There was nothing quite comparable to laying with one's wife after a long, long absence. This was part of the pain, that he could not be with Michelle and experience the sweetness of making love to her. Now that he had, he could not be more content at that moment. He reached over and stroked her hair, smiling softly as they lay in bed
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She ached for him so much it was a physical thing, her nails digging into him, wanting him closer, needing to feel him inside her.
She's not sure she's ever needed someone this much.
She curls around him, resting her head on his chest. Now, she knows it's powerless to fight it, she needs him, but it's okay.
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Fact was, yes, his back was a little raw from her nails, but he also did not mind.
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He closed his eyes and grinned, leaning his head to hers.
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