NIGEL QUINTIN ULYSSES
Marcus kisses my cheek as he turns off the television, his tongue darting out and licking my skin down to my neck. He looks at me through his lashes and then grins as he sees my expression. My lips are parted, a silent moan escaping my lips as he continues licking the soft spot on my neck that sends electric shocks to my system. In 5 years that we're together, never once he got tired of me. He makes sure I feel loved every day, hour, minute, and second. We had our ups and downs, and we will continue to have those as we're not perfect couple and mates, but we have an agreement that whenever we fight, no one makes sure to sleep it off. Before we go to sleep, we'd always have a talk about what happened and let our differences aside. Marcus makes sure to explain his side
