Chapter 34 : Quiet

Erik’s POV

I liked this.

Poppy in the dark, unable to see how flushed I was, but I could see how worked up she was getting at my words. Her throat felt soft in my fist and I debated whether or not I should give it a little squeeze just to get another mouthwatering gasp out of her.

The past few days, I’d put off fucking her again. Not because I didn’t want to. I definitely did. From the moment I woke up next to her, wearing that sexy satin chemise, her hair tied in a marital braid. My cuff on her arm. I’d fuck her every morning when we woke up.

After meals, she’d be my dessert.

Between meetings, I’d have her bent over any surface so I could watch her breath fog the polish on the desk when she came.

I’d have her while we bathed.

And I’d be the last thing she felt before she fell asleep.

Then we’d wake up and do it all over again.