THREE YEARS LATER.

  RYAN'S POV.

  

  "You will pull out my haiiirrrrr, Ryaaannn...." Rosa cried out, as I pounded her from behind.

  "Sorry, love." I exhaled sharply, releasing my hold immediately. 

  "No, hold me." She protested. In that moment, I wanted to laugh out loudly, but was scared it would soil the mood.

  "Mommy!" 

  We both froze instantly. That could only be one person. Nyla!

  "Don't stop." Rosa whispered.

  "But...." 

  "Please, Ryan." She begged, sounding quite frustrated. Ever since kids came into the picture, sex became a stolen pleasure. 

  

  

  "She's here." I quickly sniffed out our daughter, pulling out of Rosa immediately. The speed at which I used to get my...