"I get happiness with your smile and feel sad when you are in pain or in tears, Aryanna," Sebastian paused momentarily to frame his thoughts. "With your smile, i come alive. When you're near, I feel I can breath and when you aren't there then I don't feel like living, " he expressed sweetly.
Sebastian and Aryanna had been married for one week and a few days. Aryanna believed it was too soon for a love confession, though that didn't apply to Sebastian as he loved her before they were wed.
The marriage had been one of convenience for Aryanna. A means to escape the cruelty of her ex and step-sister and get even with them for mistreating her. Aryanna knew Sebastian liked her but the confession caught her off-guard so early in the morning.
The instance prompted for the words to be said back, but she couldn't muster it in her to utter the three magical words to Sebastian. Aryanna wasn't aware if she loved him or if her feelings were clouded by a sense of gratitude for all Sebastian had done for her.
She bit her tongue and blinked her eyes nervously. Unable to meet Sebastian's sensual gaze that threatened to melt her whole. Her heart beat faster, racing as though in a marathon.
"I'm headed into the shower," Sebastian tore himself out of her arms, he strolled to the bathroom, halting at the door and throwing his head back to look at her. "You can do whatever you want," he headed inside and left the door slightly opened.
Aryanna understood his invitation clearly. Sebastian wanted her to join him in the shower, yet Aryanna hesitated. Every inch of her body yearned for the intimate sensation that awaited her behind the bathroom doors but she held herself back from following him.
His love confession resonating in her head. Aryanna felt burdened to figure out her feelings and see where she truly stood with Sebastian before taking another step. She had the impression of how unfair it was on Sebastian to love her and not know how she felt.
Aryanna watched the bathroom door with a longing gaze. A few steps would get her to the door and into the ecstacy that Sebastian promised in the shower. Vivid images of the dirty ways in which Sebastian can take her, all of her, in the shower formed in her mind.
The sexy thoughts took an unbreakable root in her mind. Aryanna swallowed hard, suddenly she felt hot. The temperature of her body spiked with the thought running through her head. It provoked heat to course through her nerve endings to all her sensitive areas in her body.
The sound of the water running made her mouth water with desire. The passing seconds were like days of torture to her. Getting teases of unfiltered explorations of the charted territory of consummation bliss.
The ideas tempted her to run her hands over her body to quench her thirst by touching herself. It beat taking advantage of Sebastian's love for her, unfortunately, her hands wouldn't hold a candle to Sebastian's fingers, tongue and shaft. All of which brought her pleasures in ways she never knew possible.
Aryanna feared Sebastian was ruining her for other men. Afraid for the day when they'd part ways, she knew it would be close to impossible to find a man who met the standards Sebastian set.
"Why am I thinking about this? I just promised him that I'd be the best wife for him and here I am thinking about separating from him," Aryanna scolded herself.
She positioned three pillows to support her back, she leaned back and rested her head on the bed frame, her mind drifting off to nude thoughts of her husband.
A half an hour later, Sebastian came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His bare chest in full display with water running down his fair well-sculptured chest. The six packs highlighted in the bright rays of the morning sun striking in through the opened window.
Aryanna stared blankly at him, her mouth salivating at the wet sight of him. She found his appeal elevated with water trickling down his firm frame. Her eyes allured to his biceps as they flexed seductively while he reached out for a towel.
His adam apple moving in a lively manner as Sebastian swallowed repeatedly. Aryanna sucked in a deep breath, her mind briskly racing with sensuous ideas of how she could suck his wet skin dry with her tongue. All the marks she'd leave in her trail, a symbol of possession and claim to his scrumptious body.
The unchaste ideas gave her goosebumps and sent her body shivering with a burning appetite that craved Sebastian's touch. A blush crept on Aryanna's cheeks. She turned red from embarrassed of her lustful thinking.
Sebastian noticed the intense stare and shot his head in her direction. Her flushed face came into his view, the rosy color covered her whole body in a swift tide, he scoffed. "Red is a good colour on you," he complimented.
The red color on Aryanna's cheeks deepened as she understood the meaning of Sebastian's words. She averted her gaze from him and stared out the window.
Sebastian proceeded to dry his hair using the towel. His well-developed back and shoulders with his muscles flexing beneath his skin at his movements. His chest was cleanly shaved and clear of any hair and Aryanna knew how velvety smooth it felt under her touch.
Aryanna tugged at the bedsheets, stealing discreet glances at Sebastian whenever she thought he wasn't looking. Her eyes drawn to his almost nude body.
"Save some of me for later, wife. It isn't good to eat me up all at once," Sebastian commented flirtatiously, showing off his perfectly toned abs and striking jawline, Aryanna diverts her gaze. His voice coming out low and husky, causing her to gulp nervously.
She looks at him, her heart hammering as Sebastian meets her gaze through the reflection in the mirror. The scent of his aftershave fills her mind for a while, for a moment, her knees grow weak.
Sebastian lightly sucks on his lower lip, desire playing in his eyes, causing a pleasurable shiver to shoot through Aryanna's body without mercy.
"Aren't you going....won't you be late for your meeting?" she asked, her voice betraying her nervousness.
"It's Sunday, love," Sebastian pointed out. "I don't go to the office today, remember."
"Yeah...yeah, right."
"Are you that eager to get rid of me?" Sebastian teased.
"No...I'd much rather have you here at home than let you leave," Aryanna let out, her mouth moving faster than her brain.