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he admits, his hand sliding into my panties. I spread my legs, relishing his touch.
    “What time is it?”
    “Six thirty.”
    I open my eyes just as he slides a finger inside of me. The alarm isn’t even set to go off for another half an hour. Suddenly, Monday morning doesn’t feel so unwelcome.
    “Will you go slow?” I whisper.
    “Whatever you want, beautiful.”
    Not another word is spoken before he disappears underneath the covers. I lift my hips for him when he begins pulling off my panties, then spread my legs wide when I feel his breath against my sensitive flesh. I hum a sigh when he sticks out his tongue to taste me. He takes his time, using only his mouth to bring about my first orgasm.
    As he crawls up my body, he peppers me with kisses. The heat of his lips can be felt through the thin fabric of my negligee and I squirm with every kiss, wanting more—needing to feel his skin on mine. When he wraps his lips around one of my nipples, I can’t take it anymore. I push him away before I tug the undesirable garment over my head. My fingers are just letting go when his mouth is on me again, sucking my hardened bud as he presses his hard length against my core.
    He’s still in his boxers and I whine, aching for his warmth. As if he can read my mind, he pulls away from me, yanking off the last item of clothing between us. He rubs his cock through my folds, grazing my clit as he closes his mouth around mine. I hold him close, sweeping my tongue over his, sucking in a chest full of his minty fresh breath as he penetrates my entrance.
    He pushes in slowly, stretching me open and filling me up. My gaze locks with his and my heart swells. He rolls his hips and I whimper, the sound escaping me as I open my legs even wider, allowing him to sink himself deeper. He groans before brushing a soft kiss against my lips, our eyes still open, neither of us ready to look away. Everything else seems to disappear as we both touch and feel, our bodies united as one. Here, now, I feel whole. I feel complete. Connected with my husband, I know I’m where I belong.
    “I love you,”he breathes, his voice barely above a whisper.
    My eyes fill with tears I can’t hold back; my body, submitted fully to his, feeling weightless as my second release draws closer.
    “I love you, too,” I barely manage, each inhalation more shallow than the last.
    With every roll of his hips, his pelvis grazes my sweet spot as his cock elicits a warmth that grows hotter and hotter with each thrust. I know that at any moment, this delicious build will cause me to combust. He feels so amazing, I don’t know whether to hold on to this feeling or to surrender to my ecstasy.
    When a single tear escapes, trickling down my cheek, Roman brushes it away with his lips before he whispers in my ear. “Come for me, Mrs. Holloway, my love—my life— come for me .”
    I obey, freeing my mind and losing myself in his glorious touch. He rides me gently, but I come hard. I lift my hips, needing just a little bit more, hoping to bask in this euphoria for just another moment.
    “Oh, Logan —babe— yes, ” Roman grunts as his cock expands and then spills his seed deep inside of me. He pushes himself in and out of me until he is spent and then he releases the weight of his body on top of mine. When his lips find mine, I open up for him immediately, my desire to soak up all of his love insatiable.
    His tender affection chases away the remainder of my tears and I marvel at this man—this man who belongs to me. My miracle. My partner. My all.
    When the alarm clock sounds, neither of us move to silence it. For at least five minutes, we ignore the incessant beeping, our lips locked, our bodies still joined together.
    “Okay,” Roman says between kisses, blindly reaching to hit the snooze button. He succeeds and then rests his forehead against mine. “You have to get up, babe.”
    “I love my job,” I sigh, reminding myself that leaving this bed isn’t as big of a chore