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“You can call me whatever you desire, my sweet soul. Hearing any of my names on your soft lips is pure ecstasy to me.”
He sinks into the water and our legs brush together. I have a huge tub—it was what sold me on the place—but with his large imposing body, we can’t help but touch.
“Tell me one thing, my sweet soul. When souls leave their bodies, they wander in fear, in confusion, in fright. But not you. Your beautiful soul was at peace that day on the bridge. Engulfed in serenity and calm. Why, my love? Why were you not scared?”
I close my eyes softly and think back to that moment. “It wasn’t scary to me,” I whisper. “I was confused at first, but then I felt your presence—the same comforting presence I’ve been feeling off and on for the past few weeks—and it wasn’t scary. I knew everything was going to be okay. That you would make it okay. The confusion left and I felt fine. More than fine, I felt at home. I felt found.”
When I open my eyes, I find him staring at me with a look of pure love. My body throbs with desire as that comforting look wraps around me and pulls me in.
We both lean in toward one another, our eyes on each other’s lips. Heat rushes to my core as our mouths close the distance.
It’s like a shock of electric pleasure as our lips touch for the first time. He cups my jaw and parts my lips with his hot tongue. I moan as he claims my mouth with a hungry intensity.
I kiss him back with all of the need and desire that’s been hammering through me for the past two months. I grab his strong shoulders and pull him closer. His hot tongue slides along mine and thrusts deeper into my mouth. He tastes so good. He tastes like being home.
When we finally pull away, our foreheads are touching and we’re both breathing heavily. He’s staring into my eyes, but I can’t look away from his sexy mouth. I want it all over me. I want to feel it sliding down my body to where I’m really throbbing and aching for him.
“We’re meant for each other,” he says in that raspy voice that I find fucking irresistible.
I nod my head without breaking contact with him. “I know.”
“I was born in the wrong century,” he says as he holds my face like he’s never going to let me go. “A hundred and fifty years too early. What I thought was a curse… that black hood, that scythe… it wasn’t a curse. It was a blessing. It brought me to you. It brought me to where I belong. The century I belong in with the girl I belong with. It brought me home.”
I kiss him again, unable to stop myself.
The deep heavy kiss turns desperate. It’s passionate and hot and has us both moaning for more.
When we pull away, he turns me around with those strong demanding hands. My back is to his stomach and I sink against him, moaning loudly when I feel his hard erection pressing into my back.
“Fuck,” he groans in my ear as my back presses against his shaft. I love that I can make him feel good. I love that I can make him hard.
I sway my hips from side to side, making the water ripple. He’s groaning and I grin, knowing I’m driving him crazy with the way my body is sliding against his long hard dick.
His strong firm hand slides along the side of my wet breast on the way down to my stomach. His palm glides over it and continues down between my legs.
“Oh, Grim,” I cry out in ecstasy as his fingers slide over my aching sex. I’ve never felt anything like it. The shockwaves of heat shooting up through my body, the feeling of satisfaction mixed with the desire for more, the sensation of having a man’s hand on my most intimate of places. It’s a spine-tingling, toe-curling, awe-inspiring feeling.
I wrap my hand around his thick wrist and hold him there, loving the way his fingers are sliding through my folds, loving the way his palm is putting pressure on my throbbing clit.
My back arches and I let out an insatiable moan as he slides his powerful fingers into me. They’re sothickandfull. I squeeze my nails into his wrist as he slides them back out and traces my wet virgin hole.
His other hand is palming my breast. I hold it against me as my body convulses.
Yes!I want to scream.More! More!
I hold it in, but I can’t hold in the whimpers and moans, which are getting louder and heavier.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he says in a sexy demanding voice. “Let me have a taste of your soft cunt.”
He removes his hand from between my legs and it sends my libido into overdrive. Frustration and need swirl into one as I grip the tub and climb onto my knees. His big strong hands are on my hips, guiding me, turning me, putting me exactly how he wants me.
I’m bent over with my ass wiggling in the air, completely exposed to him.
“Oh, lord,” I whisper when I feel his powerful hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks apart.
“What a beautiful pussy,” he whispers under his breath.
Knowing I’m so exposed to him, knowing he’s seeing every intimate inch of me is making me so damn wet. I’m glad the bath water is hiding how crazy he’s making me. Otherwise, he’d see my juices gushing down my legs.
