Sleepy

"Gregory…." I shudder

"Hmmm Denise". He responds to my name while still pampering slow kisses on the side of my face, neck and jawline.

"What do you want? '' he murmurs against my skin. He returns to pampering kisses on my sensitive skin..

"Can, you.., can you.." I'm not able to get a complete sentence out due to his kisses. He moves to the other side of my face.

"If you don't talk I won't know what you want my dear Denise". He murmurs to me then nibbles my ears.

"I think… erm… I.. err.. I am sleepy". I stutter lightly.

"You still haven't made a comprehensible sentence Denise. What do you want? He chuckles quietly, the sound tingles my ears.

I have to put an end to this now. If not we'll both regret it in the morning.

"I feel sleepy, I need to rest. For my health and that of the babys'. I blurted out yawning.

He only chuckles before giving me one last peck, standing straighter. He comes beside me and stretches out his arm for me to take assisting me down the stool.

I stare into his