Viona's POV
I still couldn't believe I woke up to Rafael sleeping beside me—thanks to Skylar and Primstar, who had taken over the guest room.
I'd thought we wouldn't actually end up just sleeping last night, because even with just his breath brushing my back, my heart had been racing uncontrollably.
The lingering echo of that overwhelming orgasm—when he fucked me from behind in that dangerously thrilling moment where the kids almost heard—was still carved into my body, making me squirm a little just thinking about it.
And not to mention how his big, warm hand kept trying to squeeze every soft spot on my waist and thighs.
He said he couldn't help it because he still couldn't believe I was lying beside him, and he was unbearably fond of me, which drove him mad.
But that soft, affectionate urge of his mixed too easily with his perversion, and it annoyed me a bit.
What if I caught his perversion too, because I didn't even dislike what he was doing?
