58. A GIFT FOR YOU

It was another morning of waking up in his arms, Lena wanted nothing more than to wake up in Darian's arms every morning, it felt like her haven in the world.

It was finally the game day for the Dawson family mafia, and Lena was exhausted. Last night Darian was hot, the best they've ever had since they started their sexcapade. Darian had made love to her in every corner of their bedroom and her legs were mildly hurting.

"We will be late if we don't get out of bed now," Darian traced soft kisses down her neck. "Or do you want me to continue from where I stopped last night?" His husky voice boomed in her ears.

She moved her body away from him, she knew well that Darian wouldn't hesitate to have her that morning if she didn't stop him.

"I'm serving today, I guess you don't remember that." She got off him and out of the bed, draping her body with the duvet. She left him naked on the bed, "You should get your ass off that bed and go have a bath."

"I don't want to, though," he jerked his sh