บท 186: Finally, Mine

~ DAVID ~

I couldn't stop kissing her, couldn't stop tasting her beautiful mouth. But Zara was far more focused on undressing me, her fingers flying down the buttons of my shirt, then pulling it wide and sliding her hands under it to the rounds of my shoulders, then deliciously stroking down my arms.

I was forced to let her go to let the jacket drop to the floor, but it was well worth losing that contact for a moment, because she broke the kiss to look at me, her eyes wide and delighted as she stroked hands all over my chest and shoulders. 

"Husband… my husband…" she whispered, awed. "How fucking cool is that?" she laughed, then pulled me back into the kiss.

I was touched, and let my fingers play along the line of her jaw as we kissed, using fingertips tenderly along her skin.

And then it was my turn to be struck by the moment. 

She tried to deepen the kiss, but I pulled back just far enough to meet her eyes.