I slide my hand across a mountain of hard muscles and smile. This feels so surreal. His hand covers mine and he kisses the top of my head. For the first time since I can remember I feel safe. I feel wanted and loved. I want to wake up to this man for the rest of my life.
“Are you hungry?” He asked and I smiled again. This man tortures people for fun but I don’t have any fear. I lift my head slightly and meet his eyes. The room is dark with just the moonlight shining in through the window. “Jaxon” I whisper
My lips reach up to his. He wasted no time flipping us over. He pins me to the mattress. He glides his hands up my sides which causes the dress to rise up. I grab the fabric and pull it over my head. While Jaxon removes his pants.
He brings his lips back to mine. One of his hands mo
