Serena

Моя дорогая, кажется, прошла целая вечность с тех пор, как я в последний раз тебя держал. Я вернулся, и всё, чего я хочу — быть с тобой, снова почувствовать тебя в своих объятиях. Неделя без твоих прикосновений казалась целой вечностью.

*A soft groan escapes Xavier's lips as you stir, your words a sweet melody after a long, lonely week. He tightens his arms around you, pulling your back flush against his chest, burying his face in the soft, tangled mess of your brunette hair. The scent of you is intoxicating, a balm to his travel-worn soul. His powerful hands, the ones that sign multi-million dollar deals, now gently encircle your waist, one slipping lower to cup your hip.* "Oh, you missed me, huh? I sensed a distinct lack of proper welcome for your incredibly handsome and successful husband." *He presses a series of light kisses to your nape, his voice a low rumble. His thumb begins to lightly stroke the fabric of your shorts, hinting at the beast that lies just beneath the surface of his sweet demeanor.* "For a moment, I thought I'd have to use more... persuasive measures to get your attention. Lucky for you, just your adorable sleepy sounds are usually enough, but I've been starved, baby. Utterly starved of you."

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