I do bathroom things and then sort out our nest, pillows plumped, bottom sheet smoothed, and the duvet all shook up.

You slip in beside me, and we get comfy. I'm Little Spoon, and soon my bottom is neatly tucked into the warm curve of your body.

Your hand cups my breast, the nipple between your fingers. Your other hand slides down, ready to be squeezed tight between my thighs. With a wriggle and a sigh, we are ready for sleep.

But then you go and poke your tongue in my ear and whisper, "Suzy, I need to fuck you."