They’d spent the rest of the night in his bed, spooning naked. He’d carried her back to her bed before dawn, tucked her in with the children and kissed her softly. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Wait for me,” he’d whispered. And then, he’d left. But Suzie glowed. Hunter cared for her, and while they hadn’t said the words I love you, she had a feeling it was only a matter of time. Suzie felt too wired to sleep, her body sore in that pleasant way that happens only after a night of hot loving. She snuck off and had a bath before the children woke up. The musky scent of their lovemaking stuck to her skin, and while she would have loved to bask in it, she didn’t want the children asking why mommy stunk. She hummed as she bathed, running the cloth over her body and remembering his tongue and hands doing the same much more intimately the night before. Just the thought aroused her again and made her nipples tighten. Apparently, her body hadn’t had enough yet. And she couldn’t wait till he came back to indulge some more.
