“And I’m also still furious with you. But that’s never stopped us before from making each other feel good.”
He lowers his head to my mound.
I push his shoulders. “Don’t smell me. I’m sweaty and gross.”
His large hands caress my ass as he rests his head in my lap. It’s obvious I’m his center despite what we’re going through. I bring him solace.
Nico stands, removing his remaining gear. He kicks off his boots and peels off his socks. I reach for his belt and unbuckle it.
My eyes are glued to the large dick imprint in his cargo pants. I shove his pants and boxers down his muscled thighs. His cock juts out. I kiss the tip, then glance up at him.
“Come on,” he whispers.
Once in the shower, Nico unbraids the two braids.
He grabs the shower gel and lathers my face. The little bit of makeup I’m wearing will get washed away.
“There was no need for makeup. We were going to war.”
“Think of it as my war paint.”
He burst into laughter. “I guess.”
I laugh too.
My eyes fall on the new bruise from a bullet burn. I inch up and press my lips against it. “You have to stop taking bullets for me.”
“Never,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to the crown of my hair.
We wash each other’s bodies in silence. If we say too much, we might start arguing. I don’t want to fight today. After we kill my enemies, then we can argue.
Nico takes my lips and pulls me under the water.
“How do you feel?”
“Sore,” I answer honestly.
“But I want to be fucked through the pain.”
He stares at me for a beat, trying to decide if he should or not. Nico grips the backs of my thighs, pulling me closer as I wrap my legs around his waist.
His lips brush mine gently. “I’ll take it slow.”
My fingers weave through his damp hair. “No. Fuck me hard.”
“Serenity,” he growls.
His thumb strokes my clit as I bite his lower lip. “Nico, baby.”
The love in his eyes when I say ‘baby’ shatters me. He nips my lips before plunging his tongue into my mouth. I grasp his cock, pressing the tip against my entrance.
“Fuck me, husband.”
He thrusts into me with force, and I embrace the sharp ache—it takes a moment to adjust to my husband’s big dick.
It had been a few days since we last had sex.
“Nico, Nico, how will I go without fucking you?”
