Tony didn't care about her little protests. He was home after a while and he had been holding back till the night just to have his moment with her.
Lately, she had turned more and more alluring than she used to be. Maybe because she was in her early thirties or maybe because she gave birth. She looked… like a proper woman. Maybe that was the allure.
He leaned on her shoulder and hugged her around her waist. She aged like fine wine and he was grateful he got to grow old with her. And her scent…Hmm…
He gently nibbled on her neck.
"Tony!" Marcella pushed him back. She didn't even know whether he heard her or not. "Why is that guy still with you?" she asked.
Tony's hold on her waist tightened and gently peppered kisses on her neck and cheek. His hot breath fell on her face and Marcella relaxed in his hold. She didn't want to fight her way out. She loved this closeness.
