Mars planted a deep kiss on his wife's lips. They still tasted sweet and soft as the last time he remembered. Ohh... how much he missed her scent... her soft skin, her taste in his lips. He wanted to kiss her and hug her and make love to her.
"I love you so much..." he let go of her lips just to profess his love. Then, he kissed her again.
Emmelyn closed her eyes as Mars grabbed her waist and squeezed it gently. His kiss was intoxicating and she was soon out of breath.
Mars was immediately reminded that Emmelyn must be feeling so weak when he heard her panting. She was sleeping for a long time. Fighting the urge to kiss her more and devour her right then, Mars moved back and looked at Emmelyn with a gaze filled with longing.
"Daddy..." Right at that moment, Harlow pursed her lips and reached out to her father. She felt abandoned because all Mars ever cared about was this older woman. Mars had no choice but take Harlow and carried her in his arms.
