Ariel was in her sleep, but suddenly woken up by hands sliding through her waist from behind, and soft kisses on her back. She jumps, but Chase’s hands assures her that she is safe.
She looks at her twins sleeping next to her, then back at Chase who was in a mood.
“The kids, Chase,” She whispered, her breath escalating.
“They won’t wake up,” Chase said, his hands fondling Ariel’s perky breast.
“You clearly do not know Star, Chase. I do not want him reminding me what I did with you this morning,” Ariel insisted.
Chase got out of bed and held his hand put for her. Ariel held him and followed him to the bathroom, and as soon as the door was shut, Chase could no longer hold himself but devour Ariel’s lips against the door, and pin her hands on top of her head.
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