So please don't stop, oh please don't stop.
My body starts to tighten anew.
But because I know what it means time---
My hands curve over the muscular slope of his shoulders, and when my dazed eyes seek his---
"Calixte..."
His name slips past my lips for the first time, and that's all it takes for my husband to sweep me off a cliff of ecstasy.
"Eden..."
He groans as he comes, and I'm coming with him, my legs wrapping around his waist as pleasure floods out of me.
I can't remember how long it lasts.
But what I'll never remember is how it felt, surrendering to him---
Oh, Calixte.
And it was beautiful.
(Addictively so.)
And surprisingly safe.
(It was like being home.)
But most of all...
(Even when I don't deserve this)
It felt so, so right.
And that's why...
I can't remember feeling this terrified.
(Please take away my fear, God.)
Because this right here---
It's just too good to be true.
Choices
"Why did you choose to do this?"
He looked at her quizzically. "Pleasure you in my office?"
She blushed, and he smirked. She rolled her eyes, and his heart slammed against his chest.
Because this right here...
Her ability to react and interact with him naturally and without fear---
It was the thing Calixte had desired the most when he married her. But unlike all the things he had wanted and worked his ass off to possess---she was the one thing he had known no skills of his could help him with.