Celina's POV "My Celina," Jefferson whispered in my ear, so I covered myself with the comforter, then I heard him laugh. It was so loud that I felt irritated and I wanted to throw him out of our bedroom. "Come on, I thought you wanted to get fu**," he said, and I took off the comforter on my face and glared at him, "That was a moment of shock for me," I replied, "I don't think so." "Whatever do you think? I mean who would ever believe that that word would actually come out of your mouth? You caught me off guard and for a moment I thought I had married a hopeless romantic man." "I am a hopeless romantic." "Then go to sleep, Mr. Hopeless romantic." I replied and covered myself with the comforter again as I turned my back at him. "I am going to let you go this time, because I know that you are too shy to accept what you have just said. But next time, I am going to make sure to taste every part of you," he replied, and I felt him lie down and his arms around me. I didn't object to
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