It was not the kind of breakfast in bed she was expecting. This was the kind of breakfast where she was the main course. Charlotte was writhing under him as Seamus moved under the cover. His hands were all over her body, and his sinful mouth somehow kept on devouring her until she saw stars.

"Seamus!" She cried his name the second her climax hits. Charlotte was blushing profusely when he dragged her body to lay on top of him.

"Morning, beautiful."

She smiled and let him snuggle into the crook of her neck. They lay together while his hand rubbed her backside and she practically blissed out from her...