Chapter 2

"Oh my!" I couldn't hold back my low moans because of what my husband was doing to my body all this time.

I thought he was fast asleep, but as soon as I lay down next to him, he immediately hugged me.

This was followed by his hand running over every part of my body while giving small kisses to my neck.

I was actually about to say no because I knew that he had been tired of his work and he was also drunk. But I'm getting weak with every caress and kiss that's why I give in willingly.

Also, it's been a long time since we last did it and my body is longing for it.

He got up slightly and raised his elbow to reach my face and when I faced him he immediately met my lips.

I was obliged to kiss him back as he started to massage my breast while pinching my nipple.

"You like that, wife?" he softly whispered to me after releasing my lips. "You love that, huh?"

I nodded. "Yes, hubby," I answered while catching my breath.

He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I am sorry for always going home drunk. Let me make it up to you tonight.”

"W-what?"

He suddenly let go of my breasts as he stood up and removed my clothes one by one.

I still felt a little shy because he now looked at my body differently. It was as if his eyes were full of desire and eagerness to once again touch and kiss the body that was laid out in front of him now.

"I miss you, wifey," he said and suddenly sank between my legs, making my eyes widen.

This is something new to me.

He rarely does this, which is why I don't know how to react.

I planned to move his face away from the middle of my thighs but before I could touch him he immediately grabbed my hands.

“E-Enver!”

He lifted his face to look at me and smiled. "Stay still, wife. I am eating you.”

"Oh shit!" I can't rest anymore. Especially when he put my thighs on his shoulders while still holding my hands.

So all I could do was feel every stroke of his tongue all over my womanhood.

"Moan, wife," he said while licking my clit. "Moan my name."

“B-but–”

"I love to hear you moan while I am eating you down here, wifey," he interrupted my fit of protest. "It makes me feel good."

I got used to it that whenever we had sex, we kept our moans down, especially since we shared his siblings and parents in the same house.

The rooms where we used to live are not even soundproof yet, so even though we are having a good time, we are still trying to stop ourselves from moaning.

And because we're used to it, our work has been the same in the past since he came home to our own house.

Both of us are still restrained from moaning.

"Don't stop yourself, wifey," he added. "This is our home. You can moan here as much as you want.” He stopped licking my womanhood again when he looked at me. "Or should I stop this?"

My eyes widened. "What?"

"I feel that you are not enjoying what I am doing," he said. "So I'll stop." He was about to remove my thighs from his shoulders but I was the one who insisted that they stay there.

"D-don't..."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Don't?" His ear-to-ear smile was accompanied by his seductive gaze as he waited for what I would say next.

"Don't stop, hubby." This time I looked directly at him and without self-control, I showed in front of him my eagerness for every kiss and caress of his.

"Then, you need to promise me that you will not hold back."

I nodded. "I… I promise."

His smile grew wider. "Then, let's continue."

"Oh my god!" I couldn't hold back my loud moan because this time, he wasn't just licking my womanhood, he was sucking every corner of it and inserting his tongue into her tiny hole.

His behavior became aggressive and it was like he was a hungry animal if he grabbed the middle of my thighs.

"Aaahhh! Oh yes, hubby!” As I promise, I stop myself from holding back and moan as much as I want.

I want him to know that I love what he is doing and I am feeling too good with the pleasure that he is giving to me.

"I love it, hubby!" I moan. “Keep eating me. I want more!”

He let go of my hands and I immediately grabbed his hair.

And if earlier I wanted to push him away from my femininity, this time I'm the one who's going to make him sink into it because he's eating me so well.

I thought he was doing nothing good but his two hands that were holding my hands earlier are now busy massaging my breasts.

He also runs over the top of my chest and squeezes it slightly before massaging its entirety again which gives extra pleasure to my whole body.

And he knows that's my weakness.

That's why it's no wonder that just a few moments later I can feel the tension building up in my chest.

"Hubby!" I called him out. He still doesn't want to stop even though I know he can feel that I'm about to release. “I am cumming!”

He didn't move and just continued what he was doing. And even though I tried to keep his face away from my womanhood, I couldn't because my legs were squirming because of my impending explosion.

Until I couldn't stop it anymore and I was completely taken out.