It had be so long—too long—since they had made love. Jisoo's post-partum recovery had been extremely slow compared to Jennie. As a result, she and Jiyong had to hold back their sexual urges and wait until her body was ready.
Of course, she still did her best to give pleasure to her husband now and then using her hands and mouth even when her body wasn't ready for the full experience yet.
He wasn't the only one always on the receiving end either. Before his recent coma, he also did his best to pleasure his wife as much as he could despite the many limitations of her post-partum body.
His wife was different to his former bedmates. He couldn't just treat her as someone disposable to vent his lust. As long as they were married, they were stuck together. Besides, he couldn't get it up for any other women anyway except for her.
He continued to kiss the brains out of his wife, knowing that once she became aroused enough, all her inhibitions would be thrown out of the window. She would become a seductive siren, the opposite of her usual prim and proper self.
"Nikolai," she panted.
He nibbled and sucked her lower lip, and then let his hand snake down her back, along her waist, and finally on her butt before giving it a light squeeze.
She moaned and seemed to melt in his arms. "I need...you...please...."
He smirked and then whispered to her ear, "Please what?"
"Please...f-fuck me...."
"Heh~ You want your husband to fuck you so badly?"
"Y-yes," she groaned. "Nikolai...husband...."
The way she said husband made his control snap. He lifted her up. She yelped and wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders and her legs around his waist like a koala. He walked a few steps and carefully laid her down on the small couch on the islet.
It wasn't the most comfortable for a big man like him but he didn't give a damn. His need for his wife was the best form of physical comfort than what a mere comfy couch could give him.
Hell, he could even fuck the woman on a bed of nails if necessary. Of course, he would be careful to take all the discomfort and not allow his woman to experience anything else than mind-blowing pleasure.
They continued to make out on the small couch. His hands were all over her body, making her tremble and moan in a way that resonated with his own desire. The more she responded to his actions, the more aroused he became.
Despite wearing a pair of loose and soft lounge pants, it still felt tight from how hard his erection was continuing to grow. He pressed his hardness against her thigh, trying to ease his need even for just a little.
"L-let me," she whispered before reaching down between them and touching his erection underneath his pants.
He sucked her lips before moving to sit on the other end of the couch. She pushed herself up and turned her body until she was lying on her stomach. Her head was facing his lap.
She tugged the waistband of his pants. He lifted his hips and helped her pull it down to his knees.
He watched her with half-lidded eyes.
"This..." he gasped while giving her smug wife an ineffective side eye. "This doesn't...count. My stamina has worsened because I...just recently came out of coma."
"Right~" she drawled, her expression remaining smug.
He chuckled, not minding it. To be honest, he preferred it when his wife was feeling smug and confident like this and not always wallowing in her insecurities.
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The Wife Is A Superstar 7
FanfictionA world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night. She is reborn into the body of Jennie Kim, a pop...
