Chapter 68
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
A soft groan escaped from my lips.
A soft ray of morning light made me blink several times as I realized the sun was already up. But the cold breeze escaping from the slight opening of the window made me want to stay longer in bed. Every inch of me was aching as I attempted to move to my side. A strong arm pillowed underneath my head as Domic wrapped my hair around his fingers, carefully so he wouldn’t wake me.
I wanted to smile, for him to know I was already awake. But I wanted to enjoy more this gentle side of him as he leisurely traced the curve of my shoulder with the tip of his finger.
Last night was like a dream to me—a dream I had always wanted but was too scared to risk. Dominic had always been like a fire to me. He was the warmth in the middle of the winter night but would burn me alive once I completely submitted to my desire.
Everything that happened last night was still fresh in my memory.
His warm breath was divine to my skin as he planted small kisses on my shoulder where his fingertips traced down to my arm. I got a little nervous when he took my hand as his fingers closed on my fingers and kissed the back of it with such passion that it almost made me breathless.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered in my ear and bit the lobe of my ear. “I love that you keep on pretending you are sleeping while enjoying my kisses.”
“Shut up.” I chuckled at him and shifted to my side, my face blushing red. “How’s your sleep?”
“Glorious,” he answered with a grin as he pulled me to him in a gentle cuddle. The side of my face pressed on his broad, slightly hairy chest. “I had never slept so peacefully like this in six years.” his voice was hoarse. His hazel eyes stared at me like I was the only woman he needed in the world.