I awake to the the sound of the shower going . Stretching, I slide my naked body out of the bed and walk towards the door. I smile big as the events of last night come back to me .
I ease into the bathroom's unlocked door. He's in here singing Urn.
I don't announce myself , just walk straight in and slide back the shower door . Inviting myself .
His back is to me , and I just take a second to admire him. The ropy muscles in his back move up & down as he washes his chest. The closed eyes expression he makes as he sings the high note .
My mind makes a connection, throwing the memory of him moaning below me back into my head, with his eyes closed and his mouth slightly ajar. A sight of perfection. I unconsciously let out a groan, aching and knowing that I won't be able to touch him for another two months.
He jumps ,startled.
"Mel! When'd you wake up?"
"I heard the shower , and I got up because I wanted as much time with you as I can get."
He opens his arms. "Well c'mere."
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Author's Note
Aye this story will probably get no reads, but I'm writing this for me really. To get all my sexual frustration and fanfiction out about my husband! But yea . If it does get reads I'll be surprised.
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Fanfiction"We've been together for almost 3 years , surely he has nothing to hide from me right?"
