Kissing Lucy!*

"Don't get close to other men. I don't like it."

'What did he say?' Lucy's numb brain failed to understand his words clearly.

Her heart was throbbing in her chest when she sensed his face was moving closer to hers.

He came near her and kept his head on her right neck, inhaling her fragrance. His hot breath hit her cold skin where she subconsciously gave him more access while turning her head to the right.

In between, she has bitten her lower lip from not growling at this position.

"I meant what I said, Lucy. Don't get close to other men except me. I'm your husband, remember this. You are my wife...only mine." Davis once again repeated his words but Lucy didn't know how she was still standing on her legs.

Each word was like a flower blooming in her heart. When she had earlier listened to his words, she considered that nothing else could excite her more than the thought of getting pregnant.

But she was wrong.