When he noticed the distant look I had in my eyes,it was as if he remembered the heated passion we had last night.A muscle ticked in my jaw as I had flashes of the previous night as well.
He had brutally worn me out and even though it was a tad bit painful,I was basking in the euphoria of pleasure.He made me feel good.From the light kisses plastered on my face,to the trail of kisses from the nape of my neck,down to my cunt.
He drilled me harder and he knew that he made me crazy when it came to sex.Heck,I was still a little bit sore down there.A satisfied laughter brought me out of my reverie.
"Thinking of skipping work?"He asked.
I slowly opened my eyes to find him already dressed,sitting on the bed,his hand on my waist,exuding confidence and authority.
"All I want is for us to get married,"I said,stifling a yawn with the back of my palm."That's what I want."
I could see him fold his hand into a fist,like he was annoyed or something.
"Darling,I think you're quite mistaken,"he said,his voice low and menacing.He brought his lips close to mine and kissed me roughly,his lips biting mine.