Aching

Chapter 35

Esmeralda

My eyes widened but just as I made to pull back, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up as if I weighed nothing and I was now on top of him, straddling him as he ravaged my lips as if it was his.

I refused to open my mouth, although it felt hot, so good...Brian was making me feel the very same tingling feelings I felt when I was under him on our wedding night.

Although we didn't have sex, he had played a harp out of me.

I could feel his hand, his fingers trailing up and down my back and then his hand went into my short skirt and he squeezed my cheek.

"Brian." I moaned so loud, and he used that opportunity to work his way into my mouth.

"Fuck.. you're really tempting me tesoro." He cussed in Italian and Russian before pulling me closer and kissing me again..so slow, I thought I'd die.

"Brian please.." I moaned again, gripping the back of his shirt as he stood up and flipped us on the bed and now he was on top of me.. hovering over me.

My eyes was already blurry. Why