10

The sun beamed in through the window the next morning, hitting my square in the eyes and I couldn’t stop the irritated groan that left my throat as I threw my arm over my eyes.

“Don’t be mad at the sun, love.”

A small smile covers my face as all the events of last night pour into my mind when I hear his voice. I pull my arm off and look over to see him laying on his side, his head propped up on his elbow looking at me.

“I don’t blame the sunshine. I blame someone else, who didn’t let me get a wink of sleep,” I teased and he raised his eyebrows before reaching over and pulling me into his chest.

“Ohhh  really,” he says in an equally teasing voice as his mouth finds my neck and he kisses my mark. “Because I seem to remember someone -else- being the one who started rounds 3 and 4.”

I moaned as he sucked on my mark.

“I don’t know what you are tal