Sophia’s POV

“No, no, no, no, no,” I murmur, rolling away with my eyes closed as my husband pesters me for a third round. Saying I’m drained is soft-pedaling how I feel right now.

“Come here,” he chuckles, easily catching me with a hand, and rolling me back toward him until my body touches his. He slips his other hand beneath me to wrap my waist. I’m electrocuted with pleasure for a second, warmed by his heat, and tempted by how solid he still is as he traps me with his strong ...