Christian carried inside the glass shower and turned the water on. The cold water helped cool down even further, but I still clung to Christian like my life depended on it.
I knew that he must have been very cold standing under the freezing water with , but god did it feel heavenly.
We stood under the cold water for a few minutes. The heat finally subsided enough for to regain so of my rationality.
I looked up, eting Christian’s eyes. I suddenly felt shy, realizing that I was standing fully naked in front of him.
Tears began to form in my eyes as I looked up at the man whom I’ve missed so much.
"Christian. I’ve been so stupid. I’m so sorry," I said. There was so much I was blind to, so much I should have trusted back when he was trying to explain things to .
I looked into his eyes. There was a gentle smile on his lips as he looked back down at . There was no anger or disappointnt like I had expected to see.
"No, Leslie. I’ve been the stupid one. I should have just told you how I felt from the very beginning." He leaned over and squeezed tighter in his embrace. "Leslie, I love you."
Ti stopped. I felt like I was in a dream. I couldn’t believe that I was hearing the words I’ve wanted to hear for so long.
My tears turned into sobs, but this ti I was happier than I’ve ever been before.
"Christian... I--"
But before I could finish my sentence, Christian leaned over and pressed his lips against mine. In that mont, the heat that had been suppressed vanished, but sothing even stronger welled up inside of .
Finally being able to taste his lips after so long only left craving more. I kissed him back with my entire being.
We kissed until we couldn’t hold our breath any longer. When we finally pulled away, both of us looked at each other, waiting to see what would happen next.
The shower water finally started to make feel cold, so I reached over and turned the handle, turning it off. Christian watched my movents like a hawk and stepped out of the shower first to hand a clean towel.
"Thanks," I said, accepting it.
We both took a minute to dry ourselves off before making our way back to the bedroom. When Christian ca out of the bathroom, he had nothing but a towel around his waist, looking hotter than the day I t him.
I managed to flash him a small smile before I felt like sothing was suffocating , but not in the traditional sense. This feeling was internal and followed by a feral, all-consuming desire.
"C-Christian," I croaked. "I’m starting to feel...strange."
I found that I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. There was a special kind of want that only grew more the more I looked at him.
"It must be starting. After the burning dissipates, that’s when the aphrodisiac takes effect," he said with a complicated gaze. "Leslie... l want to help, but I don’t want to take advantage of you. Tell , and I’ll leave the room right now."
"No!" I shouted, a little too quickly.
I knew that the drug was starting to take effect, but this desire was real. I wanted Christian even without the added aid of the drug.
My misty eyes looked at him with pleading as I took a step closer to him.
"I’ve spent countless nights awake...thinking of you. I love you," I said quietly.
In the blink of an eye, Christian appeared in front of . His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled in closer to him. He had only managed to touch , and my body was already begging for more.
"You too? I thought of you every night, Leslie. Every single night, you were on my mind, making rethink all of my life’s choices. I’ve missed you so much."
His words echoed in my head a thousand tis over. I stretched my arms out, wrapping them around his neck.
"Christian, I can’t hold on any longer," I purred in a deeply seductive voice I didn’t even know I had.
His lips curved up into a big smile while his eyes darkened. Without saying another word, he lifted off the ground and carried over to his large bed.
The mont my back crashed against the plush mattress, Christian leaned over and kissed . This ti, the kiss was filled with unquenchable desire. The back of my head dug into the mattress from the force of his kiss.
Moans escaped my mouth between gasps of air. Every single one of Christian’s movents echoed throughout my body.
I squird as his hands grabbed hold of my breasts. The shock his touch sent through made feel like I could cum just from it alone.
More. I wanted more.
It felt as if I didn’t get more right now, I would lose my mind.
Just as I was about to complain, I felt Christian spread my legs apart while he pushed his lips against mine.
"Mm!--" I moaned, unable to hold back.
Christian’s fingers had already found their way down between my legs.
"Just look how wet you are," he whispered. His fingers were moving between my clit and my entrance, spreading my wetness all around.
It felt amazing. I tried to mimic these exact movents with my own fingers countless tis, but I was never able to produce such mind-shattering sensations.
Christian watched squirm while he continued to rub my clit. Just when I thought I would surely cum, he would pause, then start back up.
"Christian!" I moaned, this ti with a slight frustration. He was toying with . I hated it and loved it at the sa ti.
"Hmm? Oh, is this what you want?" he asked teasingly.
The next mont, his finger slipped inside of without warning.
"Fuck Leslie, you’re so wet that you sucked my finger in just like that," he said, fighting back a moan of his own.
My mind went blank. I could speak, I couldn’t think; all I wanted was to feel more of that.
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