Book 3: A Taste of Heaven

Eros's POV

I deposited Anacá on the bed and closed the bedroom door. I was sure she could hear my heart pounding in my chest. This was a moment I had been waiting for since the day I married her. We hadn’t even taken a step ahead in our relationship when I ruined everything.

This time, I wouldn’t repeat that mistake. I would take one step at a time with her. She had already permitted me to touch her, and I would live up to her expectations. I would cherish her and gently worship every inch of her body. I would aim to please her rather than seek my fulfillment. I wanted her to drown in my lovemaking and crave me the way I craved her.

“Come here, Eros!” Her sweet and breathy whisper made my d*ck harden with need.

I reached her in three long strides and lay down beside her. “Can I take off your clothes? I want to see you again, Anacá. It has been ages since I saw you. I want to kiss every inch of your body and brand my name on your skin.”