Yes, It’s All My Fault

"I see," Arabella sighed in relief.

"You don't have to worry about such matters. You are my wife. Even if you ask me to delay my departure, I wouldn't mind. So, you can just sleep as much as you want. I won't leave without a kiss from you," Ferdinand hugged her and gave her more pecks.

Arabella smiled. He knew exactly what to say to make her heart race. 

It felt so nice to wake up and receive this much love from him. She wished she could wake up like this every day.

Arabella hugged Ferdinand too and gave him a smooch.

"Don't tempt right upon waking up," Ferdinand complained though he loved her kiss.

"What are you talking about? I just kissed you," Arabella rebutted.

Ferdinand glanced down and she followed his gaze. Her breasts were pressed against him. The sheets were in between them, but Ferdinand's heightened senses were sensitive.