Page 128 of Urgent Vows
"Good. Your X-rays and MRI are scheduled for later this morning."
"Do you really think they'll be able to do something to fix my hip?" Wouldn't they have done it fifteen years ago if they could?
"We'll know later today. Regardless, it looks like acupuncture helped."
"It really did. It put me to sleep too."
"I noticed."
I reach for Severu, but he grabs my hand. "No. I'm not hurting you."
"How many times have we had sex since we got married?" I demand.
My husband's jaw goes taut. "That's not the point."
"It is exactly the point. You said I can't call myself broken. You can't look at me like I'm broken either. Last night was not the norm and making love does not hurt me, but it might kill me if you stopped doing it."
He still looks unconvinced.
"I'm in less pain than I have been in a long time."
"You will have regular sessions with the acupuncturist."
"Okay." I lean forward and kiss Severu's chest. "But right now, I want a session with you."
He pushes me on my back and kisses me for long, glorious minutes. But then he pulls away and says, "Later."
I grab his hand and put it between my legs. "Feel how wet I am for you. Please, Severu, don't treat me like I'm broken."
It's the second time I've said it, but this time the words seem to penetrate.
His fingers slide back and forth between my slick folds. "I've wanted to be inside you since I saw you in that green dress last night." He huffs out a laugh. "Who am I kidding? I always want to be inside you."
His words and the way his body presses into mine soothe the jagged edges in my heart. I hated telling him about my injury, but he doesn't make me feel like I am less than. Only like he wants to protect me.
Is it any wonder I love this man?
Pushing against his shoulder, I get him to lie on his back. I climb on top of him and rub my vulva over the hard length of his cock.
"You feel so good." I press down so my clit is stimulated with each thrust of my hips.
He cups my breasts, kneading and playing with them, stimulating my nipples. "You are so fucking beautiful, wife."
I shift so his hardness presses against my opening, but suddenly his hands are on my hips and he's flipping us. "Not yet."
I reach for his shoulders to stop him, but he moves too quickly, climbing off the bed. He opens his bedside table and grabs something from the drawer. He tosses it on the bed by my legs.
"Open yourself for me."
Dark need shudders through me. I love when he gets like this. Without hesitation, I lift my knees and let my thighs fall open until I'm in a modified lotus position with my feet close to my buttocks.
I am completely open to him.
He makes an approving rumble. "Such a pretty little pussy. So wet and ready for me."
But it's not his sex he presses into me. It's his fingers, and he leans down to put his mouth on my tender flesh. He eats me like he's starving. I climax almost immediately.
He doesn't stop though. Of course, he doesn’t. When does he ever stop after giving me just one orgasm?
