ASTRID “Hey, wife.” I was stir at the sound of Jordan’s whispering in my ear. My eyes flutter open, blinking against the morning light as I adjust to the brightness. A smile tugs at my lips when I feel his lips press against mine. He slides one strap of my nightie down, his weight settling over me.Two years of marriage, a beautiful daughter, and yet, every single day with him feels like we just got married. I love every bit of my life with Jordan. It’s everything I ever wished for, maybe even more. The kind of love my parents had, but even greater. Jordan loves me silly.I nudge my leg against his growing bulge, and he groans, making me giggle. “Someone woke up horny,” I tease.His eyes darken with amusement and desire. “I’m always horny for you,” he murmurs before leaning in to claim my mouth.He paused and then groaned at the noise outside our door.“Peter!” he mutters, dropping his forehead against my shoulder in frustration.Laughter bubbles up inside me as I watch him sulk.“I
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