270: FELT LIKE PARADISE ARIEL’S POV “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Luke smirked, his eyes fixed on me. I chuckled and gestured towards the stove. “I believe you’re not blind. Look what we made.” He widened his eyes a little as he saw the stack of pancakes on the table. “Wow, those look amazing. What did you guys make?” “Pancakes with fresh berries and whipped cream. Duh.” His face broke into a wide smile as he took a bite of the pancake. “Mmm, these are really good. But you know, I can do better.” I raised an eyebrow at him, playfully challenging him. “Oh really? I’d like to see you try. “Sorry, miss, but I have better things to do right now.” “Oh great, then you shouldn’t have come here and talked sh*t in the first place.” “How rude is that?” It “It’s not as rude as you telling me that my pancakes are terrible,” I said, giving him a plastic smile. “No way. I complimented your food. I just said mine were better.” “Indirectly insulting my abilities, how nice is that?” Janice giggled and suddenly got up from the table, carrying a plate of pancakes. “Well, I’ll leave you two to fight over who’s the best cook. I’m just going to go enjoy my pancakes in peace.” Luke and I watched as Janice walked out of the kitchen with a smug look. We couldn’t help but laugh at her antics. “It looks like we have a little food critic on our hands,” Luke chuckled, wrapping his arms around me. “I guess so,” I replied, snuggling into his embrace. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “But you know, I still think my pancakes are better.” 1 I playfully pushed him away. ‘Oh, please, don’t start now.” And just as we were about to continue our argument, Luke leaned in and kissed my lips, effectively silencing me. I couldn’t help but laugh and melt into his embrace. “So, what do you want to do now?” He asked softly, smiling at me. 2NE PARADE “I don’t know. Your call,” He smiled silly, turning his eyes upward. “How about we go to my room?” “You want us to go to your room?” “Of course. Anything wrong with that?” “No, no, there’s nothing wrong,” I answered promptly. “Glad you acknowledged that. You are my wife, after all.” I couldn’t help but laugh, and before I knew it, Luke carried me in his arms. “Woah, easy, easy,” I told him loudly, laughing. He laughed as well, turning me around several times. “Okay, okay, stop. You’re going to make us feel dizzy,” I told him, still laughing. I couldn’t control it. Luke took me out of the kitchen and straight to his bedroom. Janice was just enjoying her breakfast and didn’t even care to glance at us as we walked past her. Luke dropped me on the bed. My heart was beating faster, and my body was buzzing with desire. He leaned in and kissed my lips again, his hands gently running through my hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Our kiss became more intense and passionate as if we were trying to convey all our love and desire for each other through it. His lips moved down to my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses. I let out a soft moan, my fingers digging into his back. He pulled away for a moment; his eyes locked with mine, and I could see the love and longing in them. He slowly took off his shirt without breaking eye contact, revealing his toned chest and abs. I couldn’t help but admire his body, my hands running over his chest and down his back. And then he showered me with passionate kisses. I could feel his lips trailing down my neck as I wrapped my hands around his. Every moment with him felt like paradise, a universe full of joy and love. I was completely under his sway, enamored with his love, and lost in the passion he sparked inside of me. Lying back on the bed, he grabbed my waist and brought his face closer to mine, his blue eyes fixed on me. I could feel his lips craving mine and his body yearning for mine just as much as! yearned for mine. We were both lost in each other’s gaze, waiting for the right moment to give in to our desires. Unable to resist any longer, I grabbed his face and started kissing him roughly. His lips were magnificent, and I wanted them so much. But then he took over, matching my pace as our tongues danced together. We were both in a state of pure pleasure, our intense passion 270 FELT LIKE FARADISE enhancing every moment. My breath hitched as I felt his hand slide under my dress, reaching for my pants. I moaned softly into his mouth as he continued to kiss me, his fingers now inside my pants. His kisses moved down to my neck, sucking on it like a vampire, while my hands tangled in his hair, savoring his divine touch. His touch was unlike anything I had ever felt before, and I never wanted to feel anyone else’s. Was he some kind of god, like Poseidon, causing me to become so wet that I felt like I was drowning? But it was a sea of happiness, filled with amusement and comfort. He was a master at this, and I was lucky to have him. He removed my dress, showering me with as many kisses as he did. His head moved down to my breasts, where he softly bit my nipple, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned softly, unable to control myself. He used his hands to press both of my breasts together, sucking on them slowly and gently. My moans became louder as he continued to please me, unable to resist his touch. I watched as he took off my pants, tossing them away. His fingers worked their magic on my moistened vagina, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I couldn’t help but release moans of delight, my hands reaching down to hold onto his. He grabbed my fingers and kissed them, giving them a gentle peck. And then I felt his lips slowly making their way down to my womanhood. He twirled his tongue on my genitals, causing me to release a little bit of fluid. As he continued to eat me out, my moans became louder and louder. He was relentless, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy and back again. He kept the intensity going, his warm touches and passionate moments igniting electricity within me. It was like I was made of titanium and silver, with joy and sensitivity flowing through me like gold, purified and amplified. Every touch of his lips brought me to a state of pure pleasure, opening the doors to ecstasy and taking me on a journey that I never wanted to end. My moans grew louder as Luke continued to please me, his movements becoming faster and more intense. I couldn’t resist any longer, and I released my sticky fluid. He swallowed everything down before removing his lips from my drenched vagina. As he approached my face, he climbed onto my lap and lavished me with slow, passionate kisses. As we intimately touched, the sensation of my own liquid on his lips was accompanied by his groin gently rocking against my vulva.
