Ricardo's obsession

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you."
She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body.
"But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again."
He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry.
"We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz
He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her...
"We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all."

She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband.

'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.'
She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.