Love And Be Loved
Arielle tiptoed to reciprocate his passionate kiss.
It feels good to love and be loved.
Vinson made to unbutton her top, but she stopped him.
“We can’t,” she gasped, recollecting herself with some difficulty from the sweet torment of his lips. “I
have to be up early tomorrow.” Despite the wave of desire nearly consuming her, Arielle remembered
that she was supposed to go to Lightspring tomorrow.
Vinson was at that point aroused beyond reason. “Just this once.”
“Are you sure?” Arielle asked meekly.
He affirmed, “Yes, I promise.”
Without another word, he lifted her up, placed her on the bed, and claimed the prize he had been
denied.
Soon, Arielle submitted herself to the gentle sway of his powerful hips. The last thing she remembered
before falling asleep was the indignant thought of how misleading his promise was for “just this once” to
last twice as long as he usually did.
The room was still warm with the breath of the lovers when the first rays of sunlight streamed through
the blinds the following morning.
Vinson was the one who awoke first. Content to just watch her, he gazed at her with adoration and felt
his heart swell with happiness.
Meanwhile, Arielle smiled in her sleep. Unable to bear how lovely she looked, Vinson pressed his lips
against hers and startled the latter awake with the threat of suffocation. With her eyes wide open, she
found his handsome face so close to hers that their eyelashes fluttered against each other.
“Vinson, what time is it?” she whispered.
“It’s already eight o’clock,” he answered with a chuckle. “Our flight is at twenty past ten if you recall.
We’re going to miss our flight if you don’t get a move on.”
The news acted as a stimulant for Arielle. Jumping out of bed, she made a dash for the bathroom. By
the time she had finished washing up, Vinson was already dressed smartly. “Why didn’t you wake me
up earlier? You know how anxious I get with flights.”
“We’re going to make it.” Vinson was charmed by her cheeks which were pink from exertion.
“We will if you hurry up! Remember, you have to stay away from me.” As Arielle reached for the
suitcase, Vinson beat her to it. “My wife shouldn’t have to lift a finger,” he explained in response to her
look of confusion.
“My husband is right.” Arielle grinned. “The lady of the house shouldn’t have to exert herself.”
For some reason, hearing Arielle call him her husband aroused Vinson to no end. With one arm toting
the suitcase, he pushed Arielle against the wall with the other. “Call me that again.”
“What?” Arielle asked in feigned ignorance.
“What did you say?” Vinson gritted his teeth in mock irritation.
“I don’t know what you mean.” Arielle kept up her charade. I shouldn’t have said that! It’s just going to
sound awkward now.
Vinson leaned in to exhale softly in her ear. “If you don’t, I will kiss you again.”
He knows that the back of my ears is my weak spot!
“Scoundrel!”
Vinson smirked at Arielle, who was breathless with anticipation. “I respectfully disagree. If you don’t do
as I say, I can’t guarantee what will happen after I kiss you.”
He just wants to be called my husband, doesn’t he? Let’s just get this over with! Arielle cleared her
throat and shouted continuously, “Husband, husband, husband! You’re my husband! Are you happy
now?”
Gazing up at Vinson, she looked pleased with herself. “Don’t hold your breath waiting for a chance to
kiss me!”
I won’t be fooled that easily!
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