We Are Meant To Be

You're Whose What Now?

I wake up and look over to find my husband sleeping beside me. How long have we been together? It's hard to believe we've been married for almost seven years now. I run my hands through his hair. He's still as gorgeous as ever, Dr. Phana Kongthanin.

Being a surgeon is hard work and time consuming. Of course I'm a surgeon too but my specialty isn't as demanding as his. Pha became a thoracic surgeon and I am an orthopedic surgeon. We all know why I chose this field. My Kitty. There's not much I can do for him now but maybe one day I'll find a way. I'll be honest though, my Kitty looks good with that cane but I hate that he has it.

I'm hesitant to move, I don't want to wake my lovely husband. Not because he looks great sleeping, which he does, but because he wakes up horny and he already had me all night last night. I'm a bit sore and I can take a lot. But I'm not fooling anyone, if he asks I will open up for him.

As if on cue he turns and wraps his arms around me pulling me closer. It's so hard to believe we still love each other this much after being together for so long. More than half of my life has been spent loving him and only him.

"Morning baby. Sleep well?" He says his voice gravelly from sleep. So Sexy.

"Did I sleep? I'm pretty sure that someone kept waking me up to fulfil his needs." I say giving him a stern look.

"Is it my fault that my wife is so addictive that I need to be in him as much as possible? No I think that's your fault, if we're taking blame here."

"Phana Kongthanin!" I fake yell.

"Yaranthon Kongthanin." He says smiling at me.

How am I supposed to fight that? He's such a cheater. I love when he calls me by my married name and he knows it.

He lightly pushes my shoulder so that I'm lying on my back and crawls over me.

"Just one more time na?" He says making his voice sound soooo alluring.

He leans in and kisses me. I wrap my arms around him as he wraps his around me. He positions his body between my legs and starts rubbing against me. Of course my body responds. This is my godlike gorgeous husband with the phenomenal body. I want him...again.

Walking is overrated. He can carry me everywhere.

Soon our bodies are joined together and he is rhythmically thrusting in and out of me. He feels so good it makes my brain go fuzzy. I'm pretty sure he doesn't know it, but whenever he pushes in he lets out a small "mmm" sound. I love hearing it.

Oh god he found it. Now he'll focus there and make me go crazy. I grab onto his shoulders and dig my nails into him. I'm pretty confident he knows what it means as his hips begin to move faster. Our bodies collide together with a slapping sound that becomes louder as his force increases.

I move my hand down towards my own little brother and frantically feel around until I grasp it. I clutch on to it and yank with determination. Up and down, up and down I increase my pace as the pressure builds. Pha keeps slamming into me not slowing down in the least. He kisses me roughly then latches onto my neck sinking his teeth into me.

I come.

Spurt after spurt shoots from me and onto my chest. Each pulse accompanied by an ahhh. Pha takes a little while longer. We've been doing it all night so his stamina is running high. All I can do is moan and try not lose what's left of my mind. Eventually he does finish and flops down on top of me kissing up my neck, over my chin, and to my lips. He slips in his tongue and lazily swirls it around in my mouth.

I squeeze at his sides letting him know it's time to get off of me. Doesn't he realize he's heavy? He gives me a pout before getting up and pulling out. He watches as evidence of his actions slowly makes its way out of my body. He really likes watching that for some reason.