Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds ✔️

19. Absolutely

Kiara Reynolds

We had our dinner in silence and kept the plates outside the room once we were done.

Neither of us talked after what happened or better yet what didn't happen. Did I want him to kiss me? Probably, yes. Am I going to talk about it? Probably, no.

Daniel went into the the bathroom to get changed. In the meantime, I took out the clothes I intend to wear tomorrow. After 5 minutes I heard the bathroom door open. As I turned around, I saw my husband coming out with just a pair of grey sweatpants.

His well defined, Greek God like body was on full display and I tried my best not to stare at it like some creep. His eight pack abs looks mouthwatering and all I wanted to do in that particular moment was roam my hands over them. We have been married for roughly a month and it happens rarely that I see him shirtless. He always is fully dressed when he comes out of either the closet or the bathroom.

My eyes seemed to drink in his half-naked form and I didn't even realise when he started approaching me or when he was so close to me that I had to tilt my neck a bit to look up at his handsome face.

A blush covered my cheeks at being caught. I was shamelessly starring at my husband which although I am allowed to, but is a bit unusual for me. I looked down at my feet and my hair made a veil for me. I felt Daniel's finger on my face as he tucked those loose ends of my hair behind my ear. Then, his index finger and thumb gripped my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

They are even more beautiful when looked at, from such short distance. They were dominantly blue but had freckles of grey in them. His eyes even had a hint of green swimming in them but all I could see right now was affection and care, and a bit of lust, if I'm not mistaken.

"You can look at me all you want, coraźon. Only you can." His deep, husky voice whispered near my ear and I gripped his shoulders with both my hands. It was an attempt to keep myself standing since my knees had started to feel like jelly and I felt as if I would fall down at any moment.

His hands snaked around my waist which kept me in place but also bought me much closer to his body than before. His eyes raked up and down my body, his blue eyes getting a shade darker. He practically trapped me between his arms and his chest, and leaned further in. He bought his lips to my ears and huskily whispered, "Your innocent brown eyes makes me want to do things to you."

He made sure his lips lightly grazed my earlobe with each word that came out of that beautiful mouth of his, very well knowing what effect his words had on me.

He lightly cupped the other side of my face and raked his nose down my exposed neck. He showered light pepper kisses on my neck slowly, all the while sending shivers down my spine. He kissed the spot where my neck met my shoulder and lightly bit there. A small gasp escaped my mouth. I tilted my head on a side to give him further access to my skin. He licked the spot where he previously had placed a kiss and then blew on it.

This was pure torture and he knew it.

He continued placing kisses on my neck and I was melting under his touch to say the least. He bought his lips up to my ear once again and whispered, "Let's just sleep. Only God knows how I'm controlling myself from devouring your lips, right now."

He placed a last lingering kiss on my jaw before withdrawing himself from me. I internally frowned at the loss of the heat. He was about to unwrap his hands from around me but I was quick. I gathered his hair in a fist and neared my face to him further more. I stood on my tiptoes and looked him in the eye.

"Kiss me." Was all he need to firmly re-wrap his arms around me and crash his lips on mine. His soft lips were moving furiously against mine and his hands were travelling up and down my back, giving me chills. I tried my best to kiss him with equal fervour but failed. I let him take control, eventually.

His one hand reached my butt, cupping it which resulted in a small gasp from my side. He skilfully entered his tongue in my mouth, roaming every corner of it. I started kissing him back once again and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him more closer to me, if that's possible.

He picked my up and placed me on the bed. He hovered over me and kissed me once again before his hands found the end of my pj shirt.

"Are you sure about this coraźon?" He questioned and instead of answering I bought my face near his and kissed him.

"Absolutely." I replied and that was all the assurance he needed.

A/N: They did make love in this chapter. I'm not gonna write the scenes in detail. You guys have pretty nice imagination yourself so go ahead and fantasise about it however you want.

QOTD: Would you rather, have 10 million dollars, right now or meet the love of life, right now?