Camille awoke to aching sensations coursing through her entire body. The breeze of the wind was cold coming from the door out of the balcony. The surroundings were still dark, and a delightful scent of coffee wafted through the air, tickling her senses.
"Good morning, love," Nick whispered softly from behind her as she held onto the pillow.
"Good morning. Did you already grab your morning coffee?"
"I brewed some coffee as I waited for you to get up. But it didn’t turn out great, though. I prefer the one that you make.”
She attempted to suppress her smile but ended up biting her lips. Nick glanced down to plant a kiss on her. She had wrapped herself in a comforter when she suddenly felt her husband’s warm hand touching her w*manhood.
"N-nick..."
"Does it still hurt?"
She nodded gentl
