Rufus' POV:
Clothes were scattered on the floor beside the bed. The air was thick with a strong and musky smell.
I moved my arms lazily and wrapped them around the woman tightly.
Sylvia let out a low moan and her red face popped out from under the blanket. She cozied up against my chest and said sleepily, "I'm so tired. What time is it?"
"Why don't we sleep in a little longer? It's still early after all." I gently rubbed her belly, lowered my head, and nibbled her earlobe gently. "Does it still hurt?"
I wasn't gentle enough earlier and was almost kicked out of bed.
Sylvia closed her eyes and shook her head. Her drowsy voice was so soft and cute. "No. It doesn't hurt anymore. Am I going to be discharged from the hospital yet?"
"Yes," I answered softly. I pressed my lips against her bare skin, from her neck all the way to her lips, leaving a trail of red marks. "Stay with me a little longer. I don't want you to leave."
Sylvia laughed and pushed me away gently. "Don't kiss me there. It tickles."
I raised my head to give her a cheeky look. Then, I lifted my leg and crossed it over her tummy. At the same time, I grabbed her hands and wrapped them around my back, so that we would be closely intertwined.
"Move back in with me." I held her in my arms and nudged her slightly. My lower body was pressed against hers, making my cock a little restless.
Sylvia hesitated. "But our relationship is still a secret. Moving in together is too high-key, and gossip will inevitably follow us. It wouldn't be good if your parents find out. I don't want to cause a rift between you and them. It'll be exhausting."
I leaned my forehead against hers and pouted like a puppy. "Just the thought is giving me a headache. My father will be easy to deal with, but it's my mother who will make things difficult for you."
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