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She glances around, patting the sheets and I can tell she’s instinctively searching for her phone. She probably wants to pull up her calendar. Check that too-full schedule of hers.
My fingers circle her wrist. “Cancel them. Whatever they are, cancel them. I’m going to spend my day showing you just how much you mean to me.”
35
NADIA
Even before my eyes open, I’m smiling.
Harry’s heart beats in soft, rhythmic thumps against my cheek and his light breathing flutters against my forehead. My hand lays on his stomach and our legs are curled around each other under my twisted sheets. The sun is rising slowly, soft rays of light peeking through the gaps in my curtains.
This is nice.
The moment I stir in Harry’s arms, he stirs too, emerging from dreamland with a smile.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmurs, dipping his head so our gazes meet.
“Good morning, handsome.” I press my lips to his chest. The light hairs there are tickly and soft. The faint scent of his body wash fills me with a sense of comfort. And for once, instead of flinging off my duvet and rushing to get started on the day, I sink deeper into the nest of pillows and blankets cocooning us in this bed.
“Did you sleep well?” my husband asks, his voice husky and deep, sending an instant zing to my battered lady bits.
Seriously, no way I’m getting turned on so soon. Not after all the hard and hot sex we had mere hours ago.
“Did you let me sleep last night?” I poke him in the ribs. “I don’t remember getting sleep last night.”
He scoffs, offended. “That’s not you trying to complain after you spent half an hour riding my face to a screaming orgasm after I’d already made you come three times.”
I laugh. “Who says I’m complaining? I’m definitely not complaining.” I squeeze myself to him, feeling safe and content, not needing anything in this world to add to my happiness.
“You’re my greedy girl.” He kisses my forehead. “Can never get enough. And I love it. I love you.”
“I love you.” I grin big at him like a damn fool, running my fingertips along the faint bruise on his chin from that stupid fight.
Last night’s date turned into a wild adventure. And if I had my way, Harry definitely wouldn’t have gotten caught up in that scuffle in the restaurant. But aside from that, I wouldn’t change a thing about the evening. Sitting on that park bench under the stars, talking and laughing with the man I love was all the romance I needed.
Now, perching comfortably on Harry’s chest, I fold my forearms beneath my chin and stare down at him with butterflies in my belly and cartoon hearts in my eyes. “I love waking up to you on a Sunday morning,” I whisper.
“What’s so special about Sunday mornings?” His hand strokes up and down my bare back beneath the sheets.
“Sundays feel…intimate. Sundays say, ‘I want to do more than just bang your brains out’.”
Harry seems to consider my words for a moment. Then he nods. “Totally. This definitely feels intimate.” Guiding my chin closer to his, we fall into a lazy kiss.
Before long, we’re exploring each other’s bodies with slow touches. Harry takes his time, discovering tender new ways to make me writhe and moan. I get lost caressing and lavishing attention on his favorite spots. We climax together, shuddering softly and making sweet promises to each other. I’ve never felt more cherished and seen and adored.
I collapse on my side next to him on the mattress, boneless and struggling to catch my breath.
Propped on one elbow, Harry hovers over me, stroking his thumb along my cheekbone. “God, I love making love to you,” he whispers quietly and I snuggle down into the sheets.
Then it all happens so quickly.
I yelp in surprise when he grabs me by the hip and flips me onto my belly. Then he’s behind me, yanking my ass up against his throbbing length. “Grab onto the headboard, darling.Now,I’m going to bang your brains out.”
And—oh holy shit—he’s really, really good at that, too.
He fucks me deep and hard until and sweating and sobbing and screaming his name.
After that fast and frantic roll in the sheets, we enjoy a slow and leisurely round three.
