Chapter 70
Myrah's POV
I had to breathe. I was unable to breathe. My heart was beating at a rate I had no idea it was capable of.
My husband, Valentino, the person I was deeply in love with, had touched me. A passionate touch that is accompanied by licks, delicate squeezes, and nibbles, not just any ordinary and fleeting contact.
My nipples demanded attention as if I had never felt them before, and they received it for some time. What the heck did he do? How did he have such knowledge?
He was simply the best at fondling, and I had a very strange dream. I've always dreamed of finding a husband who would perfectly fondle my breasts. He fulfilled all of my dreams.
The same man who had left me a writhing wreck was now kissing my neck sensually. It appeared as though he was researching his favorite topic, my body.
