When It Begins Again

19

Carlos' Coma

They both stood in the kitchen the next morning, the kids were still sound asleep in their bedroom.

" I'd ask for a quickie, but I'm scared us kissing would wake them up."

Carlos muttered as Jewel stood in front of him. She placed her hand on his member, a smirk on his lips.

"I've had a stressful month and I need my husband to make my legs buckle. I don't care how quick this quickie is, Los, get inside of me now."

He wasted no time as he placed her on the counter and began to kiss her. Their tongues danced hungrily with each others.

It had been so long, he thought as his palms kneaded her soft skin. He pressed her against his erection as she ground against him.

A whimper escaped his lips and he thought he'd combust from the friction alone without having entered her.

She freed him from his joggers as slid her underwear to her knees and placed him at her entrance.

He bit into her neck as he entered her, both their bodies trembled against the other.

He wanted to back in the feel of being in her, but he knew their time was short.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his torso.

Their eyes communicated what their lips didn't need to, they both needed this to be fast and rough.

He pounded into her as she bit into his shoulder blade.

With each pound he felt himself going insane, he wanted to merge himself into Jewel so that they'd never be separated. He wanted all of her because she had all of him.

A cry left her lips and he knew she was close. He felt himself twitching and he knew he was there with her.

With one last pound, they both became undone.

Carlos bent down and placed his mouth on her core, the moan that escaped her lips had him ready for round two.

He devoured her as if she was his the last meal he'd ever eat on planet earth until her legs trembled and she had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from screaming.

When they were done, they were both in a daze, they couldn't keep their hands to themselves.

"Jew, revisiting last night's conversation, I really think we should get a babysitter."

He knew how Jewel felt about it, but he also knew that they were struggling to find time for themselves without the kids.

He cracked the eggs and placed them in the frying pan.

"Los, Jas is helping out as much as she can. I just don't want the kids to feel like we're substituting ourselves for someone else."

Carlos pressed his lips against her cheek.

"Never, I just think with you working and me on the road for work. It might be what's feasible."

"Or I just quit my job?"

She questioned as he raised his hands up in surrender.

"I never said that."

"But you never really supported the idea of me working either."

She retorted and Carlos didn't want to go down this road, because if his wife decided to jump off a cliff he'd be right there behind her.

"I didn't support you telling another man your dreams and him helping you with it. You told me you wanted to do it on your own and I gave you the space to do that. And now it's like all the credit goes to Ryan because he popped up and saved you from a boring life of motherhood."