She retreated silently to the house, where she would later rejoin him. When they were inside, he showed them how to navigate the kitchen. She needed a long, cool drink because it was hot. Observing, she saw him take out two glasses, fill them with fruit juice, and then offer her one."Have you relished the opportunity to bask in the sunshine and open air?""Until the freedom to move anywhere at will is taken away, I don't think anyone truly values the choice to do so." She raised the glass and sipped the cold liquid slowly, observing his every move.On the spacious, partially covered patio, there were several chairs and two sun loungers. Anna went outside and happily settled into one of the loungers. The sun was starting to lose some of its heat, but the house shielded us from the wind well enough that sitting outside was still a delight.As David selected the adjacent lounger, he made the observation, "Your face has regained a little color." She endured his examination calmly."If I
She made the hazy decision that it was heaven, brimming with such excruciating sweetness that she felt like she was melting.For her, it wasn't enough that they kissed. A great deal more. As his tongue delicately retreated from its exquisite stroking dance with hers, she let out a small, despondent groan, as if some hidden part of her knew something she couldn't articulate.For several long seconds, when he raised his head, her huge, quite hypnotic eyes clung to his before the details of his face came into view.Anna saw a glimpse of his restrained intensity, the underlying emotion that clouded his eyes, and something else that was beyond her comprehension. She questioned her ability to speak due to her swollen lips and the extremely sensitive interior of her mouth.She had never felt so delicate or eerily exposed before. Likewise, she raised her left hand to steady herself, but her left wrist sank t
She protested, "It will make me sleepy," as he held up the wine glass to her lips. Putting her lips to the edge where he had been only seconds before seemed very personal. She savored a small amount of the superb Chardonnay, allowing it wine to slide down her throat gently, before washing it down with multiple long sips of icy water.Asking, "Would that be so terrible?"Her eyes widened slightly as she detected a hint of humor in his voice. It would be incredibly satisfying to touch him, run my fingers down his square jaw, and feel the vertical line that cuts across his cheeks. She yearned to, intensely.She wanted his touch nearly as much as she desired the sensation of his lips on hers and his hand molding her bust. An ardent prelude leading into an anthem. With the exception that she doubted her readiness for the series finale.Such irrational ideas posed an enormous threat to her mental stability
She entered the bedroom just as David was tucking a shirt into his pants, and she deliberately avoided looking at him as she made her way to the roomy wardrobe to find an appropriate outfit.As she removed the garments from their racks, she made up her mind to wear black silk culottes, slim-heeled black sandals, and a lengthy white sleeveless button-through silk blouse. This set was perfect for any occasion because it was both practical and stylish.After slipping into the culottes, Anna adjusted them to her waist and, with David by her side, reached for the top.“Is there no bra to fasten?” He asked silkily.“No, no need, the blouse is nicely fitted already.” Her explanation was focused on the top being entirely lined, as she proceeded to close the buttons. His dark, unsettling stare met hers as she raised her head. Starting at her belly button, a whirlwind of sensations spread outward, enveloping her in an irresistible embrace of sensuality. Suppressing her excitement, she kept her
“You despise the way I touch you?”Wow, way to go Anna. She whispered a denial. “I’m still not prepared to sleep with you.”“We already have a sleeping arrangement.”A chill ran down her spine as a result of how dangerously silent his voice was.Her cheeks were stained with dull pink. He was completely cognizant of the chaos he was wreaking, and she despised him for his calculated attack on her conflicted feelings."You are aware that my intention was different."He twisted her head so that she couldn't help but stare at him as he gripped her chin with his thumb and forefinger.The knot that had suddenly formed in her throat made it impossible for her to swallow, and she was unable to utter a word. As she beheld his head stoop, her eyes widened uncontrollably. She froze as he leaned his mouth to meet hers in a
As she reached stratospheric heights, she quietly confessed that it was brazen. Despicable as sin. Passionately, destructively, and hopelessly sensual. She wished it would go on forever, but the intense sensation spiral made her doubt her ability to control herself for much longer.A deep, numbing oral reenactment of the sexual act, it was the most intimate kiss ever. A sensual present so beautiful and generous that it made her want to cry with happiness.His bead slowly moved, and he started kissing her passionately all over her body, from her stomach to the delicate area under her breasts, and finally, he nailed one sensitized peak.He then tilted his head back to stare down at her, observing her pale face, her parted lips, and the pinkish-blue hues that adorned her eyes.As she cautiously reached out to touch his chest, Anna traced his shoulder, softly caressed his muscular rib cage, and then, unc
A gentle ocean wind brushed over Anna's skin and tangled her hair as she relaxed on the tranquil beach.The sea was a rich blue color, and although it was flat out at a distance, it crested as it got closer to the coast, creating a foamy mess on the compacted beach.She was enchanted by an eerie sense of uncertainty... with a hint of sadness. Here, she felt secure and safe.The previous 10 days had been picture-perfect: spent leisurely in the sunshine with easy company, spent long evenings under the moonlight, and loved tenderly.They were scheduled to go back to Los Angeles tomorrow. Her physiotherapy sessions were scheduled to start next week, and she also had appointments with the neurologist and obstetrician. Little time passed before David would hop in his car and head into the city, where he would spend the better part of each day in his office atop one of the many stunning inner-city modern structures in Los Angeles.It reminded her that she was in the same building as well. It
She tried to refocus them and block out that terrifying vision, but Anna felt like her eyes were much too big for her face. "Are you in pain?" Then she heard David's voice—deep, dark, and throbbing—and saw his anxious face—every line etched with worry. His eyes nearly black as he tried to see through the mask she had worn. “Anna.” She blinked once or twice before she was brought back to the present as his fingers delicately touched both cheeks. "I'm—fine," she stammered, her voice barely audible due to her shaking lips. She looked directly into his intense eyes and forced herself to swallow the quick knot that appeared in her throat. With trembling hands, she reassured him, "Really," fending off the inquisitive gaze that seemed to attack her very being. “You were aware of the incident.” Instead of a question, it was a statement. “Every cent?” For some reason, her lips felt unusually parched, so she stuck out her tongue to dab them. “All I can see is a whirlwind of blue speedin