C80 Loving the Don

Sometime during the night, he rolled me on top of his big body as we made love. I knew that it was a concern for me and the child in my womb that made him do so and I felt immensely touched by that.

Later we lay, our limbs entangled, damp and drained. I kissed the damp, strong arm to reassure myself that I was not dreaming. I had placed my head against his shoulder