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This was the woman I remembered before our wedding. I could only hope she wouldn’t stay this way much longer.
“I guess you can say that.” I set her plate in front of her.
“What’s this?” she asked with wide eyes.
“Chicken alfredo. Have you never had it before?”
“Do you even know how many carbs are in this?”
I chuckled, feeling a little hurt by her words. I had cooked for her, and instead of saying thank you, she was pushing her plate away and snatching an apple off the counter.
“You’re counting carbs now?”
She hadn’t mentioned carbs before. Her body was perfect, so why was she even worrying about those types of things?
“Oh, yeah. I put on a few pounds in Bora Bora. I’m trying to get them off.”
I grinned, reaching out and touching her hand. “No need. Your body is delicious.”
She snorted before she bit into her apple. “Yeah. Let’s see if you still think so when I’ve eaten your carb-filled dinners and gained fifty pounds.”
I pulled my hand back and didn’t push any further. If she felt she needed to diet, then that was her business. It wasn’t up to me what she did with her body, but I had to admit, I missed the carefree girl in Bora Bora.
I sat across from her, eating my food in the silence of the room. Things were off, and I didn’t like it.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked once more.
This time, she reached across the table and placed her tiny hand on top of mine. “I promise I’m fine. I’m just getting adjusted is all.”
I nodded, understanding her meaning as I went back to eating.
After dinner, she cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher. While she did that, I took a shower and got comfortable. I had some paperwork to take care of, so I spent a good bit of the night in my office, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was busy in front of my big screen watching reality TV shows.
By the time I finished in my office, Allison was asleep on the couch. I watched her sleep sweetly, her tank top pushed up showing a tiny hint of her breast.
I carried her to bed, tucking her in before I climbed into bed beside her. She moved closer to me, her dainty toes brushing against my calf, and my cock slowly hardened. I turned toward her, pulling her closer to me, and she moaned sweetly.
Her body moved against mine as she slept, and I moved my knee up between her thighs, letting her grind herself against my thigh.
“Mm, that feels nice,” she hummed.
I moved closer, grabbing her ass and pulling her onto my thigh as she ground against me harder and a bit faster. She cupped my cheeks, bring my lips to hers before she abruptly kissed me, filling my mouth with her tongue in an aggressive manner I wasn’t used to when it came to her.
I let her have her way with me.
“Fuck me, Wyatt.”
Her words caught me off guard, but I didn’t stop. If that was how my angel wanted to play tonight, I could play along.
I rolled her onto her back, climbing on top of her and pulling her top over her head. Her perky breasts glowed in the moonlight, begging me to kiss them. I sucked an erect nipple between my lips and nibbled.
“Fuck yes,” she moaned, pulling at my hair so roughly I hissed.
Fine.
If she wanted it rough, I could be rough.
Reaching between us, I ripped her lace panties from her body, making her growl with satisfaction. Pushing my boxers down and letting my cock free, I moved between her thighs and prepared to fuck her hard and fast. Whatever my wife wanted, she was going to get.
