Artemisia
I remain clung onto him desperately as he moves his arms to sling them around my body, making me close my legs slightly and wrap them around his waist.
“Damn, princess,” he pushes out, his chest heaving.
After staying like this for a second, allowing our heartbeats to sync with each other, he pushes himself off the wall and carries me to the bed.
He lays me down gently, pulling his t-shirt over his head and letting it fall to the ground along with his pants. I watch him with my bottom lip between my teeth, making him groan as he comes back to lie above me. “This will get you in trouble, sweetheart.”
I laugh, my heart filling with all the pet names he is showering me with lovingly, as if I were an addict, finally getting the long-awaited shot.
Taking my head into his h
