Chapter 14

Mahogany locks tangled in his palm, flowed through his fingers like silk, sweet serene scent enchanting like a mermaid song sang a melodious tune in his ears as those beautiful pouty lips that seemed to be glazed with red cherry molded with his mouth bruising his lips. She sat on his stomach looking at him with those wide wild irises of hers that were so devastating yet dazzling like the sun itself.

“Aurora...” he pleaded again with some of those desperate groans escaping his lips. She was making him serve her and he with his hands bound with the silk ribbon that had escaped her hair earlier while he was laying there without an ounce of control, desperate and longing for her love.

She was his fairy, his goddess and love. She was the light that shined the brightest in his life.

“Hector…Hector, don’t cry.” Warm fragile palm covered his cheeks with those pretty porcelain fingers wiping his tears.

“It’s going to be fine, pleasure is not a sin, and you are not dir