I'll Come Back, Always

Chapter 39 (M)

Roseanne's POV

        I groaned as the sun light hit my face from shining in through the window, didn't we close the curtains last night? Opening my eyes, I could see my lovely husband standing by the window, looking out before turning around.

        Stopping in his tracks as he let out a light chuckle, a smile following while he approached me, laying back into his side of the bed. Prompting himself up with one arm, facing me. "Good morning." 

       I just smiled back, eyes still trying to adjust to the lighting. "How are you always awake before me?" I muttered, feeling a kiss planted on my lips.

      "It's a habit."

     "Aren't you tired?" I asked, eyes closed. Because I definitely am, this man has absolutely no self control when it comes to sex. Plus, he's still healing from a serious injury.

      He only chuckled, his hands slowly creeping up to my bare waist. "Not really, are you?" 

     I nodded without thinking, I think me literally falling back to sleep in the morning after waking up answers his question perfectly. Am I embarrassed about it? Maybe a little, but this man next to me has the stamina of a god, not Zeus though, that old guy is just straight up reckless and weird. 

      He let out another laugh before pecking my lips again "Well, I'm sorry if I tired you out sweetheart. It's kind of hard to control myself when you're here though." He whispered the last part in my ear, making my insides flutter, heart rate increasing. This man, really.

      "Yeah?" I asked back, slowly opening my eyes again to look at him. His gaze immediately darkened as I raised a brow at him. 

      "Fuck it, I'm not sorry at all." He muttered, more to himself before pulling me on top of him. My eyes widened in shock at the sudden movement, fully awake now. Like I always say, this man actually has no shame. But yet again, he has nothing to be ashamed about. Look at him.

       "Lorenzo! Ellie might wake up anytime." And I'm not wearing a single piece of clothing right now, which is gonna be a problem if I needed to get up immediately.

       "She'll be fine. We'll be quick." He answered back before rubbing his pelvis against mine.

       I gave him a frown, suppressing myself from making any other noise. I can't give into this man right now, I already did yesterday. He just frowned seeing that I gave no reaction.

       "Hey, are you numb now? Did I break you or something?" He plopped himself up a little, concern visible in his eyes. But then, his hand hand suddenly started stroking my clit, making me close my eyes, letting out a whimper. It's embarrassing, considering that I just said I didn't want to give into him. I could feel him smirking. "Guess you're fine after all."

      "Don't stop." I whispered, stuffing my face in the crook of his neck as he continued. "It feel good."

       He hummed in response, doing the contrary to what I said before sticking his member in me. "Lorenzo." I muttered as a soft moan coming out, his hand came to my back, running up and down against my spine trying to soothe me.

       "You feel wonderful, sweetheart." He groaned a little as my moved back and forth a little against him. "That's right, ride me." His head pushed back against the pillow and headboard as he thrust up a little.

       I could feel him leaving kisses down my neck to collarbone, sucking and biting on the skin as I let out louder moans. It feels like my entire body is on fire as we moved against each other, the duvet slowly sliding down our bodies.