CHAPTER 67
MAGUIRE'S POV
As evening approached, I finally managed to slip out of bed. Natalie was fast asleep. I needed to find something for us to eat, and I didn't want to wake her. I gingerly propped myself up on one elbow, careful not to disturb her. She was sleeping soundly, her breath coming out in slow, even puffs.
I watched her sleeping face, a feeling of contentment washing over me. I knew I had worn her out, and I couldn't help but feel proud of myself. She looked so peaceful and beautiful, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of love for her.
I couldn't help myself, I wanted her so badly. I wanted to keep going, to make her mine over and over again. But even after all that, I knew I still wouldn't be satisfied. I wanted her in every way possible, and even that wouldn't be eno
