Until you came (Series Stonebridge, #3)

by Diana Scott

  I am a woman totally lost in the passion of her man. Every inch of my body belongs to him and every inch of his is totally mine. I look at him lying on the tantra sofa and caress him with the fingertips of my fingers without being able to believe that we have been able to get here. My mouth dries up and I bite my lips showing him how much I want him.

  I breathe the perfume from his neck but I don't kiss him. My lips touch his shoulder and go shyly up to his face, but I don't kiss him. I feel as the heart beats and his hands try to cling to my neck to attract me to his mouth but I get out of it while I smile with all the evil a woman in love is capable of. I enjoy my man's despair. His pupils dilate but he does not insist. He knows this is my game and these are my rules.

  “Good boy,” I say with malice as my hand goes down his hard torso with agonizing slowness.

  I walk around the sofa but never stop stroking it. My buds have fun with the softness of his hair before reaching the bone of his pelvis. I feel him tremble under my contact but he lets me do my thing. His eyes never leave my face, his gaze burns me and embraces me but I resist bravely. This game has just begun.

  I lower my hand until approaching him dangerously to a virility ready to attack me. I caress him gently and the poor penis jumps madly looking for an attention that I do not intend to offer him for now.

  “God...”

  He murmured from underneath when I bring my face closer to his crotch so that he feels the warmth of my breath on his skin. I smile with malice and move away just a few centimetres, enough to press a bell hidden on the side of the sofa.

  “Anne, what are you doing?”

  “Shh, do you trust me?”

  “Of course.”

  “Well, I trust you too.”

  At that moment two beautiful women wearing the most insinuating lingerie enter the room and approach us in complete silence. Reed doesn't say a word, he just watches me expectantly. He's nervous, I think he's afraid of my reaction but I need him to understand that I trust him, us.

  “Baby this is not... necessary," he whispered in a whisper as he noticed the hands of the precious women caressing his hard body.

  My mouth caresses his ear as I whisper to him softly.

  “I love you now and I loved you before. I don't want you to change for me. I want the new Reed and the old Reed. You once told me that you would be everything I was looking for in a man, that you would meet all my needs, well, now I am the one who tells you that I will meet all your desires. You are totally mine, Mr. Blackman.”

  “I am,” he says confident.

  The girls caressed him and I feel him tremble with desire even though his hand clings tightly to my arm to drag me towards his mouth.

  Our tongues meet and become entangled desperate to love each other. I cling to his neck and rest half of my body on his chest to eat him in one last kiss before separating. I feel him grunt annoyed but I smile as I pull a black cloth towards his precious blue eyes.

  “You want to kill me...”

  “Maybe,” I reply amused while I cover his gaze.

  The women nodded smiling. They knew my plans. Solange had recommended them to me to carry out my surprise and they were behaving exquisitely.

  “Now, Mr. Blackman, let's play a little... But only if you can recognize me.”

  Reed tilted his lips in a smile and I can't resist. I bend down and bite the corner of it with passion.

  “My girl...” he says amused, clutching my neck and holding me for a deeper kiss.

  “We haven't started yet,” I answered amused.

  My companions began caressing his body slowly and I feel like Reed is not moving. His body is tense and terribly excited. Four delicate, feminine hands envelop him completely. One of them raises a hand and wink at me for me to take action. I begin to caress him and the next minute there are six hands enjoying his skin. Reed smiles and, with his eyes completely covered by the fabric, he raises his right hand to hold my wrist.

  “My girl...” He affirms confident as he approaches my hand to him and licks my pulse making me tremble.

  The girls smiled and I can't stop looking at him. His black hair is stirred by caresses, his body trembles with desire and his lips are red and swollen with my kisses. It is an angel who came from hell itself to torment me and I have seized him.

  The three of us stop our caresses to begin with deeper kisses. One of them caresses and kisses his thighs, another one his neck and I bend down to kiss his hard pectorals. I get close to a nipple my mouth and I'm about to put it in my mouth when he holds me tightly at the nape of the neck and then he reclines to reach my lips gropingly.

  He kisses me with a fever in his body. With possession, with an insatiable hunger and when he lets me go, he leaves me agitated while he lies down with a perverse smile.

  “My girl,” he answers proudly.

  “Well, well," I say pretending to be angry even though my heart jumps of joy. I see you think you're winning. Let's see now.

  One of my companions brings her fingers closer to his hard penis while I nibble his testicles getting his body to tense eagerly. The other girl begins to kiss kindly his pubis and then something happens that I wasn't expecting. Reed moved his hand downwards, moving the woman away from the base of his penis. Then he held my chin which was on his testicles and without removing the blindfold he caressed my face.

  “My girl," he takes off his mask and focuses his gaze on mine with his hands still on my face. “Ladies, the game is over. This man has a mistress.”

  The girls kiss him goodbye on his face and leave while I die out of love.

  “Now, baby, go upstairs and take what's yours.”

  And I did it...

  Lying down and totally satisfied we remain hugging each other as we watch the candlelight consume itself in front of us. His arm holds me tight and I play with the black curls of his torso.

  “I don't want you to hold back because you’re with me,” I feel like I have to explain myself.

  “Do you think so?”

  “A little,” I say ashamed.

  “Baby, orgies, gangbang, they were all ways of finding something I was desperately looking for. In my childhood, I saw and tried things that a child shouldn't. Eventually, I looked for something that would fill me, that would give meaning to my life and a little warmth to my heart, but now everything is different...” His mouth kisses me on the head and I hold tightly to his chest.

  “A time ago, I shared the couples of others looking for some crumbs of their love to fall on me but now everything has changed. This love is ours and only ours, I do not intend to share it with anyone. I love you and no one else.”

  “So, no more sharing, no more cinnamon room?”

  “I didn't say that. The cinnamon room will always be our escape corner, but only ours. Other hands or other mouths mean nothing to me.”

  “I love you,” I whisper on his lips.

  “I am yours, Anne Foster. Only yours.”

  Self-esteem applauds me with some sadness. I look at her and understand what she wants to tell me. She will no longer be my counselor, nor my best friend. She's leaving. From now on, she will be part of my heart. She no longer needs to be externalized because I carry her inside with my confidence and security. She begins to disappear in front of my eyes and I drop a tear of complete happiness. In the past, when I barely knew my name, she was my best advisor and I will always be grateful to her. Now, I know who I am, I have discovered my path and learned to be happy.

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  Until you came, the third book in the Stonebridge saga.

  Book I. Hidden Treasure

  Book II. The Days We Have Left

  By the same author, don’t miss:

  Saga Infidelities

  After you

  It's for you.

  The custody of your heart

  Game of passions

  Sorry, I fell in love

  Tied to a feeling

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