"You don't want me..." I breathed, selfishly leaning into his touch. But I quickly pull away.
"I'm different and so not your type," I muttered, looking everywhere else but at him. He frowns slightly, eyes simmering.
"God, Anna." He exhaled, cool bre...
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MICHAEL
The morning sun casts the perfect light into the room. I open my eyes. I haven't slept this good in forever, probably because my wife slept in my old bed on the other side of the city. Staring at the graceful woman before me. Tucked under the covers. Bare and naked.
I slowly rub my eyes, adjusting to the bright room. Anna's slow breathing fills the space and all I can do is watch her and try to come up with a good reason why I deserve her. The sun rays seep in, and bounce off her soft golden brown skin, casting a beautiful glow.
She is perfect in every way. And last night was beyond pristine.
Her back pressed firmly into me. The round ass she possesses rubs against my length and I suppress a groan. Heat rushing through my body, awakening the desire to have her again.
She stir's, moving around a little. I watch her, as her eyes slowly flutter open. Silk lashes, the most alluring grace even the bright sun rays couldn't be compared to how bright she glowed. A moment passes as i lay quietly watching her. she rubs her eyes to adjusts to the bright room, and as soon as she was wide awake She hurriedly scoots backwards, barreling into my chest . A frown threatens to break the calm constraint I had on.
"Hey there beautiful, '' my arms reach out to her. She turns her body towards me offering me a smile, but the trepidation flowing through her eyes was still evident.
"Morning," she sighs with contempt. Burrowing herself, deeper into my chest hiding away from the door.
She's still flustered by the fucking incident.
I clench my jaws, looking over her face. Beautiful caramel orbs. "Did you sleep okay?" I cup her cheeks, moving a braided strand away from her face. She gives me an adorable nod, as she almost tries to put herself under me. She's just...so pure.
"Anna."
"uh huh?" She looks up at me, Her voice came out innocently ,and My heart flips over a few times at the sight of her.
"Wanna go house hunting?" I give her a smile, not wanting to come off seriously so she would open up to me instead of trying to hide it. Ever since my mother told me she couldn't sleep nor be by herself, I've never hated myself more for allowing her to go through something like that.
A quick sense of realization flows in her eyes, but she doesn't let it stay. The need to always be strong for herself. Never depending on anyone, because that's all she knows. My little raven. But I want to change that. She has me. I want to give her the whole world and what's beyond it. I want her to be able to lean on me. Rely on the people who love her, without thinking she's being a burden.
Last week, when I left her by herself in the kitchen, it was on purpose-i wanted to give her the space to slowly adjust but then She just kept staring at the door that leads to our garage. Fidgeting a little, even though she was trying to busy herself with dishing up our dinner.
