“And so do I, Caspian.” Anastasia slid her thin fingers along Caspian’s tough shoulder and gently rested her palm on his neck. She looked into his deep red eyes and whispered back to him, “I love you too.”
Caspian smiled softly upon hearing his wife’s sweet confession. His gaze softened when he saw his wife smiling back at him. Her smile was as bewitching as always. And he couldn’t help but lean down again to taste the sweet nectar of his wife’s mouth. He could never get enough of that taste.
His lips eagerly dove in to claim his wife’s plump and moist lips. The gentle jabs from his wife’s lips were enough to burn the fire of desire in his heart.
“Mmph…” he let out a throaty moan in his wife’s mouth and closed his eyes. The images of the structure of his wife’s lips danced in his head as he traced the texture of her lips with the tip of his tongue.
“Mmm…”
