Destroyed Wife

Nine

Nine

Chantel

"I'M HOOOOME! SWEETHEART  WHERE ARE ARE YOU?" he shouts.

"In the kitchen!" I answer back while stirring the sauce.

Not a while later, big strong arms wrap around my waist. His manly scent envelops me.

"What's my beautiful wife' cooking?" I shiver when his hot breath touch my neck. I tilt my head for him. I moan when he trails a kiss from my ear to my shoulder.

"Hon stop it, I'm cooking" I try to push his head but instead grasp his hair when he bit the space where my neck and shoulder meet. "Dame" the supposed to be stern voice came as a moan, he is now licking my earlobe. He didn't stop though, the arms in my waist crept inside my shirt and sensually caressed my stomach, tracing the curves of my body. While the other one grip my hair to tilt my head more as he attack my neck.

"Let's take this to our room huh" his voice husky and I can feel how turned on he was on my back. I moan and push myself to him.

He turned off the stove and carry me to the bed with no ease. I yelp and immediately put my arms around his neck. He rain kisses on my face and on my neck.

We reach the room in no time. He toss me to the bed and I bounce a little. He's on me even before I can blink.

His eyes show lust, hunger, want and passion but the most dominant, love. I immediately close the distance between us.

I pressed my lips to his. And he wastes no time as he move his lips against mine with hunger. His kiss is aggressive but at the same time passionate. He run his tounge on my bottom lip and I part my lips to welcome his tounge. He explored every area in my mouth, every cavern. His tounge caressed mine, coaxing it to come out. I grip his hair tight and he groans at that. He then trail his kisses to my neck and I tilt my head back to give him more access. I moan when he bit the space behind my ear.

"You love that huh?" I'm a mess now but I love it.

His hands caress every part of my body. Touching every skin his hands could reach. Places where only he aside from me can touch. I writhe and moan under him. The temperature is rising and sweat dripping in our body. He grind his on me and I moan at the friction. He's hard as a rock and I can feel how huge he is.

"Let's take this off" he said huskily as he rip my top in half. Moans, groans and pants filled the room.

I shiver when the cold air touch my skin. He tightens his arms around me and I snuggle to him closer. I inhale his scent, he smelled me and sex. He chuckled sexily and plant a  kiss my head.

"Are you good?" He asked while rubbing circles in my back and I hum my answer.

We were tangled under the sheets, we are still naked as the day we were born but that didn't matter now. What happened earlier is pure bliss. He is so passionate in our love making and I can feel his love in his every kiss, caress and action.

I look at his perfectly sculpted chest that is now covered in sweat. He placed a finger under my chin, tilted my head up and placed a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"I love you, so much" he said, sincerity in his eyes. His eyes swirling with emotions, love being the most visible. I feel my eyes sting.

"I love you too, so much" I said and I feel a tear escape my eyes. He wiped it immediately but the tears didn't stop flowing.

"Hey shh sweetheart" he rub my back soothingly. "What's wrong?" he asks softly. Wiping another stray tear.

I shook my head. Then smile. Still tears streaming down my face. "Nothing, I'm just happy. That's it. I'm happy that you're here by my side"

"Are you sure?" he asked worriedly. I gave him a nod. "And I'll never leave you. I promise you that. He pulled me in his arms.

I inhale his scent as he coos and whisper comforting words. I snuggled to him closer and he tightens his arms around me. He placed a kiss on top of my head.

Oh how I love this man.

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