Page 60 of Wilde Shorts

His face softened into a kind of tenderness. I felt like his beloved treasure when he looked at me like that. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be his partner, the man he loved. Because even just being in bed with him for this one night was incredible and made me feel cherished and invincible.

I squeezed my eyes for a split second when the stretch became uncomfortable, and he immediately stopped.

“Breathe, sweetheart.”

I reached up to cup his face. He was so sweet, so kind. “It’s fine. Keep going.” I wrapped my legs around him to pull him in.

When he started moving again, he leaned in to kiss me. His tongue entered my mouth right when his dick pressed past my gland and shot fireworks through my body.

“Good god, do that again,” I begged. “Oh god. Arthur, fuck.”

He thrust into me with increasing speed as I cried out and clutched at him.

“Tu est mon fantasme devenu réalité.”

You are my fantasy come to life.

His voice barely made it into my ears, but when it did, I heard the affectionate tone and knew he had a heart. I felt both owned and cared for at the same time.

“Arthur,” I cried as he pegged my gland again. My cock was rockhard and leaking all over my stomach. As soon as I cried out his name, he reached for me and began stroking me off in time with his thrusts. It felt so fucking good.

“Ah fuck.Fuck.” I gasped and came in warm shots all over his hand and my own stomach. The shocks of pleasure throughout my body stole my breath, but when I finally sucked in some air, I heard Arthur grunt before calling my name.

After his climax, Arthur locked eyes with me, pinning me with his intense stare. We were both still gasping for breath, but it seemed like something was shifting between us. It hadn’t felt like an anonymous quick fuck to me.

I’d gone into this hoping to get laid. But now… now I wanted to stay the night with him, to curl up against his sexy, strong body and sleep in the protection of his arms.

I drew an index finger along his jaw. “You… that… I don’t know what to say.”

Please don’t make me go.

Arthur continued to study me for a beat before speaking. “I have not had enough of you, ma crevette. You will need to stay with me until I have.”

But he never did.

So when Felix and Lio announced the following morning they wanted to have kids sooner rather than later and made a joke about hiring me as their nanny, it didn’t seem like such a joke. It seemed like fate.

Which is how I ended up staying with Arthur forever.