"This is so exciting," Khalifa said as she spooned inside Caius' wide arms. "Building our own home… an Island, no less!"
She turned her body in her excitement and he saw how her naked breasts squeezed against his chest as she lay flat on him.
Her face was a little flushed and dazed in excitement, her eyes becoming more and more alluring, red lips begging to be picked.
His shaft rose at the sight.
However, he did not jump at her as he would've wanted, and as any other man would've done.
He was not like them. He aimed to be someone irreplaceable to her.
That… no matter how many men caught her interest, she would always come back to him.
He will be her haven. The man who didn't only want to have sex.
No matter what, whether he wanted to or not, he had already considered her as his woman—the woman he planned to grow old with.
For better or for worse, she was now his 'home'.
