Chapter 23- Bipolar. Not-so-muscular. Bad singer.
Alexander's POV
"Yes! Right there!" My nails scrape George's naked back as he thrusts even deeper inside me. The sound of slapping skin and series of moans and grunts fill the bedroom. He raises my legs, making my thighs rest on his shoulder.
"Shit. Wifey, you're so tight." George grunts as he continue going in and out of me in a speed that makes me scream. He hits that sweet spot inside me over and over again.
"I'm coming. Oh God, hubby I'm coming!" I moan as I feel my orgasm coming to life.
"Come for me, wifey."
And just like that. I came for the god-knows-what time and my seed drenches my stomach and after a few thrusts, George moans and I could feel his warm seed inside me. George kisses me one last time before he takes my limp legs off his shoulder and pulls out of me. He came so hard that I could feel his cum leaking out me.
"I love you, wifey." He whispers before kissing me on the cheek.
"I love you too, hubby." I say as I felt my eyes closing, and before I knew it, I was asleep.
---"Wake up, Alexander. Wifey, wake up." I slowly opened my eyes and they meet George's blue ones.
"Hmm. Go away." I mumbled and pulled the blankets, making it cover me. And before I could go back to sleep, the blankets gets pulled down once again and George starts raining kisses all over my face. I tried to ignore it but he chuckles and rains kisses all over my face once again.
I then used my right hand to reach the back of his head and pulled him towards me, making his lips meet mine. George moans and eventually pull back.
"You shouldn't be kissing me. My breath probably smells horrid." I say with a soft chuckle and he snorts.
"Damn boy, I'll kiss you even if you're breath smells like the shit of a thousand horses." He says in a fake cowboy accent, making me giggle. He then kisses me again.
"Let me brush my teeth first." I mumble when pull back from the kiss. I then stood up, naked of course, and slowly walked towards the bathroom. Purposely doing slow seductive strides knowing George is watching me.
Once I finished brushing my teeth, I walk to the bed and notice a tray of food by the nightstand.
"Breakfast in bed. Hmm. Miracles do come true." I hummed in delight before jumping on the bed and pulling the covers just below my torso. George chuckles before grabbing the tray and placimg it on the surface of the bed.
"I'd never thought you'd learn how to cook but alas, the world is full of suprises." I chuckle as I notice that the tray contained some pancakes, waffles, a glass of orange juice, coffee and some little fruit.
"I just wanted you to know that once we get married, I can give you almost everything. Even breakfast-in-bed." He wears a smug grin as he gabs a plate and we both start eating.
"Well, I think Sarah made this and you're just lying." George suddenly chokes on his orange juice, making me reach over and pat his back while laughing.
"Damn it. How did you know?" He says and wears a small pout, making me chuckle.
"I just do. You could've just told me you know. Are you scared I'll change my mind?" I ask teasingly and he starts to act weirdly.
"I just...I..you...I don't know." He sighs and I put the tray away before sitting infront of him. I then, raised my hand and put it in his cheek.
"Is something wrong? What are you hiding?" He sighs once again before he bites his lip and looks at me.
"We.. I don't know. I read this article online saying rushed weddings don't usually work out. And this..I mean we happened so fast. I'm just scared you'll get tired of me and leave. I wouldn't know what to do when that happens." He says the last part softly and I quickly pull him towards me, making me rest my head on his shoulder and him doing the same unto me.
"Stop believing those shenanigans over the internet. They're messing not just you're mind, but also our wedding." He chuckles softly and he kisses my head.
"You'll never leave me, right?" I ask seriously and he nods before giving me a quick kiss.
"Never. I love my funny, caring, cute, talented, perfect husband." He answers making a smile creep on my face.
"How 'bout you? You'll never leave me right?" He asks and I noticed his Adam's apple moving up and down.
"I really don't know. I'd leave someone who can't cook and sing." I say seriously and his eyes widen in shock. A smile appears on my face before I say, "Gotcha!"
"Stop joking! You'll never leave me, right? Right? Say it!" He says and I smile before I lean and kiss him.
"Never. I love my, bipolar, not-so-muscular, bad singer, and definitely cannot cook husband." I say and chuckle.
"Why do you have to point out the negative? You could have said something good like me being handsome and caring." He smirks, making me roll my eyes.
"Well, just always remember that I love you, not just because you're rich and handsome and all the other good things. For me, that's just a bonus. I love you for your imperfections and flaws. I love how you make me laugh when you try so hard to sing whenever we fight, even if you have an ugly voice. I love how you cover my eyes whenever we watch some movies with super muscular men, knowing that they have better body that you. I love how you do your best to make me believe that you cooked something, when it's Sarah who cooked it. The most important is that I love YOU. Not just the positive side, but the negative side also. You don't need to learn how to cook or sing or go to the gym every single day for me to love you. From the start, I already loved you and is still loving you even if you have many imperfections."
He looks at me and smiles at me lovingly before smashing his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms accross his neck and close my eyes. When we pull back, he smirks at me.
"Someone's in a romantic mood." He smirks at me.
"You started it! And now, you made me lose some parts in my vows. Now I need to think of something new to put in the wedding vows. " I scoff and try to stand but George quickly pulls me back, making my back press against his chest. He then burry face in the crook of my neck.
"I love you, wifey. Always." He says making me blush.
"I love you too hubby. Always." I reply and then suddenly, my back is on the surface of the bed and George is above me."Let me show how good it feels to stay with me and by my side forever." He says lovingly before smashing his lips unto mine.
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