Extend the Story - Add a Room

"May I, now?" he said, sounding amused. I bit my lip, hoping I wasn't being a fool, but my the goddess, my husband was ancient and ugly and Matthew was temptation embodied. "And what will you call me?"

"I don't know," I whispered, watching him, my eyes wide. I waited, unable to think of anything else to say.

He took a step closer, leaving a bare foot between us. I could smell his breath, and it was sweet, cinnamon and sugar. "Call me lover?" he asked, and his smiled deepened, his brows both arching, as he waited for my response.

"Kiss me, lover," I whispered, and closed the space between us.