building is on fire, but Quintus says to stay, then you are to stay.Do you understand?"
I frown at him."I don't think you know him as well as you think you do."
