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I placed my hand on my hip. “If you want independent children, then their mom also has to be independent, Paul.”

Paul talked about Darling, but he wanted to keep me tucked away from life, too. In some ways, he’d gotten better, but this was just as important.

He took a deep breath and went quiet, and I waited. “You’re right, Nadia. I guess I forget how precious love can be. It makes you want to hold on tight.”

I hugged his waist. “I’m not going anywhere, Paul.”

“Okay, I’ll try to compromise. But we start with professional driving lessons.”

I pressed my lips to his. “Thank you.”

He handed me the helmet, and I climbed on the back.

My head was against his back as he moved us down the steep heels of the mountainside.

And I took it all in to add to my dreams.

Paul kissed me awake. “Nadia, come have a bath with me.”

I rubbed my eyes. “Okay, but what time is it?”

“Time to get up.” He was already in good humor, and if he woke me early, then I knew there was another trip he had planned. He pulled the covers back, and I crawled out, padded to the bathroom, and slowed. The room had a beautiful view of the mountains and lake, already bright with the morning sun. The sunken tub was drawn and had flower petals and foam on the surface. The fragrant blooms infused the air, and I had Paul all to myself, making it perfect in every way.

“This is beautiful, Paul.” He went in first and helped me into the water. The flowers reminded me of walking through the garden in Versailles, filled with jasmine, daffodils, narcissus, tulips, and roses. It was exquisite. Paul and I should go together. That was what I thought of everywhere. Everything was better shared with the man I love.

Paul lifted my hair and twisted it into a messy bun, tying it with a hair tie he must have left for me. He kissed my neck and shoulders and gave them a gentle massage. He lathered a sponge and washed my back, and his hands followed, branding his touch on my skin. It was possessive, but it was Paul. He thought of me as his and made me believe it, too. I was his from the very start.

I took the sponge and started to wash him. “Bath time’s your favorite time?” I teased, since it was something he told me the first time I bathed in front of him. Only then, he was more concerned about barriers.

“As I remember it, you were upset because you wanted me to take your virginity.”

“You were all over me; I was too turned-on to wait.”

“Oh, I loved that. When I came, the only thing I could think about was fucking you again.”

The memories flowed between us, and Paul took the sponge away. Our gazes fused and our attraction charged the air. His blue eyes were darkened by desire and bore in with intensity, and my skin burned with anticipation and want. He cupped between my legs, and my sex clenched. My hips started moving against his fingers. I turned and gripped his cock, stroking it from root to tip. My eyes closed, and I savored the weight and thickness, knowing how good it was going to feel. I opened my eyes again, and Paul was staring at me. He kissed me hard and grunted into my mouth, heightening my craving for him to fill me once again.

We couldn’t get out of the tub fast enough.

Paul climbed on top of me on the tile floor, and I wrapped my legs around him. He didn’t hesitate as he thrust his cock in. We both moaned, and Paul whispered, “It’s yours. Take it.”

I grabbed his ass hard. “Never…never take it out.”

“I won’t, baby; it’s all yours.” He ground his cock in balls-deep and hot passion filled my veins. My willing body begged for more.

Our shallow breaths filled my ears, and my body clenched around his thick cock as it caressed me. I could feel that sweet edge of climax within reach, and I tensed to hold on, to savor the ecstatic pumps inside of me. “Ohh, my love.”

“Fuck,” he grunted. Paul took me harder; his relentless plunges shattered my resistance, rocketing me to orgasm. My body shook, my inner walls gripped him tight, and he shuddered and let out a reverent moan. “Ohh, Nadia.”

“Ohh, Paul. Only you, my love. Only you,” I called out as I writhed against him. His body tensed in my arms, and he came with a roar, pouring into me as I held on to him. He collapsed in my arms, and I savored the weight. “Stay. Please. I need you.”

“Mmm.” Paul hummed and pressed his lips to mine, sliding his tongue with a tenderness against my own. I felt his heart in our close press, beating fast, beating for me. He was all mine.

He kept himself in until he grew soft inside me. He rolled over, propped himself up on his arm, and gave me a look that vibrated in my heart. A look of a thousand dreams and each one starts with him.

We finished cleaning up and dried off. When we returned to the bedroom, there were fresh sheets and a box with a ribbon on the bed.

I shook my head at him. “We have an agreement. No gifts without giving me a chance to get something for you.”

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