Laura
I was lying with Stephen on the bed, cuddling like he promised we would. At home, he wraps his arm around me at night, but it’s just not the same as what we were doing now. I didn’t realize how much I missed these little moments until this very moment.
I felt Stephen kiss the top of my head, and I let out a soft sigh. I really did miss being intimate with him.
Turning in his arms, I reached up and pulled his head down so I could kiss him properly. His lips were hungry as they moved against mine, sucking gently and running his tongue over my lips.
I pulled away and looked into his eyes. “I do miss you. I guess I’m just scared that the spark might be gone,” I admitted.
Stephen gazed at me with heavy-lidded eyes. “It’s not gone, Laura.” He took my hand and placed it on his crotch.
