I shove him back to the bed. He responds by sitting down and I straddle him, kissing him desperately. I need this, right now, with the ring on my finger to prove to myself that I’m not a failure, that I’m not a piece of garbage. I undress in a hurry, get his pants off, kiss his chest and arch my back as I slide along his shaft, taking him deep inside with one vicious thrust. I don’t care if it hurts. I don’t care that my legs are shaking. I need him right now so badly I could scream.
He groans in surprise and I ride him. I put my hands on his muscular stomach and ride, faster and faster, panting and moaning. I want to work my body and make it hurt right now. I slam back against him, over and over, harder and harder. I need to do this, because if I don’t then I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get rid of all these horrible feelings I’ve had inside of me so long. He slaps my ass and I gasp, loving the pain, and beg him to do it again. He spanks me, again and again, and I ride him faster and faster, whirling my hips in circles and building the pleasure, my elbows pressing my breasts together.
He licks my nipples, bites them, and spanks me. I look at the glittering ring on my finger, and his cock’s buried so deep it’s like he’s a part of me. I groan and work harder, putting my back into it, slamming down on his thick cock so hard I’m afraid I’ll break myself, but I don’t give a damn. I groan and gasp his name and each new rough slap on my bare ass hurts and sends me closer and closer, until finally, god, finally, I come in a cascade, a massive relief, and insane blissful heavenly explosion that casts a crazy light on all the darkness in my mind.
I come and I’m crying, but he doesn’t seem to mind, he kisses the tears away and stays buried between my legs. I come and come, and soon he gasps in surprise and comes too.
We topple sideways, onto the bed, his cock still inside of me. He holds me like that, breathing slowly, buried deep between my legs. I’m sweating and dizzy and spent, so utterly spent. I can’t remember the last time I felt this way before, like I’m drained of everything.
I laugh, smiling to myself, and he grunts in response and kisses my neck.
“That was unexpected.”
“I know. I really needed it. It’s like… it’s like all those negative feelings just built up and I fucking finally washed them all away. I just needed to come and god, I feel so bad better.”
“Feel free to use me as needed, wife. My cock is at your disposal whenever you please.”
I laugh again, feeling so light and free for the first time in years. It’s an amazing feeling, and one I never thought I’d have again.
He kisses me, rolls to the side, and takes something from the coin tray on the top of his nightstand. I stare at his hand as he holds it up: a gold wedding band.
“Now it’s official,” he says, grinning.
I laugh and kiss his chest and snuggle against him.
There’s a knock at the door. He grunts in response and doesn’t move as he wraps his arms around me, but the knock comes again. We break apart and he reluctantly dresses, looking serious.
“Stay here,” he says and I watch him grab a gun from his top drawer and slip it into his pants as he goes into the other room.
I pull on clothes and follow at a distance. “Are you sure?” he asks, speaking low.
Eunika’s voice answers him. “Yes, very sure. The doctor just called.”
“Tell him we’ll be there shortly.”
“Very good.”
“How is she today?”
“She is good as she can be. It’s a good day to go.”
“Get everything ready, I’ll be there soon.”
He finds me in the hall and sighs, smiling.
“Sorry,” I say, “couldn’t help myself.”
“How much did you hear?”
“Something about your mother and doctors.”
He nods, leaning against the wall with a sigh. “I took her to see a specialist last week. They ran a bunch of tests and they got some results back they want to discuss, so we’re going over to talk about everything.”
“Is that bad?”
“Doctors don’t usually call you back in if it’s good.”
“Shit, Kellen. I’m so sorry.”