Page 109 of The Unwanted Wife

"How are you feeling now?" I tuck strands of her hair behind her ear.

"Like I’ve run a marathon." She coughs. "But otherwise, much better."

"You need to stay in bed today."

"Will you stay with me?"

I nod, then place the back of my hand on her forehead. "No fever, that’s good."

"Did you get any sleep?" She touches my cheek. "You look tired."

"Now that you’re feeling better, I’m good."

She smiles. "It’s nice to be with you."

"Only nice?"

She laughs. "It’s almost decadent that you’re taking care of me, to be honest."

I frown. "It’s my duty, and my responsibility, and the most important thing in the world."

She flushes. "You say the sweetest things."

"And you’re the sweetest thing in my life."

"Sweeter than the desserts I create?"

"Sweeter than even that penis-shaped cake you have in your shop."

"Jealous of a snack, hmm?"

"Hardly. We both know my cock is much bigger and can get much harder than any of those dildo shaped sweet dishes you create."

"Is that right?" She slides her hand between us and squeezes my morning wood.

I groan. "No baby. Not now."

"Why not?" She frowns.

"You’re not well."

"I’m feeling much better, thanks to you." She continues to massage my dick from crown to base, and all the blood drains to my groin.

"Fuck," I growl.

"That’s what I want from you."

I place my hand on hers and, for a second, hold it there. I’d give anything to have her continue to jerk me off, but at this rate, I’ll come in my pants in seconds, and that’s not fair to her. Besides, no way, am I letting her do all the work. "And I want to make love to you, but you need to get better first." I manage to pry her hand away from my throbbing shaft and bring it to my mouth. I kiss her fingertips. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she murmurs.

I pause. I heard her earlier, but I was sure she said it because she wasn’t fully awake. But here she is, looking at me, and smiling that angelic smile of hers, and telling me the three words I’ve wanted to hear from her for so long. I trace my thumb around the wedding ring I gave her. "Say that again."

"I love you." She tips up her head and presses her lips to mine. "Only you."

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