Novel & Cerita His Bed Warmer Wife

As she grabs her night clothes and makes her way to the bathroom, I climb onto my bed and lean against the headboard, silently staring at the popcorn ceiling. She wasn't happy that the hotel was booked and could only give us one room, even if it did come with two beds. Even with us sleeping on opposite sides of the room, I've felt more at home than I have in months. Hearing her breathing when she sleeps, smelling her when she walks by, knowing she's within arm's reach… it's been healing to me. And wounding at the same time. I miss my wife more than I ever have before.

I got off the bed and started moving to the door when he grabbed my arm . "Where're you going?" "Back to my room." I said as I looked bored at him. "No, you are staying here . Which husband and wife sleep in different rooms on their honeymoon babe ." He said, smirking. Honeymoon????? Nooooo..... "What???." I shouted. "You heard me now come and sleep on bed. It's big enough to fit 4 people and you aren't that fat you will occupy only 2 and half man space." He said serious.

She contemplates going outside to welcome him home, but as she dries her hands off, she hears the soft thuds of his Salvatore Ferragamos as they hit the ground and she immediately knows that he is approaching the kitchen area. “In here, my love!” Natalia exclaims and turns around to lock eyes with the stormy gray eyes of her husband, Noah. Making sure that her hands are completely dry, she goes towards him and leans in to give him a hug. “Welcome home, honey.” She sighs as she gives him a look full of heartwarming emotion. “How was your day today? You got here late too, too much work kept you there, huh?” Noah chuckles as he places a light, feathery kiss on his wife’s forehead and holds her

He's taking Nicole because he wants to keep an eye on her and not that he actually want her to have fun. He couldn't wait for the party though. The preparations were quick because of his other appointments. He got up all of a sudden and walked dizzily to the bed. His wife was still engrossed with reading the activities like sauna and live acts. Unexpectedly, she felt Damon's hand rub the base of her hip. She was startled. "I hope we can do it tonight..." He said like the dizziness and sleepiness had vanished from his eyes. * *

Alexei was in the kitchen baking cake for our daughters birthday. My cheeks were red and warm. “Stupid. Why would I be jealous?” Ralph grunted. “Cause I’m the better husband, duh.” “Papa! Papa!” I looked up as my five-year-old barrel through the door, his cheeks pink from the running and his boots tracking dirt everywhere. Not noticing me on the couch, he ran straight to Killian in the living room, launching his small body at him at full speed. Grinning, my husband stepped away from the birthday cake and caught him in his powerful arms, lifting him to twirl him above his head.

Jane’s point of view: I let his hands circle around my waist, they were warm, and they ignited the fire within, I wanted more, I wanted more hugs, more kisses, more cuddles. “I know you’re awake now” says my husband; his voice sounds so pleasant in the morning. “yeah I knew you knew I was awake” after a while of just staying in each other’s arms I jump down the bed, and walk naked into the bathroom to have my bath.

When Kevin Kyle returned to his room, he saw such a warm scene. His wife was holding their daughter, and the two of them were lying quietly on the bed. In the past three years, Kevin Kyle had fantasized about such a scene many times, and reality disappointed him time and again. But this time was different. This time, Kevin Kyle knew that it was real. The large and small figures sleeping on the bed were really his wife and child. He slowly approached them and sat at the bedside, staring at them. He couldn't help stretching out his hand when he saw them.

And every day, when he returned from work, he would always be by his wife's side to give her strength so that she could survive for him, for their little family. “Eden...” Aciel looked at his wife intently while standing next to the king-sized bed which was now filled with hoses and wires connected to his wife's body. The man looked quite impatient to see the moment his wife woke up from her long sleep, but even so he tried to be patient to wait for Eden to fully open her eyes and look at him with love, just like usual. “Eden, how do you feel? Are you feeling sick?”

Such beautiful hotels were only seen in movies, she never thought she would be in one of them. When Tom woke up and his wife was not in bed, he looked around the room and found he by the window. He stood up and went to the window, he gave her a hug from behind and kissed her right cheek. "Why didn't you wake me up dear wife?" "I thought you are very tired hubby and I didn't want to disturb you."

He wrapped me up in a huge towel, like he always did, and carried my shivering, cum drunk body to the bed. "Still can't get over how good it feels when you pick me up in your arms and carry me to bed," I murmured to him, snuggling against him to warm up. He laid me down gently and unwrapped me carefully, drying me off. "I still can't wrap my head around Jason never carrying you to bed. You were fucking wasted on him," my husband told me with a low, angry purr. "I'm not exactly a twig, am I, daddy?" I said with a half laugh.