Chapter 159

He believed this one was different; her thoughts were peaceful and steady, like deep water; she was someone who might just understand, or perhaps it didn't matter because he sensed a glimmer of hope.

"Milady, I've wanted to kiss you all the time since the first time I saw you; there's something absolutely amazing about you." He said something faintly. He knew something was wrong since he didn't know this woman, they had just met, he didn't do this type of thing, he hadn't fucked or been intimate in years, and he didn't do this kind of thing. He couldn't help himself, though.

When she answered his kisses, she too acted as if she hadn't seen him in years. There was something about her that he couldn't explain: the passion in her kisses, the way she held him, her perfume, those eyes, the familiarity. He was certain she knew him too, and whether this was a dream or a memory, he knew he needed her.

While still kissing him, she began to untie his tunic. She dragged his cloak ou