“I like strange.”
“I figured that out for myself. I mean, who lives like this and breathes normal air? Seriously, Simeon, this is not normal.”
“It is to me.”
He pulls away and smiles. “So, here I am. Not exactly the dream prince rescuing the fair maiden. More like the monster won for once and dragged the princess by her hair to its lair.”
“I can live with all of this if I see the man inside the monster when the door closes.”
This time I take his hand and lace our fingers together.
“Take me back to our bedroom now, baby. I kind of want to explore that big bed of ours.”
I drop a wink and his sudden smile catches on my heart, and as we close the door softly behind us, a thrill passes through me as I contemplate plucking up the courage to explore his world a little deeper next time.
But not now. It’s too much, and all I really want is to be naked in bed with my husband, and we’ll figure out the rest of it as we go along.
We are alone at last,and as Simeon closes the bedroom door, he tears off his shirt, and his pants soon follow.
My breath hitches as he prowls toward me and eases the sweater over my head, before removing my jeans.
I shiver with lust before him, and as he leans in and kisses me softly, my entire body tingles.
The atmosphere is moody, dark, and intense, and my mind is full of images of what is happening right now below us. It’sas if we are standing on the edge of hell looking in, and yet are protected in a bubble of lust and our form of depravity.
His kisses are soft, leisurely and almost loving, with none of the usual urgency. As if we have all the time in the world. He trails a kiss down my body, firing up every sense I possess.
When he reaches my pussy, he spreads it wide, his tongue soft on my clit, causing my mind to spiral.
I love how he is on his knees before me, strong, commanding, taking what he wants, not asking, merely demonstrating his strength by falling to his knees for me.
My head throws back and I groan into the silence, my heart beating fast, earning its passage today.
Heat floods my core, demanding more, wanting more than his tongue. It’s not enough, no matter how sweet the sensation when it connects with my clit.
I am throbbing inside and out, and I’m shocked when he moves fast, sweeping me off my feet into his arms, placing me tenderly down onto the bed, moving between my thighs, his cock pressing against my throbbing pussy.
He strokes the hair away from my face and gazes into my eyes, his heavy chest pressing against mine, our sweat running together.
My hand flies to his face as I gaze earnestly into his lust-filled eyes, an unspoken connection between us as he presses in a little deeper. My breath catches as he slides home, filling me almost uncomfortably. He is buried deep inside me; there is no room between us as he scrapes against the sides of me, marking his territory. The entire time he stares into my eyes with a fierce possession that should freaking terrify me.
He is the most intense, powerful man I have ever met. Dark, dangerous, and wicked, and yet that is only part of the attraction. He hides a kindness that softens the edges, and I am consumed by passion for this man.
He moves slowly, tearing through my mind like a twisting tornado, reminding me what nature created us for. We move together, back and forth, sliding on the silk sheets as one finely tuned engine.
His chest is pressed against my breasts and his hand cups my face as he stares into my eyes. Silence prevails, and only the rustling of sheets disturbs the toxic air. It’s stifling, choked with emotion, and as the climax builds, I can’t tear my eyes away from him.
He is beautiful. An ethereal god who hides behind a wicked glare. Refusing entry into his soul, disguising his greatest assets.
His warmth, his humor, and his compassion. That is the man I believe I am fast falling in love with.
I won’t tell him. It will be my secret, and as the realization hits, so does the biggest orgasm of my life. My entire body shudders, a scream ripping from my throat, and as his loud roar shoots his release to join with mine, I have no other choice to make in my life.
It will always be him.
Our hearts beat together,pressing against our chests, desperate to connect, relying on our minds to finish the job.
His soft kiss melts my heart, and his low whisper causes my soul to soar.
