She woke the next morning with her husband’s lips travelling over her as if he were starved for her. It was a nice way to wake, and what followed was even nicer. When he had exhausted her, she lay half over him, limp with lingering pleasure. “It’s hard to believe only two months ago you were a virgin,” she moaned. “You know exactly what to do to make me come like a rocket. It must be natural born talent.” A low laugh rumbled in his chest. “I don’t know about that. I just watch you to see what you like best and then practice.” “If this was practicing, I can’t wait to see what happens when you think you have it right.” She slid her instep up his calf. “Are you okay?” He rolled away from her. “Sure. Lots to do today. I’m headed over to the Packards first. Did you want to come along and visit Alexander?” “Yes!” Lisa made breakfast. She would have called it a quick breakfast, except in 2065 a quick breakfast took twice the time of a regular breakfast in the Times Before.
