#Chapter 229 Carried Away

Victor carried me into the master bedroom and placed me on the bed. I shivered with nervousness and anticipation while watching his magnificent male body as he lit the gas fireplace, got some from his suitcase, and turned down the lights before lying on his side next to me. My heart was pounding at the intense light in his eyes. “I love you, Daisy,” he said and ran a finger over my cheek. I took his hand and kissed it. “And I love you.” He put a hand on my stomach. “Tell me if you get scared or want me to stop, okay?” “I will,” I said. My nervousness was ramping up, and I wished he would kiss me. He read my mind. He leaned over, and his lips met mine. They were warm and firm, and they tasted like the salt air. They made me tingle again in all the right places, making my desire for him more potent than fear. I sighed with pleasure when he began a gentle exploration of my body, starting with my belly and breasts. He caressed and gently sque