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urgency. I started to make my way to the pool area, but couldn’t see him.
Instantly, out of nowhere, he started gliding from the darkened corner on the left-side of the pool.
My eyes rounded, in admiration.
My, God! I’m going to have a heart-attack.
Gaping at his m uscled pecs and six-pack abs, his wet hair swept back, I felt a jolt of instantaneous lust.
I swallowed hard.
He was breathtaking .
Wow. I’ve never seen his chest before. NOW, I really think he was made perfect!
Rooted to where I was standing, heart beating erratically and barely just—breathing, I was mesmerized by his sheer beauty—I barely forgot to take note that I was almost as naked as he was.
“Care to join ?” glancing at me, with that same look as at the massage table.
He look ed like he was ready to pounce. Still and waiting…
That look was full of yearning… and pure blatant lust.
My stomach flipped-flopped.
Standing there virtually naked, I was staggered, astonished.
B eing in this room with him , the air—the smell of heady perfumed roses—the darkened setting of candles, making the room glow—I suddenly felt like I was there purposely to do his bidding!
Enraptured and enthralled, I slowly walked to the pool—joining my god-like mortal of a man, without breaking eye contact.
I was in a dreamlike state.
I went in the pool scattered with rose petals. The water gently rippled as I went deeper in, but I stopped when the water barely hit the tips of my hair.
Standing on the very last step of the pool, I looked over to where he stood, unmoving like a statue—but his electric midnight eyes, roved all over my body, branding me.
I gasped from the burning, ardent-filled scrutiny from his roaming eyes.
He moved towards me. His tanned, rippling body glistened with water. My eyes examined his abs, slowly making my way to his hardened chest, his broad shoulders, his neck, his enticing lips, until my eyes stopped at his burning, silver-rimmed midnight blue eyes.
The air was charg ed, electric and perfervid.
Looking up to his face, I was stunned , frozen. He was so tall and all-male.
I gasped as h e traced his thumb over my bottom lip, his eyes darkened.
“Y ou look like a goddess—exquisite and beautiful,” he rasped as the back of his finger gently stroked my neck and collarbone with utter concentration. I shuddered from his delicate touch.
“ You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you , my sweet, Sienna. I’ve always wanted you—from the moment our eyes met. I wanted you, badly —but you were with someone else. I’ve been patient—biding time—until you were free. And so here we are.”
I drew breath and slightly wetted my dry lips. He’s always wanted me? Whaaaat?! This is insane! How the heck did I not see this?
Being with Blake would be passionate— thrilling and tumultuous.
D id I have the capacity to go through a circus ring? I wanted him, no doubt. My mind boggled; I couldn’t think straight. As much as I was attracted to Blake, I didn’t know if I was ready, just yet . He was too intense, too commanding, too everything. But at the same time, I was hypnotized and my mind was beyond puzzled. It really was disconcerting.
“Blake—I,” I looked at him with beseeching eyes. Licking my dry lips, “I don’t think I’m ready for this—I mean—I’m attracted to you, but this is too sudden—you must see—understand —that I need time,” searching his eyes as he studied mine—waiting for him to answer me.
After what felt like forever, I saw him nod his head. “Alright, my lovely Sienna. I’ve waited for eight months; I can wait a little more. I’ll wait until you are ready. But I want to make something clear, I don’t just want you for your body… when you’re mine, I want your all. Your body, your soul, your mind. I will consume you—I’ll be your world and in return, I’ll worship the ground you walk on and make you a very happy woman,” he spoke with a strong, decisive and
Instantly, out of nowhere, he started gliding from the darkened corner on the left-side of the pool.
My eyes rounded, in admiration.
My, God! I’m going to have a heart-attack.
Gaping at his m uscled pecs and six-pack abs, his wet hair swept back, I felt a jolt of instantaneous lust.
I swallowed hard.
He was breathtaking .
Wow. I’ve never seen his chest before. NOW, I really think he was made perfect!
Rooted to where I was standing, heart beating erratically and barely just—breathing, I was mesmerized by his sheer beauty—I barely forgot to take note that I was almost as naked as he was.
“Care to join ?” glancing at me, with that same look as at the massage table.
He look ed like he was ready to pounce. Still and waiting…
That look was full of yearning… and pure blatant lust.
My stomach flipped-flopped.
Standing there virtually naked, I was staggered, astonished.
B eing in this room with him , the air—the smell of heady perfumed roses—the darkened setting of candles, making the room glow—I suddenly felt like I was there purposely to do his bidding!
Enraptured and enthralled, I slowly walked to the pool—joining my god-like mortal of a man, without breaking eye contact.
I was in a dreamlike state.
I went in the pool scattered with rose petals. The water gently rippled as I went deeper in, but I stopped when the water barely hit the tips of my hair.
Standing on the very last step of the pool, I looked over to where he stood, unmoving like a statue—but his electric midnight eyes, roved all over my body, branding me.
I gasped from the burning, ardent-filled scrutiny from his roaming eyes.
He moved towards me. His tanned, rippling body glistened with water. My eyes examined his abs, slowly making my way to his hardened chest, his broad shoulders, his neck, his enticing lips, until my eyes stopped at his burning, silver-rimmed midnight blue eyes.
The air was charg ed, electric and perfervid.
Looking up to his face, I was stunned , frozen. He was so tall and all-male.
I gasped as h e traced his thumb over my bottom lip, his eyes darkened.
“Y ou look like a goddess—exquisite and beautiful,” he rasped as the back of his finger gently stroked my neck and collarbone with utter concentration. I shuddered from his delicate touch.
“ You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you , my sweet, Sienna. I’ve always wanted you—from the moment our eyes met. I wanted you, badly —but you were with someone else. I’ve been patient—biding time—until you were free. And so here we are.”
I drew breath and slightly wetted my dry lips. He’s always wanted me? Whaaaat?! This is insane! How the heck did I not see this?
Being with Blake would be passionate— thrilling and tumultuous.
D id I have the capacity to go through a circus ring? I wanted him, no doubt. My mind boggled; I couldn’t think straight. As much as I was attracted to Blake, I didn’t know if I was ready, just yet . He was too intense, too commanding, too everything. But at the same time, I was hypnotized and my mind was beyond puzzled. It really was disconcerting.
“Blake—I,” I looked at him with beseeching eyes. Licking my dry lips, “I don’t think I’m ready for this—I mean—I’m attracted to you, but this is too sudden—you must see—understand —that I need time,” searching his eyes as he studied mine—waiting for him to answer me.
After what felt like forever, I saw him nod his head. “Alright, my lovely Sienna. I’ve waited for eight months; I can wait a little more. I’ll wait until you are ready. But I want to make something clear, I don’t just want you for your body… when you’re mine, I want your all. Your body, your soul, your mind. I will consume you—I’ll be your world and in return, I’ll worship the ground you walk on and make you a very happy woman,” he spoke with a strong, decisive and
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