Chapter 21: Diogo

I lock her in the room and walk away, climbing the flight of stairs to my rooftop retreat. I must leave her, or I'll turn back around, go in there and fuck my little wife into submission. She's more tempting than I ever realized. Touching her electrifies every part of me. It's as though I'm discovering a dormant side to myself, but it responds only to her. I want to hold her, dominate her, protect her. I want to keep her with me at all costs.

And her response to me. Fuck, I never imagined what a heady aphrodisiac a woman's response could be. Sex was always just sex. It felt good, but for the most part it was unnecessary to my goals. But with Taran, I feel different. She's her own brand of beautiful, inside and out. And when she's next to me, taking my kisses and returning them eagerly, I lose my head.