**Phoebe's POV**
I awoke to my body feeling deliciously sore. Lorenzo woke me up twice in the middle of the night to have me again and again. I wasn't complaining. Having him inside of me surpassed any expectation I had, anything I could have imagined. It was one thing to have him touch me and taste me, but to have our bodies come together and mold into one was like touching Heaven. I know what he means by having Heaven on earth because we found it together.
I rolled onto my side to face my sleeping, beautiful husband. I watched as his chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing and wondered how it was for him. Did he enjoy last night? I don't know what it feels like for a guy, but from the grunts and moans that filled the air would mean he loved every second of it. I never knew a man
