Behind The Mask

Chapter 32

Anouk’s POV

I could jump his bones this very second….He’s all naked, aroused and looks like a Greek god with his wet hair sticking to his face and shoulders…The male version of Aphrodite born from the foam of the ocean….Get the picture? And I know I want nothing else than to feel him inside me, filling me up completely…But I want him to really crave me….to give me his unrestrained passion. I don’t want to simply fall helplessly in his arms. I want him to know that I’m his, but not for the taking, but for conquering every single day.

I slither out of his arms and splash him with water.

“You’re cutting to the chase so quickly? I mean…no serenades under the moonlight? Not even the smallest attempt to romance me out of my panties?” I smirk.

“Girl, you took off your panties of your own accord. I never asked you to…”

Mmm….he wants to play, too. I love playful Michael. He’s got a wild imagination.

“So…you wouldn’t object if I put them back on?”

“If you manage to reach them….”

I look at the shore, a mere 10 feet away.

“Really? You have a very poor opinion of my swimming skills…”

I start a leisure crawl across the pool, but without any warning two strong hands grab my ankles and I take a most ungraceful mouthful of water.

“Hey! That’s called sabotage!”

“No, baby. It’s called: you’re not going anywhere from here till I say so.”

He pulls me back and spins me around in a swift move that leaves me a little dizzy. I steady myself with my hands on his nicely shaped biceps.

“You’re not going anywhere” he repeats in a whisper and his lips leave butterfly kisses all over my face.

“I feel like you rule my whole world…sometimes I want to…I want to see if I can get away from this incredible force…”

“No, you can’t. I told you – I want to be the centre of your Universe…I cannot love in parts…only fully and completely. So I want all of you…”

He gently lowers me down on a sunken seat and keeps me prisoner in that small enclosure, his arms and body like a living cage enveloping me.

“I need you, Nooki…It’s something deeply organic, like air and food…I need to know you are a part of me and who I am…You grew onto me like a skin graft and I cannot think of not being with you…And I don’t like words…I don’t want to give you words….I’m giving you me…all of me…”

And this is officially the most romantic, seductive thing I’ve heard in my life and I don’t wanna play games anymore.

I reach his chest and trail the patterns of discolorations and darker patches with my fingertips.

“Your skin is not ruined, Michael…You’re a tiger who earned his stripes. You’re the alpha male and every teenage girl and woman in this world feels it. Do you see those vines winding around that solid tree? This is what I am to you…I’m a vine and I can only see the sun when I’m wrapped around you and you lift me up to the skies. Show me the sun, Michael!”

His eyes grow darker and filled with lust. It is this dangerous pose which turns my knees to jelly and makes my insides quiver. He’s pure sex and desire and there are no more restraints and inhibitions left in his perfect, statuesque body.

His mouth crashes over mine and I welcome the invasion with a deep moan. He owns me in every way now, his rough, passionate kiss makes me helpless and I touch him feverishly, feeling his smooth skin and the male force of his muscles moving fluidly under my fingers as he lowers his body to mine. The cool, flowing water creates a small vortex between our bodies and little wavelets crash against my back as I reach up to claim his mouth again in a kiss. Those large warm hands of his are kneading my breasts, his thumbs rubbing softly against my hard nipples and I feel the jolt of pleasure running down to my womanhood.