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Timeless.

And all consuming.

The gentleness he displayed was heartfelt, crushing in a way I couldn’t fully understand. I was lost in the sense of him, worried for him and wanting nothing more than for the evil that had us wrapped in a thick cloak to go away. He held me close, stroking my arm with slow and steady brushes of his fingertips.

He could be so gentle when he wanted to be, huge hands that could easily crush a man finding reverence when he touched me. Yet as always, the kiss exploded into being much more, adding to the wave of longing that would soon be impossible to resist.

I was horny. There was no other word for it. Along with wanting his skin pressed against mine, I needed his cock filling me.

The sweet reverence was amazing and as he danced his tongue with mine, specks of stars floated in front of my eyes.

I was the one to push away, gasping for breath as soon as I did.

When I shifted purposely back and forth, I was rewarded with a deep, lazy growl. “It would seem my baby is famished.” He switched his attention to my breasts, cupping and squeezing both while he flicked his eyes in my direction.

“You kept me waiting too long.”

“What is the expression? Ah, yes. Good things come to those who wait.”

“But I’m even more impatient than you are.” I palmed his chest, using the hold to scoot backwards and immediately fumbling with his belt buckle.

“That is a fact.” He pinched both nipples until I threw my head back, whimpering in both delight and pain.

Even as I struggled to free his shaft, he pulled me even closer so he could suck one aching bud then the other. However, as soon as I had my hand wrapped around his cock, he bit my tender tissue.

There was such a feeling of euphoria that I momentarily lost my way. The sensations were electrifying, so much so I stopped breathing for a few seconds as my pulse raced.

Every dazzling vibration sweeping through my body was electrified. I finally found my way again, rolling my hand around his dick and squeezing.

He chuckled in response and rubbed his lips to my other breast, flicking his tongue across my taut nipple. He certainly knew exactly how to tease me to the point of madness. Which was his entire goal. If I’d thought I was going to seduce him, he was merely telling me without the use of words that I was very wrong.

That didn’t keep me from attempting to drive him nearly as crazy. I rolled my fingers up his shaft, twisting my hand as I did. The ultimate in creating friction was something I knew he enjoyed and drove him to the point of losing control.

On this night, I didn’t care how rough the interaction or how intense the need was. I simply needed the closeness that our passion could provide. The intimacy was far about more than just sex, but I wasn’t about to lie and say the experience was highly satisfying.

I knew the moment when all the control he held so tightly became completely unraveled. Not just by the carnal look on his face, but also with the way his breathing changed. He might think of himself as invincible, capable of hiding his emotions, but not around me. I truly had him wrapped around my little finger.

All while he had my heart protected in a gilded cage.

Perhaps being his prisoner wasn’t so bad after all.

He gripped my hips, lifting me off his lap. The tip of his cock was positioned perfectly against my pussy lips and as I peered down at him, I brushed my hand down his chest.

“I love you.” I don’t know if I’d meant to say the words at that moment or if I’d simply realized that in not saying them, I risked never being able to. The thought was paralyzing if only briefly, but long enough that my breath hitched.

And he caught it.

Maxsim lifted his head and for a few precious and undeniably difficult seconds, time stopped. There was no sound, nothing else inside the room, merely shadows wrapped in shimmers of light keeping us in a protected cocoon.

“You are my forever, Isabel. My forever and always.” There was no rush in him bringing my body down, filling me with his cock. He did so in another moment of reverence, creating a telling statement about how intense his feelings were.

As his cock filled me, spreading my aching muscles, I held my breath. My eyes never leaving his. My pulse racing. My heart thudding. The moment was both freeing and exactly everything I needed.

In seeing the expression on his face, the look in his soulful eyes, I was kept on a higher plateau. The saying was so truthful. He was everything I needed and nothing that I should want.

But he was my forever as well and no matter what happened or who was trying to break us apart, that wasn’t going to happen. We wouldn’t let it.

When I was filled with his shaft, I tilted my head, smiling as a moment of sheer joy pulsed through my system. Yes, white-hot scorching heat tore through me, but this was about so much more. As if we could take on the world and win.