It also reminds me how fleeting humans’ lives are compared to ours. As my gaze briefly connects with Chaldis’ before his focus returns to Corbin, I’m certain he’s thinking the same thing. How fragile are our sweet humans, and how blessed we are to love them.
To be lovedbythem.
We don’t have a very long layover here, but I’m not about to waste a chance to make love to Eilidh right now. Especially since the sun will catch up with us during our flight to Wales. I coax her into the shower with me, where I pin her against the wall and kiss her.
“You’ll need to decide where we’re going on vacation after we finish this task. Anywhere in the world, love. Your choice.”
“Scotland,” she softly says. “I want to see your estate there.”
I didn’t think I could love this woman any more than I already do. “And after that?”
She smiles. “Where do you want to go?”
“Anywhere you are. I’ve seen the world. Literally.”
She wraps her arms around me. “Maybe we can talk to Amber and see if she can give us an idea where my father is, and we can work on that mystery next?”
Ah. There is that matter. “Of course we can, love. Wewill.”
She smiles, and all is right with my world, for now. I slant my lips over hers again. There’s the urge to slide inside her and slowly stroke, but once I do that, I know I’ll spill too quickly, and I want this to last.
I want to give my girl every reason to want to stay with me.
Dropping to my knees in front of her, I nudge her thighs apart, draping one of her legs over my shoulder for better access. Licking her sweet pussy fills my mouth with her taste and hardens me even more.
The things this woman does to me. I haven’t felt like this in…
Too long.
Gently pushing aside old memories, I anchor myself here, now, to her. To my sweet girl, my beautiful enigma. I understand why Lucius fell for Selene, even knowing she was trying to kill him, even understanding there was a trap.
I understand.
I don’t care why my radiant little sun was brought into my life and placed in my path. Now that she’s here, I will not let her escape me.
The sweet, needy sounds she makes as I swirl my tongue around her swollen nub help drive away my inner darkness, leaving nothing but clarity and intense purpose in its wake. Please my girl, keep her happy, keep her safe, solve all her problems.
She joked that Chaldis’ love language is cooking. I suppose mine is fixing her world and making it perfect so she has no worries.
Only then am I happy, seeingherhappy.
I lick from her clit to her ass and back again, every deep, eager moan rolling from her fueling my own desire. I get her over the first time and, when she tries to push my mouth away, I capture her wrists in one hand and slide two fingers inside her with the other, forcing her over the edge again and again.
Maybe my cunning, evil plan is to keep her so well-fucked and satisfied that she can barely walk.
#relationshipgoals
I lose track of time, and of how many times she’s come, and only relent once her knees are trembling and I know she’s nearly at the limit of her endurance. Then I stand, rinse and dry us both, and carry her into the bedroom.
No spanking right now. Plenty of time for more of those.
For now, I want to stare down into her beautiful violet eyes, smile over her sweetly glazed expression as I pin her wrists over her head and slowly fuck her.
“Think I can coax one more out of you, love?”
It’s adorable when she bites down on her lower lip, and I dip my mouth and lick it, too. “I don’t know, Sir.”
“That’s not a no, girl.” I smile. “I’m an overachiever.”
