Even as a rich and handsome billionaire, Ferdinand was honest and jovial in his dealings, faithful and loyal to the love of his life, Elena, until he was stabbed by the very one with whom he shared his life with. Framed as the offender, he struggled to live through a life of betrayal until he met Claudia, who also had a revenge plot to execute on her ex-boyfriend. They both, seeing the sweet tension growing between them, are tied in a place of whether or not to love again. Read on to see how their situation brings a bond that can never be imagined.
Chapter 1 TOO HOT TO HANDLE!
In the quiet, early hours of the morning, a single drop of rain tapped rhythmically on the metal gutter outside Ferdinand's window, the only sound piercing the stillness. His eyes flickered open, the dull ache of his dreams fading into the shadows of his dimly lit room. He stretched, his muscular body arching beneath the soft cotton sheets, and glanced at the clock. Its red digits taunted him, a silent reminder that his day was about to begin.
"Mmm," his wife, Elena, murmured from beside him, her bare shoulder peeking out from the covers. She rolled over, her hand landing on his firm chest. "Is it that time already?" Her voice was sleep-heavy, a gentle caress in the predawn air.
Ferdinand wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. "Just a few more minutes," he whispered, kissing the top of her head. He inhaled her scent, a warm, sweet fragrance that filled him with comfort.
Elena giggled softly, snuggling into his embrace. "You know what I want," she teased, her hand sliding down his torso to rest on his growing arousal.
He groaned, his eyes closing again. "And what's that?"
"To feel you inside me," she whispered, her breath tickling his neck. "It's been too long."
Ferdinand's body responded to her words, his heart rate quickening. He rolled over, his gaze locking onto hers. The desire in her eyes was unmistakable, a silent plea that sent a jolt of lust through him.
With a smoldering look, he reached over and slid the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, revealing her full, round breasts. He leaned in, capturing one of her pebbled nipples in his mouth, savoring the taste of her skin. She gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair, as he kissed his way down her body. The rain outside grew heavier, its rhythm mirroring the beating of his heart.
Her thighs parted eagerly for him, and he traced the delicate line of her inner thigh with his thumb. He felt the heat of her, the dampness of her arousal. His mouth watered as he hovered over her vagina, taking in her scent, intoxicating and rich.
"Please, Ferdinand," she begged, her voice a siren's call.
With a growl of need, he claimed her, his tongue delving into her wetness. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face. The storm outside grew in intensity, a perfect backdrop to the tempest building between their bodies.
Their love was a dance of passion, a silent symphony of touches and gasps. As the lightning flashed, their union grew more fervent, each stroke and caress a declaration of the fiery bond that united them. They were lost in the moment, the world outside forgotten.
The first light of dawn began to creep through the blinds, painting stripes of light across their tangled limbs. Ferdinand's hand slid up her body, his thumb circling her clit in time with his tongue's caress. Elena's breathing grew ragged, her body tightening around him.
"Oh, Ferdinand," she gasped, her voice a crescendo of pleasure. "I'm close."
He didn't stop, didn't slow, driving her to the brink. When she came, it was with a cry that melded with the thunder's roar. Her body convulsed, and he felt her release flood over his mouth. He pulled back, watching her face contort with ecstasy, feeling her pulse race beneath his fingertips.
Elena's eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him with a dazed smile. "I've missed this," she said, her voice filled with adoration.
Ferdinand kissed his way back up her body, his cock standing at full attention. "And I've missed you," he murmured, positioning himself at her entrance.
With a deep, needy sigh, she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in. The storm outside raged, but within the cocoon of their love, there was only peace and passion. They moved together, a dance as old as time itself. The slide of skin on skin, the mingling of their breaths, and the sound of the rain became a symphony of desire that surrounded them.
Ferdinand pushed into her with a gentle but firm pressure, feeling the warmth and tightness that only she could offer. Elena's eyes rolled back, her moan a sweet symphony in his ears. She was slick and welcoming, and he reveled in the feeling of being one with her.
Her nails dug into his back, urging him deeper. He complied, his strokes growing more powerful as the thunder echoed their passion. The lightning flashed again, and in its brief illumination, he watched the play of emotions on her face: pleasure, need, and a love so deep it took his breath away.
Her walls tightened around him, her body building towards another peak. He felt her tension, her need, and matched her rhythm, driving them both higher. The rain was a gentle crescendo, a sensual serenade accompanying their union.
Her orgasm washed over her in waves, and Ferdinand felt his climax building. He quickened his pace, the storm's crescendo mirroring their own. The lightning flashed again, and as it did, he watched the beauty of her face, the passion in her eyes, and knew that he was lost to her, forever and always.
Their movements grew more frantic, their breaths mingling in a heated dance. Elena's cries grew louder, more insistent, her body arching towards him. He felt the warmth of her release, and with a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of their home, he followed her over the edge.
As they lay there, their hearts pounding in sync with the rain's staccato beat, Ferdinand whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his hand stroking her damp hair. The storm outside had reached its peak, but the tempest inside them had only just begun.
Their bodies remained intertwined, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling through them. They shared a lazy, contented smile, knowing that the day ahead would be a mere intermission in the grand play of love that was their life.
The rain slowly tapered off, leaving behind a calm that filled the room. They lay there, basking in the glow of their shared passion, the new day's light now spilling in through the windows, a gentle reminder that life waited for them beyond the sanctuary of their bed. But for now, they were content to stay in this moment, in each other's arms, forever bound in the erotic embrace that had become their morning ritual.
Ferdinand pulled Elena closer, her head resting on his chest. He felt her breathing even out, the soft rise and fall of her breasts against him. He traced patterns on her skin with his fingertips, marveling at the softness of her flesh. Her eyes remained closed, a serene smile playing on her lips.
He leaned in and kissed her forehead, whispering, "Thank you for waking me up like this."
Elena giggled and opened her eyes. "It's the least I could do for my dashing knight," she said, her voice still thick with desire.
They shared a laugh, the tension of the night dissipating into the quiet of the morning. Ferdinand kissed her again, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke of his love and adoration. He felt her respond, her body melting into his once more.
Rising from the bed, he gently pulled her up with him, the sheets falling away to reveal their naked forms. He led her to the bathroom, where the scent of jasmine filled the steamy air. They stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over their bodies, washing away the evidence of their love.
Under the spray, they washed each other, tenderly caressing and exploring, as if discovering each other anew. The water sluiced over their skin, carrying away the last vestiges of the storm's intensity. They took their time, luxuriating in the feel of the water, the touch of each other's hands, and the gentle whispers of affection that filled the space between them.
As they stepped out, Ferdinand wrapped Elena in a towel, her skin pink from the heat. He took his own, drying off with a sense of satisfaction that went beyond the physical. They had conquered the night, claimed the dawn, and now faced the day as one.
Chapter 1 TOO HOT TO HANDLE!
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Chapter 2 THE GILDED CAGE
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Chapter 3 BITTER SWEET LOVE
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Chapter 4 MY WORLD
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Chapter 5 THE IDEA
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Chapter 6 A SLEEK MOVE
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Chapter 7 I WAS STABBED!
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Chapter 8 NARROW
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Chapter 9 I M LETTING GO
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Chapter 10 BEYOND REPAIR
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Chapter 11 STRANGE, BUT NOT SO STRANGE
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Chapter 12 WHAT IS LURKING
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Chapter 13 SAME OLD FEATHER
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Chapter 14 CHANGE NEVER!
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Chapter 15 LAY OFF THE SNAKE!
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Chapter 16 SWEET COMEBACK
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Chapter 17 TURNED TIDE
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Chapter 18 WRONG THREAT!
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