บททั้งหมดของ Shadows & Whispers: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

To my surprise she reacted the way I wished she would. She moved her hand from my chest up to my face. Her touch on my cheek solidified my feelings for her. I never wanted anyone else to make that move ever again, only her.“Real?” She asked.I couldn’t believe how cute she was. This is not a dream, baby. I want you. I love you.I had so much I wanted to say to her, but I knew in that moment, actions would speak a million times better than words. I leaned down to kiss her. I felt the floor falling from underneath my feet. My need, my desire, my entire existence was now hers. I pulled back momentarily.“Real.” I couldn’t hide the happiness on my face.Then she surprised me. She reached her hand up and around the back of my head, her fingers gripping into my hair. My body hummed at the contact, and I briefly closed my eyes, drinking in the contact. Then she tugged me back to her lips. Her body gave into me, and I deepened the kiss. It was the moment I wanted but a thousand times bette

A gentle, but comforting silence fell over the room. Gently, I perched on the edge of the bed. I rubbed my hand over the soft sheets. Thoughts popping in and out of my mind. I was happy, not just a little happy, but a lot. My heart was so full it felt like it was going to burst. Damian took a seat next to me and placed his hand on top of mine. Just the feeling of having him touch me in anyway, made my heart fill a little more. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asked. I looked down at our fingers, dancing together. I lifted his hand and moved closer to him while placing his hand into my lap and covering with my other hand. I never wanted to let him go. “I am happy, and I don’t want it to end.” He lifted his other hand to cup my face and moved me to look at him in the eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.” “Work,” I breathed. “Let’s not think about that now. Let’s just take it one moment at a time. We will figure it all out as we go. But one thing I do know, is that I want to take yo

The thought of being torturingly slow crossed my mind and quickly disappeared when I knew I was only torturing myself as well as him. I lifted my hips and pulled down my pants before kicking them off under the sheets. His hand cupped my face and pulled me into another heated kiss while his hand explored my body. I reached between us and started to stroke him. He hissed through his teeth in the kiss at the contact.I took hold of him and began to move achingly slow. He was definitely bigger than anyone I had been with before, but it didn’t intimidate me at all. I kept pumping my hand on him; I could feel him tensing under my touch. He was getting close. He reached down and grabbed my legs from behind my knee and with a flick of his hips and a tug on his hand, I was suddenly on top of him. I giggled at the move until I settled my hips down. I was straddling his arousal. I blushed feeling it under me before I started rocking my hips against him. I was wet enough to slide nicely along h

The night did not go at all how I had imagined. It somehow ended up a million times better. If I had to pick an eutopia of the night. Even then I don’t think we could have come close to how it went. Never in a million years did I envisage her telling me she loved me let alone having the absolute mind-blowing sex that we had. She’s distracted in the morning and I understand why. We need to try and get through the day as if the night before never happened and as if we really are just boss and employee. Damn, it was hard enough keeping my hands off her before but now I've had her. This is going to be 8 hours of pure torture.I managed to convince her to go for a shower, I held her tight before leaving but even I didn’t want to let go. Part of me thought about extending our stay here, but I had stupidly chosen to come mid-week. If only I had chosen a Thursday and Friday, we could have stayed for the whole weekend before returning home.I watched as she seemed to be telling herself to

A few moments after his exit, my phone chimed.‘I wouldn’t be so smug about me being removed. It means you don’t get to see me all day.’I could hear his tone.‘Maybe some space will be good after Miss. Perfect seeing you this morning.’I knew my message wouldn’t go down well, but I needed him to know that I wasn’t happy and needed to figure out my head.‘The only Miss. Perfect I saw was the one I had my dick in last night and the one in my arms this morning. No one else means anything to me.’I smiled and muted my phone and the developer started. We spent the day going through my notes on the system from our side of things. He showed me options their system had for customization. It meant the task bar could be toggled to the best place for the user and was not fixed for everyone. He also showed me the search function but I was still not convinced on it being user friendly. When I took over and showed him how the system would be used with the feature, he agreed it was not the best f