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Beautiful

six months later
Jules's POV
I wake to Illi kisses down my chest. "Whatcha doing?" I ask, my eyes getting used to the light in the room. She looks down at me with a smirk.
"Just though we could do something," she says, moving her crotch against mine. "I'm sorry about last night." I look at the floor and see that our clothes are no longer spread across the room. Her wedding dress is hung up on the door and my clothes are on the dresser.
"Its okay. You always fall asleep in the middle sex," I joke. She sighs, getting off of me and laying down. "Okay, I will say that it made me feel a little bad, but its okay. We can do it now?" I say, climbing above her.
She gives me a forced smile. "Or we can go on a run?" She asks. I tilt my head, studying her.
"Do you like, not find our sex pleasurable anymore?" I ask her. She closes her eyes, running hands down my back.
"It is, kind of. No, its not," she says. I bite my lip. "It's different I told you it would be in the beginning. I said I wouldn't be the same intimately. And it doesn't help when your being rough. I had to start taking the pills again to stop the dreams," she tells me.
"Why didn't you tell me that?" I ask her. She shrugs.
"I honestly don't know, in wish I did. But yeah, we can do that if you want," she says, moving the straps of her tank top off. I stop her.
"No, don't. I'll feel like I'm using you," I say. "Is there anything I can do to make it better? Touch you more? Not touch you?" She smiles, playing with my hair. I want to kill the son of a bitch who caused her to be like this now.
"No, touch me a lot. Just be softer. I honestly don't remember the last time we didn't act like we had two minutes," she tells me. I kiss her shoulder.
"I can do that," I say. She smiles and let's me kiss her. Our tongues work together as I work her underwear down. She does the same with my boxers and removes her tank top.
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I suck on her collarbone, working my way down as my fingers go down there. She sighs, her back arching against me. She grips me and moves her hands up and down.
Our mouths meet again. "Stop," she says, moving my hand away from her. She flips us over and sinks down onto me. I grip her hips. "Okay, now I feel uncomfortable," she says.
I move us so I'm on top of again. As much as I live seeing her like that from the bottom, I would rather this. She grips my arms as I thrust into her. "Does that feel good?" I ask her.
"Very," she answers breathlessly. "Harder," she tells me.
"You said-"
"I know what I said, bit it doesn't feel like your being yourself. Be a selfish husband and use me," she snaps. I don't want to hurt her. Pinning her hands above her head I go a little faster. She groans and moves so she's on me.
She pins my hands above my head and moves on me. Our eyes lock with one another's. Beads of sweat form on her forehead. She throws her head back. I mange to get my hands free from hers, which wasn't that hard, and wraps my arms around her as I sit up.
"I love you," she says. I nibble on her ear. She slows down and tries catching her breath. I move in her the best I can in this position. "Oh fuck. Daddy." Groaning, I reach my climax after she says that. "Jules," she moans as she finishes.
We stay in the same position until our breathing connects. I run my hands up and down her back as she rests her head on my shoulder. "Can we stay like this or do you want me to lay down?" I ask. She shakes her head, making me to chuckle.
"Stay like this," she tells me. Her voice sounds tired. She probably wore herself out. "That was-"
"Amazing. Fantastic. Wonderful. Do I need to continue?" She lifts her head and looks at me.
"I love you," she says, giving me a peck on the lips.
"I love you, too." I cover my mouth after saying that. We never say I love you too cause it sounds like we're just agreeing with each other. "Sorry. I love you."
I run my fingertips up and down her smooth arms. "What?" She asks with a smile.
"Your just...your very beautiful," I say. She blushes. "I'm a very lucky man to have someone like you to love me."
I look over at the nightstand and grab the book. "After all this time you still haven't finished it?" She asks. I shake my head.
"I'm going to start again. And if my mom ever asks, I don't have it," I say. She rests her head back on my shoulder. "As much as I hate to say this, I have to get up," I tell her. She lifts herself off of me and lays down.
I grab my boxers and go to the bathroom. Coming back out, Illi is back on her sleeping clothes and staring at herself in the mirror.
"You okay?" I ask. She looks over at me.
"I'm great," she says. I wrap my arms around her. "I'm just very sore." I grin.
"You look tired, Mrs.Greyson." She smile up at me. "Get some sleep. I'll wake you in a little bit." She gets back on the bed and closes her eye. "I love you, baby girl."

AN: If there are any question surrounding his last name now, his last name is Greyson-Santos. This was his loving side, requested by @laqueeshaork. Please comment a side of him or her you want to see next!! Share. Stay alive |-/ -Veah