You Are My Wife

He held her placed on the bed. Her soft body bounced a bit and the roses started to fall all over. Before she could understand, what happened. He hovered over her and looked into her eyes sinisterly.

". "It is too hot. I am feeling hot." she accepted with a sigh when he paused. He looked at the red mark he had made in her skin.

Her skin was really tender and easy to get wounded. How much he wanted to make a lot of marks there but he forced himself and looked at her again.

He opened his eyes and gazed down to see that her lids had dropped. A faint pucker of concentration had formed at the bridge of her nose. He brushed his thumbs lightly across her nipples. They were hard as flower buds. She gasped, and her lips parted. 

Her breasts settled deeper into his hands, and he realized he had been so involved with her mouth that he had forgotten to explore other parts of her body.