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“You want to come again?”
“Yes,” she pants and then cries out at the sudden invasion of my cock.
Grabbing hold of her ass, I pull her down further on me before I start pumping inside her again.
“I’ll make you come as many times as you want,” I tell her between ragged breaths. “Whatever my beautiful wife wants.”
“God, Kaleb,” she groans, winding her arms around my neck and holding me close as I fuck her, facing each other on our bathmat.
I feel her start to quake around me and everything in my groin tightens up.
“Come for me, Lu,” I coax her and she squeezes hard around me, moaning and crying out against my shoulder. “That’s a good fucking girl,” I growl approvingly as I feel my own arousal build further.
“K… K…” she gasps as she peaks and I pummel into her, chasing my own release.
Holy fucking shit.
We explode together for a second time, her scream mingling with my roar as we shudder against each other.
This time we pull away from each other, the heat and the sweat getting to be a little much, but I take hold of her hand as we lay panting side by side.
“Do you want another one?” I ask looking over at her, and a laugh bursts from between her lips.
“Um…maybe later,” she laughs. “That was like six crammed into two.”
“Thank God, because that about killed me,” I quip, making her laugh harder.
“But it was hot to say in the moment,” she says once she recovers before looking over at me. “My dirty talking soldier,” she recalls sweetly, and I look back at her.
“My silly, spitfire wife.”
* * *
Luna
Yesterday was our wedding anniversary.Kaleb met his deadline, his dare fulfilled, so to speak. If he realizes it, he hasn’t spoken about it, and today we made love. The unfolding events of the last couple of months would indicate that things are going to be okay. I’m a little nervous, though. I’m afraid of it being too good to be true, or at the very least, too much too fast. It’s not that I have any intention of looking back, it’s just that I don’t know about Kaleb. I don’t know if he’s here to stay permanently, or if another setback is imminent.
Nevertheless, I shower off with Kaleb and with a towel wrapped around me, head in the direction of my bedroom to put on some clean clothes.
I’m just stepping into a pair of clean panties when I hear a heavy sigh behind me. I look over my shoulder to see my husband leaning against the doorframe, toweling off his hair with the ends of the towel draped around his neck.
“What?” I smile over my shoulder at him before turning back to open a drawer and grabbing out the first old t-shirt I find.
“Nothing,” he says innocently. “Just watching you… get dressed.”
“And?” I smirk, pulling the t-shirt over my arms and letting it drop down my body.
“It looks wrong in here,” he sighs out his nose.
“Why?” I grab my nearest pair of sweatpants and sit down on the bed to pull them on.
He lifts his shoulder and shakes his head and it gives me trepidation. We took a really big step less than a half hour ago, but neither one of us can seem to just say it; that we’re going to be okay, that we want this marriage to work out.
I make no further comment as I stand to pull my sweats the rest of the way up. The stoney silence is just starting to cross over into awkward territory when Kaleb speaks.
“Will you sleep with me tonight?” he asks, gently, yet it surprises me, my head snapping up to regard him. I don’t know what to say, and I push a strand of damp hair behind my ear, hoping he’ll continue, which he fortunately does. “I have dreams… nightmares,” he corrects himself, and I can tell what he’s trying to say is hard for him. “And um… I think you’ve been taking them away. Have you been getting in bed with me?” he asks, unsure if what he’s felt at night when the terror dissipates is real or not.
I press my lips in a line and finally nod, which makes his half-lidded eyes seem to glimmer behind his lashes as he gives me a faint but warm smile.
