The Ecstacy

Third Person's Pov

He kissed her hard. Punishing. He wanted to punish her for being so wickedly sexy without her even knowing it. She is like a seductress masked with a convincing mask of innocence. Very convincing. But he is sure she doesn't know anything about her true effect on him at what she was doing right now.

He felt like his demons are trying to break loose, and his willpower to wait for the right time was wearing off as seduction dances around him. Teasing. Enticing him to indulge. As if a demon inside him whispers, "She asked for it, go on. You will be a bad husband if you turn her down." While his sanity is boosting his determination saying, "She doesn't know what she is asking for, you waited for a long time, why not wait a little bit more, she will hate you if she becomes too bruised to even walk down the aisle!" He pulled her up to sit on his lap and hold her tight. He needed to restrain his hands from roaming and rubbing her legs and feet. He clasped both his hands wi