Immortal beauty

“Morning beautiful.” He smiles and plants one more delicious kiss on my lips

“Morning.” I almost moan

As he caresses my face with such tenderness, it’s almost difficult to relate the stunning man before me, with the strongest man alive, he traces a finger down my neck and over my bare arms down my left hand, he holds my hand in his, and kisses each finger.

“I really didn’t want to disturb my sleeping beauty, but it’s really getting late and it’s almost time for you to get ready, the ceremony starts in two hours and as a participant you have to be there an hour early.”

He whispers in my ear almost as if though he is trying to seduce me instead of wake me up.

Goose bumps form on my body, along the lines of where his fingers have just traced, as the electric current that only he brings to my body, starts thrumming within me.

Everyday its harder to handle the temptation of having his body so close to mine, but the family that I have come from has been very conservative.

Ever since I have been a little girl the only thing that my mother has drummed into my head is that, “You have to wait for marriage, why buy the cow, when you get the milk for free.”