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Falling For The Playboy - Chapter 22
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He didn’t seem like he heard me. He gazed back at me blankly as if trying to figure out whether or not I had just said something. The storm continued to thunder outside as droplets of rain relentlessly beat against the windows. After a long pause, he asked, “What did you say?”
As I looked at him, my heart swelled more and more. The longer I observed him, the more I realized how much I loved this man. Finally, with certainty, I repeated, “I love you.”
His eyes briefly flashed showing understanding. I waited for it to sink in, to see how he would react. When he didn’t respond, I wasn’t completely disappointed because I knew that love was unconditional; therefore, I wasn’t expecting him to immediately say those words back.
I could see his internal struggle as he tried to figure out what to say or do next. My hands came up and held his face as I reassured him. “You don’t have to say anything right now. I just wanted you to know that I care about you and will always be here for you.”
Something shifted in him and he bent down to capture my lips. His arm around my waist tightened while his other hand held my head in a passionate kiss.
My hands went up to the back of his head and gently gripped his hair as he bent down and swept me off my feet without ever breaking the kiss. I continued to savor the deliciousness of his lips as he carried me back to his room.
He mildly kicked the door closed behind him and gently threw me on the bed. I giggled with delight as he shrugged out of his suit jacket and crawled on top of me. With one hand, he loosened the tie around his neck and the top two buttons of his shirt.
I took hold of the end of his tie and pulled him down for a kiss. I didn’t know I could be so forward but the anticipation of kissing him again got me too excited to remember my shyness.
My fingers were even more bold and started loosening the rest of the buttons on his shirt. He chuckled against my lips at my eagerness.
While he bit and sucked on my bottom lip, my hands seized his shirt and pulled it out of his pants. I started feeling his hard chest and abs. “Artemis.” I called out his name through my ragged breathing as my hands freely roamed everywhere.
He started trailing kisses down my neck and said between each kiss. “Yes, my sweet wife?”
I wanted to tell him something but I didn’t know how to put it into words. This yearning feeling that started low was now spreading up and out, taking over my body. I didn’t know how to stop it and wondered if Artemis did.
“I…I.” I didn’t finish as I arched against him. I felt like I was burning up, like I was having a fever.
He went down and found the edge of my dress leaving my hands bare with nothing to touch or hold. My hands dropped to my sides and gripped the duvet under me.
As he slowly pushed up my skirt, he left kisses along the way—from my knee to my inner thigh to my navel and up to my chest. The end of my dress ended up in a heap on my chest, exposing my lace white bra.
“Artemis.” I moaned again wanting him to hurry up. The excruciating slowness was driving me crazy, making me twist and turn under him.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back up so our lips could connect one more time thinking that this might release some of the craving that was spreading like wildfire in me but it didn’t—it only heightened it.
Artemis let out a low laugh against my mouth and drawled. “Slow down, sweetheart. We have all night.”
“No. You’re too slow.” I whined and his chest rumbled with amusement.
As if to prove his point, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them up above my head as his teeth grazed my bottom lip. His lips kept ravishing mine while his one hand kept mine imprisoned while the other one slipped under my bra. We were drowning deeper and deeper in euphoria and ultimately had to come up for air—both breathing harshly.
He continued holding my wrists as he knelt on top of me, his knees at my sides and our bodies not touching.
I wanted him closer. I wanted his weight on me. I wanted his heat to warm me up and tame down the burning beast inside.
“Artemis.” I begged softly hoping he would continue touching me, anywhere, as long as to not leave me hanging.
Suddenly, he flipped me over and I ended up straddling him. He deftly took off my dress and threw it to the side. He pulled down my bra straps and they hung loosely on the sides of my arms. One of his hands cupped my breast while the other hand pulled me closer so his mouth could kiss my other breast.
My arms supported my weight as I arched into his hand and mouth. As I called out his name again, he pulled me down as his lips found mine while his hand remained cupping my breast. His free hand trailed down my back and stopped at my thigh giving it a squeeze. His other hand soon followed and found my other thigh. He kept tightening and loosening his fingers around my thighs which created this amazing feeling between my legs.
Eventually, I pleaded. “Artemis, please make love to me.”
He paused and asked softly, “Are you sure? Because once I start, I can’t stop.”
“Yes. As sure as how much I love you.” I said tenderly.
His hand came up to touch my cheek as mixed feelings swirled in his eyes. He rolled us over again and knelt between my legs as he warned me one more time. “It won’t feel good the first time but I promise to be gentle.”
I nodded as my body thrummed with expectations.
However, he didn’t move. Our eyes were locked for a long time and I could see a lot of emotions in his—they were full of wonder, lust, desire, excitement and possessiveness.
He bent down and kissed me with even more passion than before. Our moans drowned out the howling rain outside. I was so caught up in all that Artemis was doing to my lips and body that I didn’t even realize when he had taken my lace white panties off or when he had loosened his pants.
Suddenly, I felt something pushing at my entrance and I gasped.
“I’ll try not to hurt you.” He said against my lips and started kissing me again trying to distract me from the incoming discomfort.
My fingers dug into his back as he slowly pushed in deeper. I felt a slight pain and instinctively tried to close my legs but was blocked by his body.
“Are you okay?” He asked, concerned, his breath came out short and rough. “Do you want me to stop?”
I shook my head as I bit on my bottom lip. I tried to adjust my body but the action only made him groan. “Don’t move.” He said with a strained voice. “You’ll make it worse. Just wait and eventually it won’t hurt as much.”
I listened to him and he started kissing me for the tenth time that night. As my body began to hum with pleasure again, Artemis started to move. He did it slowly at first so I could adjust to the soreness and then picked up the pace when the stinging gradually disappeared.
Finally, after what seemed like it couldn’t possibly get any better, my body hit the climax and unraveled in waves of ecstasy.
His own release came right after mine and he fell to his side grabbing me with him. We laid there for a long time letting the erratic pounding of our hearts get back to normal.
Artemis kept rubbing my arm up and down as he breathed into my hair. After a while, he asked, “Are you okay?” He tilted my chin up to look at me. “I didn’t hurt you too much did I?”
“No.” I smiled.
He bent down and gave me a kiss on my nose.
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Author’s Note
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