He helps me take off my clothes, and me his.
"You're so beautiful", he tells me and I sense every fibre of my body come alive at his words. At the newly found and developed love we have confessed for each other.
Seeing him laid out bare for me makes me feel alive. He's on top of me as I feel his hands explore my neck down to my breasts, kissing all the soft and sensitive spots. Savouring every part of my body as I struggle to remain in control.
"Lucien."
"Say it again."
"I love you, Lucien."
"I love you too Cyrene", he says as he plunges in. In and out moving in sync, but it feels different this time. Raw and untamed passion and love. Our souls intertwining with each other, becoming one and the same.
I moan his name as I claw at his back, unable to control myself at the level of love I'm experiencing.
"All for me?", he whispers devilishly and I can't help but think he's one upped me in this game we play.
My hand works down his abs to find the length of him, stroking it slowly, already hard. "All this for me?", I tease back.
He grins at me, shifting and pulling me back onto his lap. Eye to eye, holding his face savouring every detail of his perfectly sculpted body.
"I'm so happy I met you", I say.
"Me too", he says with a kiss so passionate it would awake stars.
"There will never be anyone else but you for me", he admits.
"Me too."
"Ever", he states.
"Ever", I promise back.
And it's enough, in this moment of just us two, it is enough for me. From all the conversations and arguments and laughter and tears, in this moment, it is all worth it. Worth every second for this man who I have grown to love so deeply it is painful and terrifying. But there is no pain I wouldn't go through for him. Nothing I would not relive to be here with him, to have this purely electrifying moment with Lucien.
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Lucien's alarm goes off at 6am and I suddenly remember it's Thursday and we're both at work.
"Shit", he mumbles as he tries to wake himself up.
"Five more minutes," I beg, snuggling closer into him instead of getting up.
"I have a board meeting today. I can't be late."
"Boring", I say as he kisses my forehead.
"Come on, let's get dressed and have some breakfast before we have to leave", he says.
"Can you check if any of my clothes from yesterday have dried?"
"You should really have some more clothes here. Especially now that you'll be staying over more", he announces.
"Will I now?"
"Of course. Now that I have you, don't think for one moment I'll let you go." I look at him and smile, my heart full.
"I love you."
"I love you too." he promises with a kiss.
"Come on, get dressed, I need to shower."
"I have a better idea", I tease.
"Oh yeah? What is it?", he smirks.
"WE need to shower."
"I like this idea too", he says and before I know it, I'm back in Lucien's arm being taken to the bathroom.
I kiss him on the short walk over and don't stop. Even as we strip off each other's minimal clothing and step into the shower together. My back against the cold tiles of the shower, Lucien in front, one hand under me and the other turning the shower on. Fuck I love a man who can multitask.
I feel the heat of the water pour over us as we continue to get lost within one another.
"20 minutes", he breathes out, "max."
"I don't need that long when I'm with you", I say in between kisses as I feel the length of him get hard beneath my waist, slowly making its way in.
"Lucien", I breath out, completely under his power.
I wrap my hands around his neck tighter and hold on as we start going back and forth.
"You make me forget myself", he admits, "I'm free when I'm with you."
"Me too", I sigh back.
In the distance I hear a second round of alarms going off.
"My 6:30 one", I clarify to Lucien.
"Better wrap this up", he smirks.
After another 20 minutes in the shower, we both get ready and leave without breakfast so I can stop at my place for a change of clothes.
Dad doesn't question anything when I come in with Lucien but just smiles and gives him a pat on the back. It warms my heart.
I quickly change into a new pair of black trousers and cream shirt that I had ironed last weekend and apply some light makeup, conscious of the fact that Lucien has meetings for this morning.
After another 15 minutes at mine, we're out and on the way to the office.
"Do we tell Reid and Abbi?"
"What?", I ask in confusion as I turn to look at Lucien.
"About us?" he clarifies.
"I think they already know."
"Really?"
"Well, Reid is a bit dopey sometimes, but I wouldn't be surprised if Abbi has figured it out."
"Interesting."
"Sorry, but men are a bit slow in general."
"Funny", he says sarcastically.
I laugh, "I'm being serious, but yes, if you would like too, you can".
"I would love to introduce the whole world to my girlfriend, just so they know that she's off limits", he says as he takes my hand from my lap and gives it a kiss, holding onto it for the rest of the journey as he drives.
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The 18th Floor
RomanceLooking for a job isn't easy, especially when 26-year-old Cyrene is in a wheelchair. Graduating from uni late and trying to enter the industry, Cyrene is finding out how hard life can be, not to mention how unaccommodating some employers have been u...
