Golden сarriage for Cinderella. A novel about love

My head was dizzy from the fragrance and the feelings that surged over me, inВ my thoughts IВ began toВ climb high up and swirled inВ the air with happiness.

And he looked at me tenderly and smiled.

– Hello, here I am,” he said softly.

– Hello, Peter, – I replied, smiling.

IВ invited him toВ come into the apartment and offered toВ take aВ shower. After aВ while, the noise ofВ the water subsided. Peter came out steamed, he smelled ofВ the fragrant aroma ofВ gel and shampoo. He changed into aВ housecoat that he had brought withВ him.

– Vladochka, I want to hug you,” he whispered.

His warm arms wrapped around my waist and dropped aВ little lower. IВ felt the warmth ofВ his body on me. Barely touching my neck with his lips, he said softly:

– Trust me…

– Yes… yes…” I whispered, looking tenderly into his eyes.

So, inВ an embrace, we spun around, as if inВ aВ dance, and sank down on the bed. He hugged me, and his hands greedily touched my body, studying every millimeter.

When we reached the highest point of pleasure, my womb was filled with insane desire. Our lips merged in a long kiss, and it seemed to me that we were caught in a whirlpool of endless voluptuousness. Only I didn’t want to rush.

– Peter, wait…” I whispered.

Then IВ got out ofВ bed and started making tea with bergamot and black currant forВ us.

“I won’t do anything now,” he said softly and began to dress.

“Is something wrong?”

“I’m sorry, but I have to leave right away.

When the door closed behind him, IВ sat down at the table inВ confusion.

“Is it really over between us,” I thought, and my tears dripped right into the cup.

But he rang my doorbell again when evening came. Peter stood on the threshold and held inВ his hands aВ huge bouquet ofВ red roses.

– My girl, I’ve been dreaming of hugging you again, – he handed me flowers and put his hands on my waist.

– Why did you leave so suddenly? And I looked into his eyes with a little reproach.

“I will always be there for you, even if I leave,” Peter whispered and gently touched my cheek with his lips.

Night came, and we were all talking and could not tear ourselves away from each other, at that moment it seemed toВ us that it would always be like this. When it was getting light, IВ made aВ bed for him inВ aВ separate room.