Muscle

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I sigh and plop onto the bed.
I'm wearing my favorite yellow shirt and jeans.
All day I did meetings and paperwork. The only good thing is, I got to wear what I wanted to.
"Tired?" Maxon asks, coming over in his black sweats and white t-shirt and sits by me.
"Very," I reply.
He smiles and lays next to me. I look at him as he does.
He puts his hand on my cheek.
"I love you," he says.
"I love you too," I reply, looking into his eyes.
He softly kisses my lips. I kiss him back. The kiss slowly get harder.
He climbs on top of me and kisses my neck, pinning me down. He kisses my neck to my ear then to my mouth.
He moves back and I sit up.
We make out.
I tug at his shirt.
He moves away a bit and smirks.
"Yeah?" he asks.
"Take it off."
He moves back more and takes it off.
He kisses me. I run my hand over his muscles.
I move back to wear our lips are barely touching.
"You're really hot," I whisper.
"Am I now?"
"Oh yeah. You're so handsome and muscly."
"Thanks darling. You're not to bad yourself."
The feeling of our lips brushing against each other guides me goose bumps. It's oddly satisfying.
We both take each other's clothes off.

I yawn and snuggle up against him.
I now have sweats and his shirt on. He's wearing his sweats.
"You're adorable," Maxon says.
"Not really," I say.
"You are. You're perfect darling."
"Oh hush."
"It's true. You're absolutely perfect."
"Stop. If you're gonna talk perfect, talk about yourself."
He smiles at me.
"You're so sweet."
I smile back.
"I try."
He pecks my lips.
"Tomorrow's Christmas," he says.
"I know. I'm so excited."
"I'm glad."
"I can't wait for you to see what I got you."
"Oh?"
I grin.
"Well I can't wait for you to see what I got you," he says.
"What'd you get me?"
"You'll have to wait and see."
"Tell me."
"Nope."
"You suck."
"I know."
I roll my eyes.
"Do you think the kids will like their gifts?" I ask.
"Of course."
"That's good. I'm kinda nervous they won't like them."
"They'll love anything we get them."
"They're such good kids."
"They are."
"I love you," I say.
"I love you too my dear."
I yawn.
"Get some sleep."
I nod and hug him.
The heat of his body on my cool skin sends a chill through me.
I get comfy and go to sleep.

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