![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I’ll ride the high of his endearments as long as I can. Will I never get over it? That he calls me princess in that raspy, possessive voice of his. “Is that what my princess wants? To get fucked in the closet while everyone else is downstairs, waiting for her?”Ĭlosing my eyes, I shiver. “Yeah?” Moving his hands down to my ass, he presses our lower bodies together. Maybe you should start now.” I rock against his erection, my panties getting damper and damper with each passing second. Not to mention, my impulsiveness is what made me ask him out on a date a long time ago. It’s the reason he took my virginity in that room, so long ago. It’s the reason we got married over my Christmas break five years ago. “One of these days, Willow, I’m going to fuck all the impulsiveness out of you,” he growls and smacks a hard kiss on my mouth. I can feel his hardness bumping against the empty space between my legs. Simon is silent, but I can feel the heat radiating out of his body. In his signature style, he grabs the back of my neck to bring our faces even closer. He gives me a look and I’m compelled to add, “I’m serious. I wasn’t even thinking about it but seeing him like this, all-powerful but also vulnerable, it just hit me. ![]()
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