Movement on the other side of the bed woke Saera in the darkness of night. She had been sleeping happily, remnants of a pleasant dream faint in the back of her mind. Jin shifted behind her, and she felt hands run over her bare skin.
"Saera, my wife..." Jin's voice was a low murmur, husky from sleep and desire. "I can't seem to stop craving you.."
She rolled onto her back and moaned softly as Jin buried his face in her chest, kissing and suckling the ends of her breast. Her hands automatically found the back of his head, his hair soft between her fingers. Under his touch her nipples hardened quickly, and sleep soon became the furthest thing from her mind.
"Mmm…"
He began to take off his shorts, fumbling in his eagerness. "Again?"
She giggled softly and pulled him back down to her. "Yes, again…"
