CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

DIANA

Bryan's body frame against mine sends a rush through me, it feels strong and fierce, two things that I am not, there's so much difference in the ways we explore each other, and I so gladly take delight in our differences.

My hands move gracefully in his hair as we make our way to the bedroom, while I undress him. I help him out of his shirt and slide his trousers down his thighs as he steps out of them, but he leaves me fully dressed. When we get to the edge of the bed, he spins me around so that his chest touches my back, and I stand still at the feeling of him against me.

“Tell me if I do something you don't like, okay?” His authoritativeness especially in that deep and horny voice, sends chills through me.

“Okay, I will.” I respond, my voice barely making it through.

His hands gathers my hair, but softly, like he's avoiding what has happened the past two times.

“Is this okay? Me touching your hair like this, is it okay?”

“Y__ yes.” I moan out.

“Don't make those sounds D, I'm