And it was perfect.
Tugging him off the bed, my heart pounding now for an entirely different reason, I slowly back across the room with his hand in mine.
“I think it’s time for another bath,” I whisper, wiggling my brows.
Ben laughs. I squeal, jumping into his arms the second he strips off his shirt.
“No bubbles.”
I smile against his mouth. “I love you.”
“That’s all I need, baby,” he says, positioning himself to take me. “All I’ll ever fucking need.”
I close my eyes, feeling him stretch me. Fill me.
And I’m home.
The End