awaiting my opinion on the décor. I smiled, reached my arms up around his neck and kissed him softly. “Lucas, it’s lovely. Did you oversee the design of this room too?”
He nodded proudly and his eyes shone. “I have a confession. Until this afternoon it was minimalist white but I knew that you wouldn’t like that so I took a gamble on what you might like our playroom to look like. I’m so glad you like it.”
Our playroom? Oh my! “You did all this today? Why couldn’t we just use your bedroom?”
His cobalt blue eyes twinkled. “Well, not me personally but I oversaw it. I wanted to have somewhere separate from the bedroom so there were clear boundaries between playtime and the rest of the time that you spend here. Unless you want to sleep in here ... but I do like having you sleep next to me in my bed. We’ll see later. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll just be a moment.”
He turned and left. I looked back at the bed as I absorbed this information. Playtime! That sounds intriguing … and fun!
I walked over to the bed and perched on the edge. I ran my hand over the cool silk bedding as my mind pictured Lucas sprawled naked across it. Then, completely unbidden, an image of naked Lucas pinning my heads above my head whilst he ravished my body, popped into my head. I closed my eyes as a lovely warm feeling began to spread outwards from between my legs. I was increasingly looking forward to what was to come with every passing minute.
The sound of the door closing made my head turn. Oh my god! Lucas was stood wearing nothing but a pair of jet black jeans with the top button unfastened. Why do men do that? Don’t they know how sexy that is? Oooh, of course they do – that’s why they do it! Everything about the way he stood screamed assurance and control. Dominance!
His upper body looked divine in the candlelight. His toned muscles were accentuated by the shadows, making him look like a bronze statue. My eyes slowly crept down to where his jeans rested on his hips and then homed in on the skin behind that unfastened button. I felt my heart rate accelerate and my breathing become shallow … not quite panting, but not far off.
My eyes continued to wander lazily down those lengthy, lean legs until they reached his bare feet. My mouth was suddenly dry. Since when had bare feet been so hot? I tried to swallow but it was more of a gulp. I could feel his eyes on me. I flicked my eyes up to his and my breath caught in my throat; they were a glossy midnight blue. My eyes locked on to his and I couldn’t have looked away if my life had depended upon it. He walked towards me and my heart intensified its hammering intensity. Still I couldn’t break eye contact.
He stopped right in front of me. “Stand up,” he said, clearly but quietly. It was not a voice to be disobeyed.
Mentally questioning whether my legs would hold me, I stood. His face was impassive as he said, “Take off your clothes. All of them.”
My stomach somersaulted. His deep, sexy voice had an edge to it that implied danger for non-compliance. My hands went to the hem of my cami and pulled it over my head in one smooth movement. I dropped it on the floor, my eyes locked on his and I saw his dark eyes widen momentarily and his nostrils flare. His hunger was evident and I felt my nipples pucker inside my silk bra in response. I arched my back slightly as I slipped my fingers inside the waistband of my sweatpants. His jaw muscles clenched as I slid them down my hips and let them fall to the floor.
It was then that I noticed exactly how much he wanted this. The black denim of his crotch was stretched over his bulging erection. I dragged my eyes back to his and saw an eyebrow twitch in recognition of my blatant ogling. He continued to watch me with a demanding, expectant expression and I realized that it was
He nodded proudly and his eyes shone. “I have a confession. Until this afternoon it was minimalist white but I knew that you wouldn’t like that so I took a gamble on what you might like our playroom to look like. I’m so glad you like it.”
Our playroom? Oh my! “You did all this today? Why couldn’t we just use your bedroom?”
His cobalt blue eyes twinkled. “Well, not me personally but I oversaw it. I wanted to have somewhere separate from the bedroom so there were clear boundaries between playtime and the rest of the time that you spend here. Unless you want to sleep in here ... but I do like having you sleep next to me in my bed. We’ll see later. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll just be a moment.”
He turned and left. I looked back at the bed as I absorbed this information. Playtime! That sounds intriguing … and fun!
I walked over to the bed and perched on the edge. I ran my hand over the cool silk bedding as my mind pictured Lucas sprawled naked across it. Then, completely unbidden, an image of naked Lucas pinning my heads above my head whilst he ravished my body, popped into my head. I closed my eyes as a lovely warm feeling began to spread outwards from between my legs. I was increasingly looking forward to what was to come with every passing minute.
The sound of the door closing made my head turn. Oh my god! Lucas was stood wearing nothing but a pair of jet black jeans with the top button unfastened. Why do men do that? Don’t they know how sexy that is? Oooh, of course they do – that’s why they do it! Everything about the way he stood screamed assurance and control. Dominance!
His upper body looked divine in the candlelight. His toned muscles were accentuated by the shadows, making him look like a bronze statue. My eyes slowly crept down to where his jeans rested on his hips and then homed in on the skin behind that unfastened button. I felt my heart rate accelerate and my breathing become shallow … not quite panting, but not far off.
My eyes continued to wander lazily down those lengthy, lean legs until they reached his bare feet. My mouth was suddenly dry. Since when had bare feet been so hot? I tried to swallow but it was more of a gulp. I could feel his eyes on me. I flicked my eyes up to his and my breath caught in my throat; they were a glossy midnight blue. My eyes locked on to his and I couldn’t have looked away if my life had depended upon it. He walked towards me and my heart intensified its hammering intensity. Still I couldn’t break eye contact.
He stopped right in front of me. “Stand up,” he said, clearly but quietly. It was not a voice to be disobeyed.
Mentally questioning whether my legs would hold me, I stood. His face was impassive as he said, “Take off your clothes. All of them.”
My stomach somersaulted. His deep, sexy voice had an edge to it that implied danger for non-compliance. My hands went to the hem of my cami and pulled it over my head in one smooth movement. I dropped it on the floor, my eyes locked on his and I saw his dark eyes widen momentarily and his nostrils flare. His hunger was evident and I felt my nipples pucker inside my silk bra in response. I arched my back slightly as I slipped my fingers inside the waistband of my sweatpants. His jaw muscles clenched as I slid them down my hips and let them fall to the floor.
It was then that I noticed exactly how much he wanted this. The black denim of his crotch was stretched over his bulging erection. I dragged my eyes back to his and saw an eyebrow twitch in recognition of my blatant ogling. He continued to watch me with a demanding, expectant expression and I realized that it was
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