Michael's POV
She ground hard against my thigh, small whimpers left her perfect lips and I let out a strangled sigh.
Was I a pervert for enjoying this?
She was killing me. My hard member strained against my sweatpants and I let out a sigh before pushing her off lightly.
We had been sleeping in the same bed for a while. At first, I would sleep in her bed after she had slept and she would complain but nowadays, l just slept in her bed and she didn't look too angry about it. She was a huge cuddler.
Was I a pervert for watching my wife hump my thigh in her sleep?
I stared at her as she slept. I couldn't believe how long it took me to see how beautiful she was. How much I was hurting her even when nothing was her fault. She was the innocent one in all this.
Yes, I was a pervert.
My phone vibrated from the bedside and I groaned, ready to curse whoever was calling me at five in the morning.