A new cold feeling roused Adrien from his shoulder. He opened his light green eyes colored eyes and peered behind him. His wife wasn't there. He felt the spot where Hus wife was; it was cold.
It was then he heard the shower running in the bathroom. He sat up in bed and looked at the clock. It was 5 o'clock in the morning.
He slammed his eyes shut when he heard the bathroom's door knob jiggle. The door opened then was gently shut. Footsteps could be heard getting closer until they stopped at what sounded like the dresser.
Opening Hus eyes slightly, he saw Marinette standing in front of the mirror on the dresser with a towel wrapped around her from chest on down, combing through her damp, curly, black hair. She hasn't acknowledged his staring yet.
As she groomed and pampered herself, she let her towel drop to the floor and he feasted his eyes upon her beautiful almost glowing body. It was times like these he would realize how beautiful his girlfriend really is and would thank God for her being in his life.
Marinette walked towards the walk-in-closet and his eyes raked over her body with lust from her luscious lips to her wonderfully toned legs. His fingers were tingling with the urge to touch to her.
When the urge became too strong to handle he got out of Ber and quickly crept up behind her. She gasped when a warm pair of arms wrapped around her waist. A moan escaped her mouth when Adrien lightly sucked the skin behind her ear.
Adrien dragged her back to bed where they proceeded to have fun all morning.