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There’s no note on this one and I slide the leather box out of the cardboard, flipping it open.
My heart skips a beat when my eyes land on the gorgeous necklace, my heart pounding as I admire the long glittering gold chain as I raise the little book that hangs off the chain. The front page is set with several little gems in deep red and
Oblue. His favourite colours
I flip it open and read the tiny writing…
First, there was me.
Beneath it is a tiny motorbike.
Then there was you.
There’s a medical first aid box engraved under it.
I can’t help but smile at that. He’s so damn adorable.
Now it’s Us..
My eyes glitter with tears at the two gems that form a heart. Half red, half blue.
I turn the page and hold back a little sob as I stare at the words.
Will you promise me forever?
I close the little book holding the necklace to my chest.
Fuck, this man is perfect.
I fan my face, trying not to ugly cry as I look at the book once more, brushing my fingers down the final page.
I’ll always promise you forever.
ZADE.
The shower water pours down over my head, and I can’t get the image of her in just that towel when she entered the bedroom out of my head. She had given me a smile. Her cheeks flushed as she wandered over to the closet.
I wash out the remnants of shampoo from my hair, watching the water run clear before I switch the shower off and grab a towel. Time is going way too fucking slow…
Walking over to the mirror and wiping the steam away, I stare at my reflection. Auburn hair that looks almost black when it’s wet, two mix-matched eyes, a strong straight nose, a couple of light scars, and a body that has been trained since the beginning…
I towel dry my hair, shaking it before I wrap it around my waist. I could hear her walking around before, but now I can’t, but what I can hear is her thundering heart.
Oh, little mate… I can’t wait to destroy you until all you remember is how to scream in fucking pleasure…
Pushing open the bathroom door, I head to the bedroom; the door is shut, and I can see the flickering light from beneath it, seeping through the crack at thebottom.
Candles?
I push open the door. I notice the candles that are scattered around, but I don’t spare them a second glance, my attention going to the woman who sits in the centre of the bed. Her sexy slender legs tucked under her, one hand resting on the bed, her pale ivory satin gown falling off her shoulders and she’s wearing almost fucking nothing.
Blood rushes to my cock and I lick my lips as I drink up how fucking hot she looks. She’s wearing a risqu? tiny deep red lacy bra, high-sitting matchingpanties and a garter belt.
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Her nails match the deep red and when she looks up at me through those seductive dark lashes, she’s wearing the same deep lipstick shade as her sexy lingerie.
Our eyes meet, and she holds her hand out to me. I shut the door behind me, turning the key in the lock before I walk over to the bed, spotting the glittering chain in her hand.
“Will you put it on me?”
she asks, her eyes are filled with emotions. I give her a small nod, taking the delicate necklace from her hand, the contact making tingles course through me.
“Do you like it?”
I ask as I unhook the clasp.
She gets up on her knees, her hands running up my waist and chest, igniting a trail of heat in her wake.
“I love it…”
she whispers as she removes her hands from my shoulders and turns.
“Fuck, baby girl…”
I murmur hoarsely, staring at her ass that swallows up that thong too fucking perfectly.
The urge to bend her over right then almost takes over and if it wasn’t for her soft tempting laugh and her whispered reminder of what I’m meant to be doing, I might just have done that.
“The necklace, My Sexy Stallion.”
She lifts her hair from the back, allowing me better access to see what I’m doing. I drag my gaze away from her ass, and I place the necklace around her neck, my gaze dipping to her breasts as I look down at her from over her shoulder.
I can feel the heat of our bodies between us, as I slowly close the clasp and reach around, tugging the gold chain down, the glittering charm resting just above her breasts.
She lets go of her hair, turning her head and looking at me.”Oh, and… I’ll always promise you forever,”
she whispers.
My heart thuds, racing at the answer to the words I had penned. I swallow hard, wrapping my hand around her slender throat as I kiss her lips passionately, no longer able to hold back the emotions that surge through me, lighting ablaze the blood within me with a hunger that only she can satiate.
I run my other hand up her stomach, squeezing and fondling her breasts as I continue to kiss her. She whimpers in response, the intoxicating scent of her arousal wafting into my nose like a pill of ecstasy.
My eyes flash, my hand tightening around her throat as I squeeze her firm, round breasts roughly, making her gasp. She reaches up and tangles her hand in my hair, caressing the back of my neck, her tongue mingling with mine.
I run my hand down her stomach, relishing in the feel of her taut stomach under my fingertips before I reach the lace of her panties.
“Fuck…”
she moans, sucking her stomach in as I travel down over her panties. She rests her head back against my chest, whimpering when my fingers graze the bare skin on the sides of the flimsy fabric.
My cock strains against the towel, pressing myself against her as I massage her pussy. She gasps, her back arching and I nibble her ear sensually, brushing aside the fabric that is deliciously wet and running my fingers along her soaking core.
“Oh, fuck Zade!”
she gasps the moment I find her clit.
Pleasure courses through her, and I can feel her excitement, desire, and passion through the bond. I can feel the satisfaction she receives when I plunge my fingers into her pussy.
She whimpers as her slick sides squeeze around my fingers.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, baby girl,”
I murmur, running my tongue down her neck.
A salacious moan falls from her lips, her hand reaching behind her as she tugs my towel off her hand, cupping my balls.
Fuck girl.
I yank her against me, slamming my fingers into her fast, rubbing my thumb against her clit. Pleasure clouds my brain, every sound from her lips consuming me. Her delicate hand is wrapped around my cock as she strokes it, making me throb hard, the pressure building.
“That’s it…. right there baby,”
she moans, rolling her hips. Her hand stops moving on my cock, her moans and sighs of pleasure getting stronger, before her walls clamp around me and, to my fucking satisfaction, she squirts all over my fingers.
I let go of her neck, ripping off her bra as I grab her breast. She places one hand over mine, looking down as she moans her enjoyment, her orgasm rippingthrough her…
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ZADE.
“Look at that… you’re so fucking perfect, baby girl,”
I murmur huskily.
“Fuck, oh fuck that’s it… mm… Ah!”
A delicious soft scream of pure ecstasy escapes her, her entire body tensing as I keep finger fucking her until her trembling body relaxes, and she rides out her orgasm.
I slip my hand out and, turning her, push her onto her back onto the bed and as much as I want to taste her from my fingers; I want to taste her from the source. Her eyes rake over me as I straddle her, slipping my fingers into her mouth.
“Tell me… do you taste good?”
I whisper as she wraps her mouth around my fingers, sucking them, fuck she looks so fucking hot.
“Why not have a taste for yourself?”
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