“Jax.”
Hayle's voice was slightly playful, tinged with the characteristic sound of waking up. Her comfort was disrupted by her husband's antics. The day was still dim, with sunlight yet to pierce the horizon.
“Go back to sleep,” Jaxter whispered, causing Hayle to furrow her brow.How could she sleep when her husband was showering kisses on her neck and shoulders, occasionally targeting her cheeks and lips? His kisses were gentle, yet they made it impossible for Hayle to relax into slumber again.
She was still tired from what they had done the night before, but it seemed her husband was very eager to continue their affection.
“It’s still morning, Jax,” Hayle whispered, longing to return to her beautiful dreams.
“Hmm, I know.” Jaxter seemed reluctant to abandon his teasing. He still want
