Tragedy of Love

Tender Moments

As I lay beside Denise, catching my breath, I could feel her chest rising and falling steadily. She had drifted off to sleep, her head resting comfortably on my chest. A wave of tenderness washed over me as I kissed her forehead softly, not wanting to wake her yet. But I knew we needed to get cleaned up; we were both sweaty and sticky from our intense lovemaking.

Carefully, I slipped out from under her, making sure not to disturb her rest. I went to the bathroom, disposing of the condom before starting to fill the tub with warm water. The sound of the water filling the tub was calming, and I adjusted the temperature to make sure it would be perfect for her.

Once the tub was filled, I returned to the bedroom and leaned over Denise, planting gentle kisses on her face to wake her. She stirred slightly, groaning a bit in her sleep.

"Hey, sweetheart," I whispered softly, "I'm going to take you to the bath so we can get cleaned up."

She groaned again, her eyes barely opening. "Mmm... so comfortable here," she murmured, snuggling closer to the pillow.

"I know, baby," I said, my voice soothing, "but you'll feel so much better after a nice warm bath. Trust me."

She nodded sleepily, and I lifted her gently in my arms, cradling her against my chest. I kissed her head as I carried her to the bathroom, feeling a surge of affection for her. As I lowered her into the warm water, she sighed contentedly, her body relaxing instantly.

"I'll be right back," I assured her, heading back to the bedroom to strip the bed of the used sheets. I quickly made up the bed with fresh linens, wanting everything to be perfect for her. When I returned to the bathroom, I climbed into the tub behind her, pulling her back against my chest and kissing her gently on the shoulder.

"Feel better?" I asked, my hands gently massaging her shoulders.

"Mmm... much better," she whispered, her voice filled with contentment.

I helped her wash, my hands moving tenderly over her tired body. She leaned into my touch, her eyes closed in relaxation. "You're so good to me," she murmured softly.

"Only because you deserve it," I replied, kissing her neck softly.

Once we were both clean, I lifted her out of the tub and wrapped her in a fluffy towel, drying her off gently. Then I went to grab one of my shirts. "Let's get you dressed," I said softly.

Denise gave me a sleepy smile, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "I bet I look better out of it," she teased lightly, her voice still soft with exhaustion.

I chuckled, helping her slip her arms through the sleeves. "Always." I pulled the shirt down over her body, the fabric hanging loosely on her. It looked adorable on her, and I couldn't help but blush.

"You look so cute in that," I admitted, feeling my heart swell with affection.

"Thanks, baby," she murmured, leaning into my touch as I adjusted the shirt.

I carried her back to the bedroom, laying her down on the fresh sheets. Sliding in beside her, I spooned her from behind, wrapping my arms around her protectively. "Goodnight, baby," I whispered, kissing her shoulder tenderly.

She sighed contentedly, snuggling back against me. "Goodnight, love," she whispered back, her voice barely audible as she drifted off to sleep.

As I lay there, holding her close, I felt a deep sense of peace and contentment. Denise was everything I had ever wanted, and more. Watching her sleep so peacefully in my arms, I knew I would do anything to make her happy. She was my everything.

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I woke up the next morning feeling Kevin's warm breath on my neck and his strong arms wrapped around me. The comfort of his embrace made me want to stay in bed forever. I smiled, feeling something firm pressing against my ass. Still half-asleep, I wiggled a bit, trying to get more comfortable. Kevin moaned in his sleep and pulled me even tighter against him, and it dawned on me what it was.