Cyprus wood

It was just a regular day, you tidying up a room when the door opens, you look up expecting to see the people staying here tonight, But no, it's your husband...Cyprus. You look a bit surprised and your about to ask him why hes here but hes to quick and lifts you up in his arms, throws you on the bed and pins you down, his hot breath on your neck and your bodies close, he tangles his hands in yours I missed you...I say with a low growl