Blyssful Lies (The Blyss Trilogy 2)

“You’re welcome, love,” I breathe in a hypnotic daze. I’m afraid she already has me wrapped around her little finger. My lips turn up, giving her a heart-stopping smile. “Have I already told you how simply stunning you look? Ravishing, actually.” I find my eyes drifting toward the swells of her prominently displayed breasts while I play with the cascading ringlet of blonde hair.

“You look handsome too,” she says with a coy smile outlining her lips. I’m all caught up in rapt fascination of what I’m seeing, hearing, and touching. Her change of heart seems too good to be true, and her smile ignites a warm glow deep in my heart. “Being sent away to boarding school gave me unique opportunities to study all different types of art.” Her eyes shift back to the painting as she muses over it, and then I notice her smile faltering. “I guess a part of me is surprised to see this painting. I didn’t expect to see the work of one of my favorite artists...here...on this wall. It makes me feel sad in a way, you know?” I watch as her gaze slowly drifts from the painting toward the floor, her voice sounding defeated. “Seeing this piece reminds me I won’t be finishing college, or have the opportunity to paint again.”

Stepping around her, I face her slumped figure and pull her in close. Placing my finger underneath her chin, I lift her head back so she can see the sincerity in my eyes. “Perhaps with time, Princess, once we iron out the rough spots,” I assure her, “I might allow you to study the arts to your heart’s content and finish your degree. Would you like that?” An audible gasp immediately leaves her lips, and I give her a sly grin. “Despite what you may think, I am not an animal.” I let go of her chin and trail my hand down along the softness of her arm, reaching for her hand. Drawing her delicate fingertips to my lips, I kiss the back of her hand while my intense gaze never wavers from hers.

“This...this between us could be so good, if you let it.” I study her reaction as I slide my hand around to the small of her back, pulling her in against my hard body. I watch as she shifts uncomfortably in the silence. An afterthought comes to mind, and I reassure her, “I do take care of what’s mine, Princess. If you ever want something—within reason—I will see that it happens.” I cock my head to the side, eyeing her with candor. “I wouldn’t hesitate. Please give us a chance; don’t ruin this happily ever after for us.”

I watch her long, dark eyelashes blink a few times as she processes my declaration. I close my eyes, my body humming against hers as I relish the feel of her being in my arms. Inhaling a breath, I take in her sultry scent, savoring her.

Gently, I rest my hand over her left breastbone; the palm of my hand feels her heart beating a mile a minute. It’s music to my ears. Keeping my hand over her heart, my free hand searches for hers, and I place it over my heart. We both stand in front of each other, studying each other, and feeling the other’s heartbeat. “You feel that, love? My heart is beating just as wildly as yours.” I lean in for a tender kiss, but she hesitates, pulling back a few inches. My brow arches in confusion for a second, her reticence making me question her behavior. I know she has an innate ability to fight the Blyss, but surely not now.

Maybe her mind is still ill at ease; I’m not sure. “Julianna, you’re beyond my wildest dreams, you are an exquisite young woman, and you have to know we were made for each other. I promise I can make you happy.” Her pink tongue slips out to lick her glossy lips, and I can’t help it; I have to have a taste, so I press my lips to hers. When she allows my tongue to slip past her lips, granting me access, I groan.

Her tongue begins dancing with mine unabashedly, and my heart leaps in my chest. She suddenly nips at my bottom lip, and then slides her tongue over the injury, soothing me. I fucking can’t breathe; her show of desire has me on fire. I pull her body in closer by the small of her back, angling my head so our tongues can explore each other with fervor. Her nipples harden against my chest, and a small whimper escapes from her lips. The more I taste her, the more I need her like my next breath.

I have to pull back from the scorching kiss, or we won’t leave this room. Breathing heavily over her lips, I let her know, “You have such an effect on me. You do things to me I’ve never felt before. All I can think of during every waking moment is how I have to have you.” I rest my forehead against hers, catching my breath. “My God, there is nothing I’d rather do than skip this party and make slow and passionate love to you, but it wouldn’t be right. My princess has been cooped up for days. Look at you, all dolled up. We can destroy this outfit later, yeah?”