When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He lowered his head and looked at me. I blinked a couple of times. I could clearly see his sexy Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

He cupped my face in his hands and closed in for a kiss.

After these few days, I got used to his tendency of kissing me from time to time. I snaked my arms around the back of his neck. Involuntarily, I responded to his kiss.

I guess I somehow learned what I did next from him. I encircled his neck with one hand, and my other hand reached for his earlobe and pinched it lightly. This part of him seemed to be quite sensitive. After a few light rubs, it was all red.

I let go and teased him. “Ashton, your ears are so sensitive.”

He didn’t reply. Instead, he suddenly lowered his head and bit my lips as I spoke.

It hurt a little, but it was nothing too bad. I frowned at him and complained pitifully, “Ashton, are you a dog?”

He chuckled and spoke in a low voice. “Your lips were too tempting. I couldn’t help myself.”

I glared at him. “You…”

He lifted me bridal style and turned around. The next moment, I was pressed against him on the huge bed.

“Ashton, switch off the lights!” I ordered in a panic.

“Mm…” he moaned and reached for the remote control on the bedside table. With a light click, the whole room was shrouded in darkness.

In the dark, only the sounds of our amorous breathing remained.

After our intimate session, I lay in his arms. One of his slender legs pressed on me, and he made no move to shift it.

I rested my head on his arm and faced him as we lay in bed. Our bodies were intertwined so closely that it felt a little awkward.

His large hand repeatedly caressed my back as if he was putting me to sleep. Since it was late and this posture was very comfortable, my eyelids started to feel heavy.

and let my

well that night. When I awoke the next morning, it was already eight o’clock. Ashton was lying right next to

arm to hug him and snuggled into him. He

“Yes.” I nodded.

He chuckled, and then…

not quite right, I woke with a start. I lifted my eyes to

seductively. “There, there. I’ll

was like this all

One hour later.

spirits after

moving. Hence, I rested my chin on my palms and waited to

of the kitchen with our breakfast on two plates. Noticing that I was ogling him, he raised a brow. “What are you

How am I so lucky to

at the dining table. His obsidian eyes locked with mine, and he remarked with a smile. “You seem to be

to be hinting at

and proceeded to eat

was poised as always. He lifted a piece of bacon into his mouth, chewed slowly, and swallowed it.

“Work,” I responded automatically.

it was Saturday. Thus,

said, “I guess

ambiguously. “I see. That’s quite suitable. The weather doesn’t look too good for an outing. It’s a good

plainly. Once again, his words seemed to be

how to continue, I switched the topic. “How about

with you!” He was looking straight

This man, he

violent response, he

my cutlery