melodic and inviting as he sat next to me. Neither of us spoke. Words weren't necessary then and at times they still aren't.
The silence was comfortable and it wasn't long before I could no longer control my desires. Pulling the tank top over my head and wiggling out of my cutoffs, I dove into the pool knowing he'd follow. I heard the splash and turned to find myself in his arms.
Our lips met in a fiery kiss that rocked me to my core. Unaffected by the crowd of people around us , we gave into basic primal need and sought pleasure from each other. As our bodies became one the nagging thought that he seemed too familiar crossed my mind again and I couldn't shake the feeling no matter how hard I tried.
As his hands and movements brought my body to heights I'd only known once before I pushed aside all thought and reason and became his, if only for just that moment. My body arched to meet his, his kisses seared their memory into my skin and I was hopelessly lost in this man.
His whispered words drove me over the edge of sanity and I fell , hard and fast, for him and all that he was, without even knowing his name.
As our bodies relaxed I clung to him. I couldn't let go and neither could he. We stayed joined in that pool for a long time before either of us could bear to move away from the other. As he tied the top of my bikini for me I longed to beg him to stay with me, for an hour, a night, or perhaps eternity.
To say I was shocked by what happened next is an understatement of a lifetime. His arm snaked around my waist and I found myself pressed tightly against his chest. His lips were heated against my forehead as he spoke.
“ My place or yours?”
A giggle erupted from me and I stood on tiptoe to kiss him softly. “Mine,” I whispered against his lips as he lifted me out of the pool. We spent that night and the coming week locked inside my cottage exploring each other’s body and talking. We talked for hours and I felt an instant connection to Severus. I wanted to know everything there was to know about this intriguing and incredibly sexy demon.
He survived on the only human food I had in the place, ice cream, for days. Not that he complained since m ost of the time he ate it off of my body which always led to him forgetting he'd been hungry in the first place.
Venturing out of the bedroom towards the end of the week, I sat on the kitchen counter, watching him prepare a meal he'd materialized out of thin air. We laughed and joked and it all seemed so natural. Turning on the radio he yanked me off the counter and into his arms as Frank Sinatra's voice filled the kitchen. We danced slow ly , distracted by stolen kisses and it was in that moment that I first knew I was in love with this demon.
We became inseparable after that and everyone , including Severus, warned me that I shouldn't get attached. I knew that demons were cunning and tricky but I trusted him. In my heart I trusted that Severus would never hurt me.
We spent every waking hour together and I was having more fun than I'd had in ages. He would snap us to wonderful places and we had grand adventures. Paris, Milan, Rome. Rome was where he was originally from and still kept a home there. We were so happy in Rome.
But o f course, fate had other plans and I’d soon learn that listening to my heart wasn’t always the smartest thing to do.
The feel of his kiss on the back of my neck catapulted me out of the memory and back to the present. Sneaking a peek at the clock I was shocked to see it was after three in the morning.
“You must be getting tired,” I said to the young man and he nodded. “Go on then. Be back here tomorrow and we'll continue.”
Watching as he gathered his belongings I remained on Sev's lap, content to spend these moments alone with him. We were lost in a kiss and never noticed that our guest had left.
The afternoon sun peeked through the curtains and I groaned as I