Miguel got caught up at work later than usual, leaving you a small message to let you know.

                            「 Miguel 」

I’ll be home late tonight mi amor

I’ll make up for it when I’m back

Promise

While you should’ve just replied with a normal response, you went ahead and sent a rather suggestive picture of yourself to him.

About an hour later, as you were settled into bed, you heard the front door slam open and shut.

Miguel came bursting into the bedroom with a look of frustration and desire.

He abruptly wrapped his arms around your waist, his hands holding you tightly and his body pressing against yours.

“How could you do that to me while I’m at work? Do you want me to go crazy, hermosa?” He murmured, burying his face in your chest.