Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 229

Happiness was a very abstract word. One could only sense it in contrast, but I could infuse my happiness in each stroke of my brush so that others could perceive it. I wanted to share it with them and have them envy me.

The long night passed in a blur. When the first rays of sunlight flooded in, I took a good look at my painting. By then, the half-done painting I had intermittently worked on was basically completed. The only thing left was the final coating.

Yawning, I decided to drink some water before getting some sleep. When it came to painting, it was natural to work overnight as inspiration struck, but extreme fatigue would also affect its quality. I couldn’t allow the painting to have the slightest flaw, for I would be the butt of the joke if it happened to be eliminated during the first selection.

Ambling into the kitchen, I got myself a piece of toast and stuffed it into my mouth. Then, I went to heat up some milk. At that precise moment, the sound of the door lock turning sounded. As soon as I heard it, I left the glass on the countertop and rushed out. I was greeted by the sight of Christopher with his back to me; he was closing the door and changing into slippers.

I flew toward him, hugging him from the back. Going on tiptoes, I pecked him on the cheek. Christopher instantly turned and kissed me back. When our deep kiss ended, he tapped me on the nose.

“You missed me so much though it’d only been a day since we last saw each other?”

“A day without you feels like an eternity!” I boldly pushed him back and pinned him against the wall along the hallway. It was something he usually initiated, but I wanted to hug him tightly and savor his warmth right then.

While kissing him, I unfastened the buttons on his suit jacket. After unfastening two of them, I slipped my hands into his clothes. I didn’t know how else to express my love for him, so I could only resort to the most primitive way to please him.

Sensing my urgency, the man’s gaze smoldered, a flaming fire blazing in his eyes. With a heave, he carried me up. While suspended in midair, I hooked my arms around his neck and pointed at the bedroom. “Let’s go to the bedroom!”

“Why don’t we do it in the living room?” Hugging me, Christopher rolled us onto the ground. Just like the heroic rescue scenes on television, we flew past the tiles and landed on the carpet. As we moved around on the floor, my clothes flew into the air like rags.

Scooping me up, he placed me on the coffee table. As he kissed me, he carefully checked the injury on my arm. He didn’t forget about my leg either, deliberately checking it over to ensure that it had healed entirely when he held it up to brush his lips along the limb. As he grazed his fingers along my instep, he murmured, “Your legs really truly stunning, Eve.”

“Didn’t you call my feet beautiful the previous time? It has now changed to legs, huh?” Gazing at him with glazed eyes, I instinctively hooked my legs around his waist and raked my fingers across his back lightly. Then, I bit him on the shoulder.

“Mmph!” With a grunt, Christopher buried himself in me.

My eyes went wide, and even the tinge of pain he brought me gave me great euphoria. When he was fully inside me, I sat up. Staring deep into his eyes, I stated in a slow and firm voice, “Christopher Lane, have I ever told you that I love you?”

Christopher was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face softening considerably. Sheer delight and excitement radiated from him. The turbulent emotions coursing through me robbed me of my speech, and I felt as though I was drowning as wave after wave of pleasure inundated me. With everything coming at me, I was soon drained of all energy.

While Christopher frantically “tormented” me, he demanded, “Repeat your declaration earlier right this instance!”

“I… love…” I wanted to repeat it, but just when I had started speaking, he deliberately teased me by brushing his calloused fingers across my back. Then, he shifted us to the sofa.

As he went deeper within me, words eluded me entirely. I almost fell to the ground, so I could only cling to his neck tightly and try my best to cleave at him.

“Be good and say it again, Eve.” When Christopher calmed down, he gazed at me deeply with so much adulation in his eyes that it almost overflowed. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Completely lost in his tenderness, I started, “I love…”