"Kai, we should stop!" Savannah pleaded as her husband kept peppering her neckline with kisses, trying to relieve her of her dress.
"We really shouldn't," he murmured softly, biting her shimmering North Star mark, which always made his wife throw her head back and give him better access. He stood behind her, hands greedily travelling all over her body, grasping and kneading everything that finally belonged to him.
"We– have to–" Savannah gasped, forgetting what it was that they had to do. There had been so much work in the past few weeks that they couldn't enjoy their life as newlyweds the way they desired. In fact, they either did not see each other during the days or, worse – they saw each other, were so close to each other, but the circumstances did not let them touch each other. Reun
