So This is Love

=A Surprise=

Evangeline

I turn around laying on the hard chest next to me, hiding from the sun. I take a deep inhale, loving the scent. It was hard to describe it, it was extremely intoxicating, and I could not get enough.

"Ma beauté," His voice hoarse but so hot. I smile when he kisses my forehead, I still haven't opened my eyes, enjoying the endearments'.

He keeps kissing my forehead softly, his hand stroking my left arm oh so softly. I shuttered at his actions and praises, remembering the last night.

The way he worshiped every part of my body and soul is something I never expected it. And now that I have it, I am never losing it.

"You can open your eyes now Trésor, I know you're awake." He whispers, putting his hand under my chin and lifting it so I can look at him.

I smile at him, kissing him on the cheek before rushing to the bathroom to brush my teeth. More like attempting to rush, ignoring the good soreness I was feeling.

I hear his laugh before he comes into the bathroom. He picks me up and puts me on the counter before also going to brush his teeth. I sigh, loving the silent and peaceful morning.

After brushing our teeth, I turn to look at him. "Good Morning loverboy."

"Good morning Trésor." He smiles, I lean and kiss him. A soft and tender kiss turns more passionately, the taste of mint mixing in our mouth.

He picks me up slowly, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me back to the bedroom. His hand is on my back, securing me as he lowers me onto the bed. I moan into the kiss, enjoying the sensation as he brings his left hand on my waist pushing me down on the bed.

His lips leave my lips as he makes his way down to my neck, sucking on the bruised part from last night. I moan his name, feeling a bit too sensitive and still a little exhausted from last night.

"Let me get a bath ready for you," He says, getting off of me and making his way to the bathroom. I follow him, seating on the counter.

He kneels as he prepares the bath, checking the temperature every so often, adding salt, oil, and everything else while I try my hardest to not look at his back.

The way it flex all naturally and how it was bruised, and all scratched up, turned me on. I bit my lips and closed my legs, remembering the events from the night before.

Ten orgasms. I'll keep my mouth shut next time and just listen.

"You look very handsome Amour," I complimented as he lower me into the bath. I smile noticing the red on his ears. "Join me,"

He nods taking off his shorts and joining behind me. We stay silent, enjoying each other's presence for a while before I speak up.

"So about last night?" I say quietly, putting my head on his chest.

"You were wonderful, the sounds of your moans were music to my ears." He praises, his hand edging up my inner thigh. I hold back and moan and pull away from his chest to face him.

"That's not what I was talking about, I'm talking about my freedom." He lets out a sigh and his face turns to stone.

"I can't give it to you the way you want it, Trésor,"

"Why not?'

"I won't always be free to take you wherever you need, so unless you want to stay in the house majority of the time you need a bodyguard," He reasons, and I say nothing. "You and I both know that you don't want to be stuck in the house, and I don't want that for you either. I want you to have your freedom."