And it was perfect.

Tugging him off the bed, my heart pounding now for an entirely different reason, I slowly back across the room with his hand in mine.

“I think it’s time for another bath,” I whisper, wiggling my brows.

Ben laughs. I squeal, jumping into his arms the second he strips off his shirt.

“No bubbles.”

I smile against his mouth. “I love you.”

“That’s all I need, baby,” he says, positioning himself to take me. “All I’ll ever fucking need.”

I close my eyes, feeling him stretch me. Fill me.

And I’m home.

The End