For the rest of the week, never a night that passed, Damien didn’t make love to Andy. He was like a monster ready to devour her with his force and passion. Never could she imagine what she could do and perform such an act that only two people can know inside the bedroom.
They became each other’s addiction, a non-stopping proclamation of fondness and affection through moans and groans. Steamy as it may sound, but it was a blissfully ecstasy and stupor between them.
“Andy, come with me to Florida,” Damien said to Andy. They were having their usual early breakfast weekend at his place, it had been almost a week since they got officially married in papers, and Andy hadn’t left his home for the whole week.
They both went to work every day, but not at the same time. Andy had to leav
