Chapter 3

I slide down into the water, letting it block out the sounds around me.I wish the tub would expand so I could go swimming, like I used to on hot summer Sundays in the woods with my father. Those days were a special treat.

Cold water seeps into my side and structured curves, stealing the heat from my soles just as fast as the wind steals from my face. My face is soaked, the drops coming together to run into my eyes and drip from my chin. My heat has run to my core to shelter and hoard the warmth that remains. For this long road, in this wintry storm, the frigid downpour and the icy puddles are my nemesis.

I wanted the water pouring from the shower to wash away those thoughts, and clean my mind.

My eyes shut and cleared up my head, almost falling asleep.

I could feel a light trace on my skin,I knew that scent,I wanted to resist but my body knew what it wanted, my eyes slowly opened to behold his presence.

There is something in his eyes so disarming about seeing my nakedness,I stood up to meet him.

There's a vulnerability in my eyes, he can't resist. His eyes travel from my face to my collar bone, delicate in the semi-darkness, then to my breasts. Without lingerie they sit lower, more natural, less close together, each so perfect and moulded to my form. He didn't linger too long, just enough for me to see how beautiful I was to him.

It's his eyes I want to see and my hands can tell me the rest.

There is nothing more bewitching than Ethan's naked form. Even in clothing,I know how many women wanted him.

If only they knew what they're missing and I'm glad. The world can keep its supermodels, anorexic looking as they are. Ethan is soft and so warm, so responsive to my touch. 

As soon as his hands reach my hard nipples,my kisses change, deeper, more sensual. I can't imagine anyone who can respond like that.

Everything about him is natural and I love it. I love him too, everything that he is. I don't need eye candy to make the girls jealous, I need a soulmate to keep me warm at night and that he will always be.

Lifting me off,out of the tub,he carried me like a baby,and laid me upon the king size bed we both shared.

He knelt right in front of me,like he wanted to apologise for what happened earlier,he reached for my legs and parted them wide open for him to see my juice pour out, I was so horny.

I felt a little shy,but before I could hold on to that,his face was buried inside me,his tongue speaking a language my pussy was very interested in, my eyes went totally shut,arching my back and throwing my head back. 

"Ahhh..." The soft moan escaped from my lips,I was entering into different palaces,and every palace had a beautiful gift for me.

This torture continued,until I was shaking uncontrollable, I climaxed, I watched him look at me with satisfaction playing on his face, I bite my lips.

But this wasn't over,he kept massaging my clitoris , sending sweet waves and rebuilding what I thought I just lost.

Was this a way of saying sorry,if it is , apologies accepted, besides I couldn't stay angry at him.

In that split second before his touch every nerve in my body and brain is electrified. It's the anticipation of being together in a way that's more than words, in a way that's so completely tangible.

I turned him over, I was on top this time, I wanted to return the favor.

"This time I'm in control,so you be a good boy and don't move your hands. I'm gonna drive you crazy, then stop, then do it all over again until you beg me to finish this. Even then, I won't. I'm just gonna do every naughty thing to you until your mind and body explode" I said right there on top of him.

I began to move slowly and gently, I wanted to torture him like he has been doing a lot of stuff to me,I was intoxicated by him.

"You are my drug," his husky and thick lust voice said,One touch and his intoxication was instant.

" Whatever you want to do is what we'll do and there isn't a thing I can do to stop you,not that I'd want to." I knew how to make him feel good.

I rode on top of him from slow to fast causing the pleasure to rise between us.I heard him call out my name many times and murmured words I didn't care to catch the meaning.

His hands holding firmly to my waist, to guide his dick deep down inside my pussy, he helped me out, he began to fasten his thrust into me and before I could take control he had lost his.

I could feel his reach,I was at my peak too, our loud moaning made beautiful music and our clapping skin move into rhythm.

"Fuck...fuck ..." I let out, the pleasure was unbearable, he cupped my breast.

"Yes...yes" he let out as his thrusting got even faster and his grip grew stronger. 

"Yes......" I could feel his seed right inside me, I collapsed on to him,my hair covering his face, his dick still inside me, I was still moving in slow motion to contain the remaining spark of pleasure.

I stayed in that position for as long as I can't even remember, before dropping to the side of him.

"Am sorry about earlier on" I heard him whisper into my ears,but my eyes were already finding their resting place.

I turned to face him,his eyes are like two rare gems,each time more beautiful with every glance.

His fingers lining my back and shoulders,his touch is like soothing notes,making me feel like a ballerina in every dance.

Being with him is like a princess story,charming, elegant and full of romance.

I dozed out...

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