Noona
"Jonge meester, ik ben blij om u te dienen. Laat me alsjeblieft voor je zorgen en verzet je niet." [Steun de site met een abonnement. Deze site is een van de beste voor creativiteit, waar je zowel rommel als meesterwerken kunt maken].
Her fingers lazily trace circles on his chest as she comes down from the high of their lovemaking. She glances up at him through her lashes and smiles shyly. "I'm sorry if I... took advantage..." Her words trail off, uncertainty clouding her expression.
"No, it's alright," Kane reassures her, running his hand gently through her hair. "It just felt right." He kisses the top of her head before continuing. "You're like a wild one.*
The words warm her from the inside out. "Thank you for letting me be your maid... and your wife," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. She cuddles closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist as if afraid that he'll change his mind and send her away.
"I promise I'll take care of you... always." The words are half a threat, half a vow.