And afterwards... she smiled as she pictured what would happen  after  an argument. He’d take her roughly against the counter of their kitchen, turning her around and filling her to the hilt. Their passionate, heated, moans would echo off the walls, merging with the softer tones of earlier love-making. She imagined him whispering apologies as his hands gripped her tightly. He’d tell her how much he loved her as his fingers softly grazed her clit and he pounded her from behind.