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Setting her down on the bed, I slip my boxer briefs off and let them fall to the floor. My cock is hard as steel, and I need to be inside of her. “Alejo, you need to—”
“Hush, my love. I’m fine.” I untie her robe and reveal her creamy white skin. So smooth and flawless. “You are stunning,” I whisper, and crawl up to settle my hips between her open legs. “Tell me again,mi amor. Tell me you love me.” I need her to remind me that I heard her right the first time. That I wasn’t hallucinating. That this is all real.
She brushes some hair off my forehead and stares into my eyes so boldly. “I love you, Alejo.” As soon as the words fall from her lips, I thrust inside of her and smash my lips on hers. Swallowing her gasp. The one she lets out every time I first enter her.
I pepper her face and neck with kisses as I pump in and out of her. “Mi amor.”My love.Kiss. “Vida mia.”My life.Kiss. “Mi corazón.”My heart.Kiss. “Mi tesora.”My treasure.Kiss. “Mi reina.”My queen.Kiss. “My sun, my moon, my sky,” I whisper against her skin as I continue pounding into her, pulling gasps and moans from her throat. “Mi tempestad, mi calma.”My tempest, my calm.“My world.” My everything.
I can feel wetness on my back, but I ignore it. My ribs are fucking throbbing, but I ignore them. I’ll heal. But this moment right here won’t be around forever. Her love might not be around forever. Nothing can stop me from making love to my perfect wife.
Irma clenches around me and throws her head back. “Ah, Alejo.”
“Tell me again.” I feel my balls tightening, about to explode faster than I ever have before.
“I love you. I love you so much.” She shatters around me, and I explode inside of her. And in that moment, I decide that when her IUD expires, she won’t be getting a new one. I’m going to fill her womb with life. I know I told her it would be a decision between both of us, but I’m selfish and not a good man. She knows that, and she loves me anyway.
Irma
Ichew on my lip and shake my head as I watch the doctor remove the bloody bandages and inspect Alejo’s wounds. “Well, it looks like nothing really tore. Mainly the lesser burns that weren’t replaced with new skin is what got irritated and opened up. But you need to do less of whatever you’re doing and let them heal.”
Alejo eyes me and gives me a smirk. “Can’t promise you that, doctor.”
“He will take it easy, doc. I’ll make sure of it.” I raise a challenging eyebrow.
The doctor cleans him up and puts on new bandages, then leaves. “I need a shower,mi amor.” He stands up and waits for me to as well. I can tell he wants to scoop me up, but I give him a chastising look.
We go into the bathroom, and he lets me take his pants and underwear off without a fuss. I’m starting to think he actually likes me taking care of him. With everyone else, he puts up a fight and tells them to fuck off, but with me? He submits, and there’s this little gleam in his eyes.
I have Alejo sit on the bench, and I angle a showerhead toward him then go and stand under my own to wash myself first, soaping up my body and leaning my head back to wet my hair. When I tilt my head up and reach for my shampoo, I catch Alejo just staring at me as if he’s a starving lion and I’m a piece of meat being dangled in front of him. His cock is sticking straight up, and I grin. “You stay over there.” I give him a pointed look and lather my hair up with shampoo. “I’m serious, Alejo. You have to take it easy for a few days.”
He sighs. “One day. I promise to take it easy for one more day,” he counters.
So, I counter back with “Two days. If you behave for two whole days, starting tomorrow, I promise to make it worth your while.” I bite my lip and stare at him with my own hungry look.
He takes a deep breath and lets it out. “Fine. I’ll behave myself for two days.”
Satisfied with myself, I close my eyes and finish washing my hair. I flinch when I feel his hands wrap around my body, his erection poking me in the stomach. “Alejo,” I warn.
“You said starting tomorrow,” he rasps in my ear, making me giggle.
“You are beyond belief.”
We compromise again with oral sex and then crawl back into bed together. Not too long after we put on a movie, he drifts off to sleep under me, and I turn my head to gaze up at his peaceful look.
Telling Alejandro that I love him was like lifting a big weight off my shoulders. I didn’t even know I was carrying one. I thought telling him would make me feel exposed, but it was actually freeing. As if I’m no longer in an internal war with myself anymore. No more fighting emotions that were becoming too great to contain.
With a smile on my face, I settle into his chest and drift off to sleep. Happy and content with my life. No more loneliness, no more barriers.
Alejo kept his word and behaved for two whole days. He let me do everything for him and didn’t pester me for sex. Even when we were naked in the shower with his face in my crotch again, he didn’t molest me or try to seduce me.
He’s not the only one having to hold back. I want to jump his bones every time his skin brushes against mine. Every time I see his magnificent body, my entire body tingles with desire. One look from him ignites that conflagration inside of me that he has manifested. Every single part of me reacts to him.
I’m finally getting my energy back, and when I changed the dressings on his back, I could see how well he’s starting to heal. He’s going to have a bunch of nasty scars from the burns that weren’t replaced with new skin, but I meant what I said. Scars are sexy. They tell stories, and the story his tell is that he’s a demigod. I’m convinced of it. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, and he’s indomitable.
We fell back asleep after our breakfast, and I’m waking up feeling good.Reallygood. I’m ready to reward my husband for being such a good patient the past couple of days like he promised he would be.
Biting my bottom lip, I trail my fingers over his chest. Just feeling his hard muscles and soaking up his features. My fingers dip lower and run over the grooves of his hard abs. He’s lost a little bit of weight from everything that's happened, but he’s still nicely defined. Absolutely perfect.
My thighs rub together, and I can’t wait any longer. I need to feel him move inside of me. Gently, I climb on top of him, and he jolts awake. His hands immediately grip my hips, and I grin down at him. “Good morning.” I lean down and kiss him.
