Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
The space was calming.
Like a comforting hug.
And the soft rustle of the curtains in the breeze served as the only sound.
So peaceful.
So perfect.
Lei guided me further into the room and I believed that his demeanor was softening. That deep frown disappeared from his face. He turned to me. “This is our sanctuary for today.”
“Is it?”
“It is. We can escape it all. . .at least for a few hours.”
“It’s absolutely perfect.”
He pulled me into an embrace and any tension that I’d had in my body melted away.
In this heavenly space, all the worries and deceit were distant.
Insignificant.
The only thing that mattered was us, here and now.
Lei slipped his strong hand to the back of my head and placed his other arm firm around my waist, holding me against him as if I were the most precious treasure in the world.
Our bodies molded together in divine intimacy, blurring the lines where my body ended and his began.
He leaned in close, placing his mouth barely an inch from mine.
My body hummed with need.
As he studied me so close, his warm breath brushed against my skin. Then, slowly, he pressed his lips to mine, shifting us into a pleasureful kiss that wasn’t rushed or frenzied. It was a tender journey that spoke of all the pent-up longing and raw desire he’d been holding on to today.
Our wet tongues danced together.
I could taste the sweetness of honey and feel the warmth of lavender from his lips.
Fire ignited within me and I never wanted it to be extinguished.
I moaned against his mouth, sucking on his tongue, needing to taste more.
Never stopping the kiss, he slipped his hands up to my cheeks and traced circles over my skin with his thumbs in a rhythm that matched our hungry kissing.
The intimacy was intoxicating.
Potent.
My senses spiraled out of control.
My pussy moistened.
And right when I was about to plead with him to fuck me, he broke away and rested his forehead against mine.
I had to catch my breath.
At least he was panting, telling me that he was just as affected as I was.
A seductive growl left him. “Will there ever be a moment in my life, when I will stop wanting you?”
“I hope not.”
Sighing, he lifted his head and brushed his lips against the crown of my head. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I tilted my head upwards, finding his gaze locked onto mine.
“Even when we get old, I know I’ll still want you just as much as I do now. No. . .I’ll probably want you even more.”
God, I hope so.
He traced the outline of my face. “I can see you with silvery gray hair framing your face, making you look regal.”
“Regal?”
“Yes.” He drew a line under my eye. “Even if you had wrinkles, they would just be soft strands of memories. Wisdom. Laughter. You’ll be stunning regardless.”
I took him in and imagined his long hair decorated in gray. “When you’re older, you’ll look more distinguished, even more powerful.”
“Then, you’ll also love me when I’m old and gray?”
“Definitely.”
“Then, we’ll grow old together and I’ll cherish every day we have together.” He kissed me again, slower this time.
Like it was a promise sealed between us.
And all I could think about was that this was the first man that I’d ever considered growing old with. My past lovers didn’t discuss things like that. We only focused on the present moment.
But with Lei. . .he was always thinking about our future. . .and damn if I didn’t love it.
In fact. . .I absolutely needed it.
He pulled back again. “So. . .”
I swallowed. “Yes?”
“What was that about your making my breath smell like pussy?”
I laughed.
“By the way. . .” He licked his lips. “I’m not sharing you with the East.”
I stopped laughing and smiled. “Who said you would ever have to share me with anyone?”
A smirk spread across his face. “Is that right?”
“Yes. I’m yours. . .as long as you behave.”
“And if I’m naughty, will you punish me?”
“I’ll put you on timeout.”
“I would rather you sit on my face.”
“If that was your punishment, then you would be naughty all the time.”
“But I wouldn’t be hungry.”
“You can’t survive solely on my pussy.”
“I damn sure would like to try.” His gaze shifted, holding an intensity, a yearning that made my heartbeat stumble in its rhythm. There was no hiding from it—no pretending anymore. . .I was becoming utterly in love and obsessed with him.
And it wasn’t just that he was fine as fuck, but his love. . .so tender. . .so authentically pure. . .it had my heart, my soul spinning.
Damn. He’s got me so fucked up. If anything ever happened to us, I would never be the same.
Worry hit me. “Lei. . .”
“Yes, Moni?”
“Do you really think that you’re pussy whipped?”
“I don’t think it. I know it.”
I smirked. “Well. . .”
He quirked his brows.
“I think that I might be dick-whipped.”