CHAPTER 26

Marcus's pov

I have never liked Mondays since I was a little boy. Mondays are the beginning and if your Monday is terrible then the whole week will be. I have never liked Mondays until today, waking up with my babydoll in my arms feels amazing. I can't believe I have only known her for a few days, it feels like we have been together for years. 

Last night was one of the best nights I have ever had. Making love to Juliana felt right, the feeling I am having now is overwhelming. Looking at my baby doll she is still sleeping. I am glad I satisfied her needs. I can still feel her touch on my body, I want to do what we did last night over and over again.

As I lay here, basking in the afterglow of last night's intimacy, I can't help but think about how lucky I am to have Juliana in my life. The way she looks when she is sleeping, so peaceful and serene, brings me a sense of contentment that I have never experienced before. Holding her in my arms, I feel a sense of protectiveness and adoration that I never thought I could feel for someone. And I am grateful every day for her presence in my life 

Last night was a reminder of the deep connection we share, both physically and emotionally. The way she responded to my touch, the way she whispered my name in the darkness, it all felt like a beautiful dance of love and passion. In those moments, nothing else mattered except for the two of us, lost in each other's embrace.

As I watch her sleep now, I can't help but feel a surge of love and gratitude. Juliana is my haven, my sanctuary in a world that can often feel chaotic and uncertain. 

I know from my past that relationships are not always easy and that there will be challenges ahead. But with Juliana, I am willing to face anything and anyone.

As I continue to look at her, I am filled with a sense of peace and contentment. Juliana is my light in the darkness, my anchor in the storm, and I am grateful every day for the relationship we are growing.

It is still early, and work does not start until nine, which is three hours from now but I want to get up early to make breakfast for my babydoll before she wakes up. Waking up next to her is like a dream come true, and I can't help but smile at the thought of spending the rest of my life with her. We may have only known each other for a short time, but the connection we share feels deeper than anything I have ever experienced. It feels like something out of this world.

Last night was different. It was not just about physical pleasure; it was about something more profound. The way our bodies moved together, the way her touch sent shivers down my spine, it all felt so natural and effortless. It was a true expression of our love and desire for each other. I have always imagined how having sex with her for the first time would feel from the moment I saw her. My imagination did not come close to the feeling I felt last night.

I find myself replaying every moment of our night together in my mind. The way she looked at me with those sparkling eyes, how she bit her lower lip when my cock reached her g-spot, and the sounds of pleasure that escaped her lips, all felt like a dream. I never thought I could experience such intense pleasure and connection with another person.

The memory of last night plays on a loop in my mind, each moment etched into my memory with vivid detail. The way her body moved in perfect harmony with mine, the way our breaths mingled in the air, creating a symphony of desire and passion. It was a night unlike any other, a night where time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in each other.

The intensity of our connection was tangible, a magnetic pull that drew us closer with each touch, each kiss, each whispered word of love. It was as if we were two halves of a whole, destined to come together in a fiery explosion of passion and desire.

And as I replay those moments in my mind, I can't help but feel a sense of awe and gratitude for the experience. To have shared such a profound connection with my babydoll is a gift beyond measure, a reminder of the power of human connection and intimacy. The connection I thought I lost.

I know that today is just another Monday, but it feels different. It feels like the start of something beautiful and extraordinary.  

It has been a whirlwind weekend, filled with intense emotions and a deep connection that I never expected to find so quickly. From the moment we met, there was a spark between us, undeniable and electric. And now, seeing her here in my arms, it feels like everything in my life has fallen into place.

Last night was a revelation. It was so much more than just physical pleasure. Being with Juliana felt like coming home. Every touch, every kiss, was filled with a raw and intense passion that I had never experienced before. It was like our bodies were perfectly in sync, moving together in a dance that only we knew the steps to.

As I look at Juliana sleeping peacefully, an overwhelming sense of gratitude washes over me. I never thought I would find someone who could make me feel this complete, this alive. And yet, here she is, a perfect match to my soul.

I know that not every day will be as magical as today. There will be challenges and ups and downs, just like any other relationship. But as long as I wake up next to Juliana every morning, I know that I can face whatever comes my way. 

I gently stroke Juliana's hair and kiss her forehead as I watch her sleep peacefully. The sun's rays slowly filter through the curtains, casting a warm glow on her face. I can't help but feel a surge of happiness knowing that she is here with me. She stirs slightly, a small smile gracing her lips as she slowly wakes up. As her eyes meet mine, I can see the same love and happiness reflecting on me.

"Good Morning Marcus," she greets with a smile. I have seen her smile before but this is different. There is a spark in her eyes that I have never seen before. 

"Morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?" A smile breaks on her face again rendering me speechless. Her smile always makes me feel weak in front of her.

"I slept like an Angel, you made sure of it."

"Really?"

"Yes, you made me feel so good last Marcus, so thank you. Last night was special to me. I felt alive after a very long time." There are tears in her eyes. I am hoping they are tears of joy.

I reach out and gently wipe away the tears from her cheeks, feeling a mix of surprise and concern. "I am glad I could make you feel that way, babydoll," I say softly, my voice filled with tenderness. "What made last night so special to you?" I want to know if yesterday was amazing for her like it was for me.

She takes a deep breath, composing herself before speaking. "It has been a while since I felt truly seen and appreciated," she replies, her voice filled with emotion. "You made me feel desired, wanted, and loved. I have not felt that before, Marcus."

I swallow hard, feeling a surge of warmth and gratitude wash over me. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace. "You deserve to feel loved and cherished every day, not just one night," I whisper to her, my voice filled with sincerity. "I want to be the one who makes you feel that way, always."

Her grip tightens around me, and she rests her head against my chest, finding comfort in our embrace. "Thank you, Marcus," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "Thank you for reminding me of what it feels like to be alive."

"You are welcome, sweetheart."

I hold her close, feeling an overwhelming sense of love for this woman. At this moment, I realize just how much she means to me. She has given me a spark within myself, igniting a fire of affection and devotion that I know will never fade. She has brought so much joy to my life.

She wraps her arms around me, holding me tightly. "Thank you, Marcus. You have no idea how much this means to  me." The spark in her eyes ignites a fire within me, a burning desire to make every day special for her.