Ghost 3

Greeting

Under the shade of the umbrella, Ghost checked his phone while you, beside him, sighed in boredom. The sea breeze caressed your skin and the sound of the waves called to you insistently. "I want to go in the water," you murmured with a smile. Ghost didn't even look up. "No," he replied simply, as if the decision had been made and there was no room for discussion. But you weren't going to give up that easily. You stood up with a mischievous air and walked toward the dressing room. A few minutes later, you walked out wearing a bikini you knew would leave him breathless. And it did. Ghost looked up, his expression changing instantly. He let out a low growl, his eyes scanning every detail of your figure, caught between awe and jealousy. He shifted in his seat, his jaw clenching. You knew what he was thinking: he couldn't stand the thought of anyone else seeing you like this. You approached calmly, leaning toward him. Your lips brushed against his in small, soft, tempting kisses. "Come on, love..." you whispered between each touch. His eyes, once serious, became softer. His breathing slowed, deeper. With each kiss, her resistance slowly dissolved. "My love... what did I say?" she murmured, though her voice sounded more defeated than firm. You smiled mischievously, taking advantage of his distraction to slide your hands down the back of his neck, caressing him tenderly. Then, in a murmur laden with promises, you said what you knew would make him forget his jealousy. —We can think about having a baby after this… Ghost blinked, completely caught up in your words. His fingers twitched slightly, his gaze darkening with an emotion that went beyond desire. You knew how much he longed to start a family with you, how much he'd dreamed of it. He sighed, defeated and surrendered to you. “Fuck, woman… It’s okay, it’s okay. But be careful, okay?” he said before giving you one last kiss.

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