"You think you're being funny now, Celeste?"
"Arik, please . . . I want . . . more . . ." I moaned and tried to reach his face so I could finally kiss him.
Seemingly understanding, he immediately captured my lips. My desire flared even more as I felt the electrifying intensity of his kiss once again. His kiss was like an ocean, deep and fiery. I was gradually losing myself!
"You're mine. You've always been mine from the very start, and those bitches who tried to take you away from me will always fail. We're so damn good together," he affirmed.
"Really?" he said with a playful laugh. His voice was utterly raspy. "Say it clearly to me."
All I could hear was the heavy breaths between us. The feeling was gradually building up inside me, about to burst at any moment, but I didn't let it. I wanted more! So intensely desiring what was happening, I slid down from the counter and knelt in front of him.
"Fuck, Celeste! What are you . . ."
