Letisha’s POV
My first thought when I opened my eyes the next morning was that I never wanted to wake up any other way than this. Despite the overall ache in my body, my heart sang with unspeakable contentment as I watched my husband’s sleeping face.
Even in repose, his features were arresting. My fingers reached out to trace thick, dark eyebrows before feathering down the length of an austere nose and stopping at the sensuous slant of his lips. I never would have anticipated that a simple body part was capable of bringing about such pleasure. Just a few hours ago, those lips had traced every line of my body without reserve.
My cheeks burned in embarrassment at the memory. I couldn’t believe I had acted like that. When he woke up, surely he would think I was some wanton, sex-starved maniac.
But for now, he was still sleeping, so…before I could curb my impulse, I leaned over and replaced my fingers with my mouth. His scent enveloped me, and my pulse thrummed loudly in my ear.