“Sarah!” He gaped at her, his body stirring. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “The doctor said I have recovered totally.”
Hugh came to her arms and kissed her hungrily. “These months were-” He murmured in hoarse voice, a tide of arousal overtaking him.
“We’ve been, say, improvising a lot lately, haven’t we?” She said naughty.
“Oh, you’ve been taking care of me quite...eagerly!” He remembered the nights he needed her so much and she had offered to ‘help’ him.
“My pleasure, my lord!” She said implying double meaning.
“My lady, besides being an excellent mother, you’re proving to be a mindful wife, as well.” He nibbled her ear.
“We women are good at multi-tasking, you know.” Her fingers immersed in his jet-black sleek hair she liked so much. His stubble grazed her skin and provoked goose bumps all over her.
“Lucky me!” His mouth found her breast and caressed it with precious carefulness.
Her head fell back and she moaned. Her breast had been a tad bit scratchy because of the feeding, but his attention so soothing! Her arms laced his neck.
“Oh, Sarah!” He groaned. “I’ll try to go slow and not hurt you.” He switched to the other breast. The thought alone of making love to her turned him very hard. “If I can’t, I’ll stop, ok?” Oh, damn! She felt so delicious, her breasts swollen, her hips round. It would be hell having to stop!
“If you stop I might hurt you!” He chuckled. When his mouth came to her middle, there were thoughts only for delights.
When he came in, slowly, patiently, she embraced him, arms and legs in utter delectation.
“Hugh!” She muttered, as he moved in her delicately. “More!” She panted. “More!”
Hugh felt on the verge of losing control. She twisted under him. “Sarah, slow down! I-“
Her eyes tightly closed, her lips parted, an anguished expression on her face. “Stop this gentleman nonsense!” She demanded. “I need a man in my bed!”
He panted, desperate for her. “Consider it done!” He moved intensely in her, because he was her man and he needed a real woman in his bed! And she, his woman. Forever!
THE END