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“I swear I couldn’t love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.” ~Leo Christopher
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He gently laid me down on the bed and sat beside me, he placed two fingers under my chin and lifted my head. Our eyes met, and he leaned in to kiss me again. As our lips connected, his hands began exploring my body, and I instinctively grabbed his shoulders. In between kisses, he slipped the robe from my body, sliding the thin straps of my nightgown down my shoulders as well.
He leaned down, pressing gentle kisses along my neck, before finally removing my gown entirely and tossing it to the floor. He hovered over me, But just before he leaned down to kiss my neck again, I stopped him.
He frowned in confusion at first, but as I began unbuttoning his shirt, the confusion faded. I wanted to touch him, too—it had been far too long. When I finished with the buttons, he threw his shirt aside and quickly worked on his pants, tossing them away as well.
He resumed kissing my neck, his lips found my sweet spot and sucked hard, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. When his mouth traveled down and captured one of my nipples, I gripped the sheets tightly, my sensitivity overwhelming me.
He continued, his lips working their way down my body, leaving a trail of heat everywhere he touched. My heart pounded in my chest, each kiss, each caress sending waves of pleasure through me. I felt so vulnerable yet safe at the same time. His touch was different—gentler, more reverent—like he was worshiping me, and I couldn't help but melt into it.
"Oh Nic," I moaned loudly, and he quickly silenced me with another kiss, savoring every gasp and moan that escaped my lips.
"I missed you so much, Victoria. So damn much," he confessed as he slowly thrust inside me.
That night, he made love to me with a mix of passion and tenderness. Sometimes he was hard and fast, other times slow and gentle, as if each moment was meant to show just how much he'd missed me.
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The next morning, I woke to the sound of birds chirping, and as I was about to turn around, two strong arms wrapped around me tightly and then My eyes landed on the breathtaking sight of my husband. His messy hair, which I had tugged on so many times last night, framed his face. His stormy grey eyes, the same ones that had locked with mine while he thrust into me hard and fast, now gazed at me softly. Those lips—those beautiful lips that had kissed me endlessly—curved into a lazy smile.
"You know you're arousing me all over again, cara," he murmured, his voice still husky from sleep.
I blushed at his words, feeling the heat creep up my cheeks. His grip around me tightened as he pulled me closer, our bodies still tangled beneath the sheets.
"Nic," I whispered softly, trying to suppress a smile, "We can't do this again... not right now."
He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my resistance. "Who says we can’t?" he asked, his lips grazing the shell of my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I bit my lip, feeling the wetness grow in between my thighs, but before I could respond, the sound of little feet running down the hall interrupted the moment.
“Mommy! Daddy!” Asher's voice echoed through the door, full of energy as always.
Nic groaned and rolled onto his back, covering his eyes with his hand. "Saved by the little man," he muttered, though I could see the hint of a smile playing on his lips.
I chuckled softly, slipping out of bed and quickly wrapping myself in a robe before heading toward the door. Just as I opened it, Asher practically threw himself into my arms.
"Morning, baby," I greeted, ruffling his hair.
Nic propped himself up on his elbow, watching us with a loving smile. "Good morning, little man. What’s the plan for today?"
Asher grinned wide, clearly excited. "Can we go to the park again? Please, Daddy?"
Nic looked at me, a playful glint in his eyes. "What do you say, mommy? Family day out?"
I smiled at him, nodding. "Sounds perfect."
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