His hands gently rested on her waist, and she couldn't hide the shiver that ran down her delicate body as his fingers found their way to the nape of her neck."David..." She lost some of the power in her voice, but soon it was back. “I would prefer to descend the stairs,” she replied with an air of urgency. His proximity was excessively near. She was puzzled as to why it irritated her. She said, "Lunch," and she felt an immense sense of relief as he released her hand and backed slightly away.Afterward, we will have a meal. I have plenty of food in the fridge and cupboard. To meet his gaze, Anna gently pivoted. Is it going to be you in the kitchen? To gently tilt her chin, he raised a hand and traced delicate fingers across her cheek, allowing them to fall down the jawline. In hypnotic stillness, she studied his broad face in all its sharp angles and planes, from the vertical furrow that sliced across each cheek to the strong sweep of his jaw and wide mouth."The thought of spending t

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 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

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

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