His Second Addiction

Chapter 39

Aaran:

It's been days since the first time I got intimate with Aaidah. We have been doing it a lot since then. I can't control myself when I'm around her and it feels good to see her being needy for me as much as I am for her. That makes things more interesting especially when I tease her to beg for more. She begs so well. She takes my cock so well. She does everything so well. I'm getting so obsessed with this woman.

I never even thought about liking her but now I'm becoming obsessed with her with each passing day. I feel so suffocated when I can't touch her. Like now, she is on her period so we can't do anything else except just kissing. As much as I want to give her comfort when she is on her period, I also want to fuck her senselessly. One thing I love doing is to fuck her till she can't take it anymore and pass out eventually. At first I was trying to be gentle but nowadays I'm a beast when we are on the bed doing it.

I don't regret what I do. I would've been gentle obviously if I felt like Aaidah doesn’t like or can't bear it. But this woman loves my beast side the most. I gotta satisfy my wife like how she wants right? So that's what I do. I sigh, looking down at her sleeping figure. She is resting her head on my lap, curled up just like a baby and sleeping so peacefully when I'm trying to make my thing calm down. Is it normal to feel this needy? One touch of hers then I lose all my sanity and control.

I sigh again. Well I'm controlling myself with lots of difficulty thus I'm sighing a lot. I start to stroke her hair gently to make her relax and feel better. Just a while ago she was tossing around on the bed in pain until I came. She immediately hugged me as soon as I came. I had the urge to take off her clothes but then I remembered my jaan is on her period so I need to keep my hormones on control. I can't hurt her at this time when she is already suffering. I wish I could take away her pain or feel one percent of her pain. That way maybe I would feel less angry.

My chain of thoughts broke at my phone's notification sound. I grabbed my phone to see who texted me. I clenched my fists as I saw the text. Her ex Atib or someone who is pretending to be Atib keeps stalking her. That man text her nonstop from various numbers. Now he is texting me too saying how Aaidah is not pure and that he touched her. This bastard don't know that I already know he never touched Aaidah. She was a virgin. Her virginity was taken by me, her husband.

I don't reply to his text. I don't intend to tell strangers anything about my wife or our personal life. If he wants to think that she is impure then he can keep thinking like that cause what matters is that I know how pure she is. I turned off my phone. Once I get my hands on this bastard I will kill him with my bare hands. He thinks he can get away with threatening my wife? I won't spare anyone who even dares to look at her with the intention of hurting her. She is mine to love and hurt but hurt her in a way where she will also feel pleasure after a while.

I looked down at her when I felt her moving. I smiled when she opened her eyes and looked up at me confusedly in her sleepy state still. “I'm sorry. Your legs must be hurting.” She quickly sat up straight looking at me apologetically. “This is nothing. Did you slept properly?” She nodded her head while stretching out her arms. “I'm going to the bathroom.” I hummed in response as she got up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

I started working on my laptop after she went to the bathroom. After few minutes she came out so I lifted my head to look at her. “I'm fine now. Don't worry. It's my last day of period.” I smiled at her pulling her closer for a hug. “If you are feeling alright then can you go out with me in the evening to a business party?” Aaidah pulled away from the hug, looking at me as she nodded her head. “But we will wear matching outfits.” I smiled and nodded my head at her demand.