My possessive ex

Next morning

Ezra's P.O.V.
When I woke up, I found my cute wife sleeping in my arms. I remembered last night. It was quite ... passionate.

A/N's P.O.V.
He knew that after last night, she would feel exhausted, so he decided to make breakfast for them. Trying to not wake her up, he tiptoed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He smiled when he saw his reflection, since his back was covered in all her nail marks. After grabbing his clothes which were scattered on the floor and putting them on, he walked downstairs. While preparing, he observed how Ciara decorated her apartment to make it feel cozy. He missed this so much. He missed her and her touch. His thoughts were interrupted, when he heard someone stumbling upstairs. Since he finished breakfast, he quickly made his way to the bedroom. What he amused him. Ciara was trying to get up, but fell down, since she was sore from last night's events. Ezra smirked and carried her bridal style. „What are you doing, Ezra?" „Carrying you, because you can't walk now." He carried her to the bathroom and prepared a warm and soothing bath for her. As soon as it was ready, he placed her in the tub. „Just call me, when you are finished.", he said and kissed her forehead before leaving.
The breakfast tasted delicious, but awkward. Ciara tried to not think about last night. However, Ezra was eager to tease her about it. „Honey, you were amazing last night. I couldn't get enough of you." She started to turn red. „Can you stop talking about it. It makes me feel uncomfortable." „Did you not like it?", he asked seriously. How could he ask her that. All the moans should have been enough evident that she did like what he did to her. „No, I did like it.", she mumbled and blushed even more. Ezra grabbed her waist and kissed. He couldn't stop smiling. „Do you want to see my new house?"