He pulls away, his ocean blue eyes swirling with desire and lust.
“f**k this, Vivi,” he groans, and before I know it, I’m being hauled over his shoulder and he’s marching me through the house. I squeal as he ascends the stairs and playfully slaps my bum.
Placing me down on the bed, he grabs a remote from the nightstand and aims it at the wall, presses a button and the fireplace crackles to life. He presses another button and music quietly fills the room.
The remote drops to the bed and he climbs back on top of me. I stare up at him, my eyes roving over his handsome face and body, the soft warm hue from the fire light making him even more stunning. Even with his t-shirt on he looks like a God. With his wide, muscular frame hovering over me, I feel safe, the music adding to the moment.
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