My eyes trail ravenously down his godlike body while memories of last night ravage my mind like a violent lightning storm. My own body wrapped in a fluffy white cotton towel is sore and sated, still reeling from the long night of lovemaking, which was rough, gentle, and everything in between. Yoga has done wonders with what I can do in bed, and my husband is reaping the benefits from it just as much as I am. My eyes make their eager return to his face where I notice he’s watching me with a lazy smile playing on his lips. “Those are naughty thoughts clouding those brown eyes,” he says in a husky voice. “Maybe...” My lips curve into a suggestive grin. “Why? Do you want to make them a reality?” “You know me. I’m here to make all your dreams a reality.” He pulls the corner of his bottom lip into his mouth, and his eyes roam over my body making me feel naked. “And mine.” “So selfish,”
