In the master bedroom, only a bedside lamp was on, casting a dim, inviting glow. The atmosphere was absolutely perfect.
They kissed, tumbling onto the foot of the bed, their bodies entwining.
It had been three long years. Harvey was a bit out of practice, and Eloise didn’t entirely prepare well yet. But it was their imperfections that made the moment all the more exciting.
Harvey leaned into her ear, whispering sweet nothings at first, but then he gave into his own desires as he struggled to control himself.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by the creaking of the bedroom door. A small figure, clutching a pillow and rubbing sleepy eyes, called out, “Daddy!”
Everything came to a halt.
Harvey took a deep breath, looking down at Eloise from his elevated position. Eloise’s voice was shaky, “Harvey, please, hold her.”
Harvey looked at her. His gaze was intense, and his Adam’s apple was bobbing as he swallowed hard. He put on a bathrobe, got off the bed, and picked up their daughter, Linda, who crawled into his arms.
She had woken up from a dream. She was probably scared, so she was clinging to Harvey’s neck tightly.
Harvey comforted her gently, and then turned to Eloise with a hoarse voice, “Go take a shower, or you will feel sticky.”
Eloise’s cheeks flushed as she picked up Harvey’s shirt, put it on, and walked to the bathroom.
In the dim master bedroom, Linda hummed softly in her father’s arms.
Harvey picked up a fairy tale book from the bedside table and read to her. His voice was soft and husky, and Linda slowly calmed down.
When Eloise came out of the bathroom, she saw this scene and her heart softened. She realized her reconciliation with Harvey was largely because of Linda.
For Linda, Harvey had made many sacrifices. In the past, it would have been almost impossible to get him to stop.
She sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Linda’s small head, whispering, “Does she always wake up at night?”
Harvey put the fairy tale book aside, and looked at her thoughtfully. After a while, he laughed gently, “Are you afraid she will always interrupt us at crucial moments?”
Eloise blushed, “Harvey, you know that’s not what I meant!”
Harvey continued to gaze at her. After her shower, her skin was still red from their interrupted lovemaking, exuding a faint scent of desire. He wanted to continue, but...
Eloise guessed his thoughts and whispered, “Some other time.”
Harvey smiled, “Come here, let me give you a kiss.”
Eloise leaned in and he kissed her gently. The kiss was tender, free of lust. He didn’t let her go, pulling her into his arms on the other side of the bed. He pulled the covers over them and turned off the light in the bedroom.
Eloise lay in his arms, silent.
He comforted her softly, “It will be better when she’s older.”
Eloise nodded slightly. Then she protested again, “That’s not what I meant!”
In the darkness, Harvey stroked her lips. His voice was husky, “Eloise, I’m not satisfied. I know you’re not either.”
They were both in their prime, so the interruption would be frustrating for both of them. However, this kind of dissatisfaction caused by their child was also somewhat sweet.
Eloise blushed at his words and couldn’t help but retort, “You are such a pervert.”
He was a gentleman on the outside, but a hot-blooded man inside.
Harvey laughed softly. He whispered in her ear, “Don’t you like it, Eloise? I know you like it.”
Eloise refused to say more. She pressed against his chest, listening to the thumping of his heart, and gradually drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up in the morning, Harvey’s handsome face was right in front of her.
“Awake?” He gently touched her tender cheek, “Linda will wake up in half an hour. Shall we go to the bathroom?”
Eloise felt weak in the knees. She wanted him, so she didn’t resist.
After a round of sex, Harvey still wasn’t satisfied. He held her waist and murmured, “After dropping off Linda, come to my office, okay?”
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