After the most erotic intercourse that Ian had with her last night, he was in his happy place as he was dreaming it, again and again, feeling her soft skin and wicked lips that brought Ian to his knees. But of course, when he was reaching out for the real person that slept next to him to do those actions again, he found out that Emily was not beside him in their makeshift bed. Ian opened his eyes slowly, rubbing them with his palms as he was looking around the makeshift tent, as he did not see his wife anywhere.
“Emily? Where are you, my love?” he asked, pushing the covers away as Ian pulled on his breeches. He was looking at his wife’s side, noticing that she had been out of their warm bed for quite some time now, but Ian could not think of a place where Emily would be out and about befo
