Lustful Hearts
Chapter 52: New Home - P2

I blushed imagining my look to be far from sexy. "I don't even want to know what my sex face looks like, thanks."

"I can show you," he replied teasingly. My eyes grew wider at the sheer thought of it.

"Don't you dare! I don't want to know." I squealed, pushing him over so we were both lying on our sides. He chuckled drawing me closer, kissing my hair.

I wrapped my leg over his, and his hand began caressing my thigh.

"You know being here with you, this is my heaven. This is as good as it gets." His sweet words sent tingles throughout my body.

I snuggled into him further and kissed his neck before moving away looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

"I feel the same. I don't ever want to know what it feels like to live without you again." I felt the tears prick my eyes at the very thought.

"Hey, you won't. My heart beats only for you." He grabbed my hand, holding it against his heart. I slowly rolled him over onto his back and lay my head against his chest.

"I missed this, hearing it every night, while I was alone in my bed." I listened to the most beautiful sound ever. I lifted my head up to place a kiss over the same spot before lying back down.

"I know, I missed not having you in my arms too. The sound of your breathing, the smell of your hair, and your body curled up tight against mine."

I nuzzled into his chest and his arms tightly wrapped around me. I sighed with contentment lying in the arms of the man I loved before drifting off into a blissful sleep.

I woke to soft, feather light kisses being placed down my body. His lips weaved their usual magic, appreciating every inch of skin. When he arrived at my belly button, I shivered when his tongue dipped inside. "Ahh, I was wondering when you'd wake up, I didn't want you to miss this."

I leaned back into the pillow, closing my eyes, to brace myself for the imminent pleasure when a loud rumble ripped through me. I felt the vibration of his laughter against my body.

"I really couldn't be sexy if I tried." I groaned, hiding my face behind my hands. God, I could curse my stomach for its inappropriate timing.

"Let's try that again, shall we?" His lips brushed against my skin, and I began to relax again until another rumble signalled my need for food.

He sat back up laughing, and my embarrassment hit an all time low. "Come on, let's get you some breakfast, growler."

He pulled me upright, and I cringed with shame as a flush hit my face. He kissed me still chuckling, replaceing the whole thing entirely amusing.

He jumped off the bed, tossing some sweat pants and a T-shirt my way. I watched in pure lust as he pulled on his jeans leaving his underwear on the floor. Oh my.

He was going commando.

He went to grab his T-shirt, but I snatched it out of his hands and hid it behind my back.

"Can you leave your top off?" I didn't need to give him a reason, he knew how much his body affected me. I wanted my eyes to feast over his hard, tattooed torso.

He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, enjoying my eyes roaming over his chest. I bit my lip, taking in the perfection standing before me.

"Let me know when you're finished perving over my body so we can get you something to eat."

My eyes flicked back to his face. "Well then, I may have to starve." I'd never think about food again, my eyes would be content just feasting over every single inch of that sexy body.

He grabbed me sweeping me up into his arms, and I giggled. He pressed sweet kisses against my lips as we made our way downstairs.

He kissed me once more before placing me down. I was reluctant to let go, so I kept my arms locked around his neck, not ready to feel the loss of his body just yet.

"Iz, I need to make some breakfast. The sooner you have something to eat the sooner I can get back to tending to your other needs."

I reluctantly dropped my arms. I knew what would follow breakfast would be more than enough to appease me.

"So what would madam like to eat?" He opened the fridge peering deep inside. I nibbled on my lip deciding what it was I fancied. Well, other than Joel.

"Do we have any bacon? I could really go for a bacon sandwich right now." My stomach growled in approval of my decision.

"You're in luck." He pulled out the pack of bacon grinning. He switched on the grill, pulling out plates and utensils to get breakfast underway.

"Do you want me to make the coffee?" I made to stand up, but his look stopped me dead in my tracks.

"No, I'm looking after you remember. Can you let me do that?"

I smiled at the tenderness in his eyes; it was useless to argue. "Okay." I sat back down, and my eyes studied his magnificent back, flicking over each tattoo, watching his muscles flex with every movement. He grinned looking over his shoulder, catching me outright staring. "Enjoying the floor show?" he asked winking, turning back to tend to the bacon.

Oh yeah.

I sighed, leaning against my hand for support. "I could watch it all day." His body was like something Michelangelo could have sculpted, every single inch of him was truly breathtaking to watch.

The succulent smell of bacon soon filled the air. My mouth watered, and my stomach reacted, rumbling loud enough for Joel to hear over the radio.

Oh dear god.

"Not long now, growler."

I pulled a face already hating my pet name. My eyes widened when the plate was placed in front of me. I licked my lips eagerly taking a large bite.

I was so ready for this. I groaned in pleasure as the combination of flavours hit my taste buds.

"Nice?" he asked, but he already knew my answer. I shook my head in approval. I couldn't talk right now, I was too busy eating. I finished off the last bite and pushed my plate away smiling contentedly. Joel began clearing the table. I sipped on my coffee, watching him move around the kitchen with such ease as he finished off the dishes. I hummed along to the song on the radio, lost in my own thoughts. Joel sat down beside me and grabbed my hand as his fingers entwined with mine. I couldn't stand the distance between us a moment longer.

I hopped over, bouncing onto his lap and pressed my lips against his temple. I breathed in the delicious scent, my nose nuzzling deep into his hair.

"I love you, Iz."

I smiled at his words I would never tire of hearing. "I love you too." I kissed him with so much passion when I pulled away I saw the lust burning deep in his eyes. "Now I need you to do something..." "Anything."

In that moment I believed he truly would. "I need you to take me upstairs and make me forget my own name." I felt movement in his jeans. I loved it when my words had the intended impact.000000