Venus
Sensual world.
I wondered if Micah was referring to him touching my body. Although I couldn’t say it out loud, I was enjoying myself when the dream version of Micah was touching me, tasting me, licking me, and worshipping me.
I wanted to be worshipped by Micah. He had the right for it. After all, Micah was my fiancé. My anchor. My everything. My demon.
Micah kissed me, softly at first until became hard with his pushing his tongue inside my mouth. I accepted him. “Do you like this kind of kiss?”
“I do.”
“I’m glad. Since merely kissing you is not enough for me anymore. This is what I like to do.” He put his finger on my lips, slowly, and gently moving it. “Attacking your moth until it goes swollen and red because of my kiss. I like to keep it that way. That will be my reminder t
