Behind His Lens

by R.S. Grey

  “Well, if this wasn’t the best morning I’ve ever had—breakfast in bed and sex all before my shower.” I grinned. My legs felt like jelly as all my muscles were stretched and aching.

  “Glad to be of service.” His voice was filled with amusement. I’ve been like this for the past few months—needing sex on demand. I felt bad, as if I were using him, but I figured it wasn’t much different from before I got pregnant.

  “Must be horrible for you, always needing to fulfill my needs, and all.” I stroked his back with my fingertips as he continued lying on top of me.

  “It’s not always easy being the boss. Sometimes I have to do the dirty work.” I could feel his smile against my chest as we bantered.

  “Oh, you poor thing. I almost feel sorry for you.” I rolled my eyes.

  He kissed me lightly on the lips before rolling off the bed. I just watched as he walked to the bathroom. I listened as the shower started and steam began filling the room.

  “Come on, let’s shower together.” He smiled, holding his hand out for me.

  “Definitely the best morning ever.” I grinned, taking his hand in mind as I followed him in.

  And it was the best shower ever.

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