It was a bright sunday morning, the sun was already glistening and adding exuberance to the already elegant royal-like master bedroom.
As rays of sunlight rested on Olivia’s face, she slowly turned and opened her eyes revealing a pair of lovely hazel brown eyes.
She could hear the chirping of birds from a close distance and for a brief moment, she wished she could just sink into the feeling of how beautiful the day felt, but she can’t.
It may be a brand new day, but for her it’s just another day of a continuous never ending torture called her marriage. No day seemed new to her, more like a continuation of her 3months nightmare.
She looked by the bed locker to get her phone, it was already 9am and she wondered why she had slept in.
She turned to the other side of the bed to meet a surprisingly half naked, breathtaking Markian still soundly asleep.
He was a sight for sore eyes, as her eyes moved from his waist to his sexy abs, to his well-built chest and broad shoulders, up to his neck and then his handsome face.
He looked peaceful and very innocent, the exact opposite of what he was if he is awake.
She couldn’t take her eyes off him, and one would think that after 3months of being in the same house with this man she must have gotten use to his sexiness, but it’s the exact opposite.
He was lying close to her that she could feel his breathe on her face which sent cold shivers down her spine and he was half naked.
Even though she wasn’t complaining but that was not normal, and neither was the splitting headache she was having since the moment she moved to get her phone.
And like a flash of lightening, the flashbacks came flooding in as she suddenly sat up on the bed and gasped, but immediately held her mouth with trembling hands as not to wake Markian up.
What happened last night? What did she do, and what exactly was she asking her sister’s husband to do to her?
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I woke up the next morning feeling very happy, so happy that the headache I was feeling couldn’t even break me.
I turned to the feel of an empty bed as my eyes immediately opened to see that Livy wasn’t lying next to me.
The smile on my lips quickly faded as I looked around the room for a glimpse of her but found nothing.
It’s a Sunday, so were could she have possibly ran off to today.
I felt hurt- very hurt, so i sluggishly got off the bed butt naked as I went into the bathroom to wash off.
I wasn’t fully awake so I didn’t notice anyone inside the bathroom as I entered, until I took my brush, applied toothpaste on it and started brushing.
I was startled to death when I saw Livy’s reflection in the mirror staring at me with pink cheeks.
Is she really embarrassed seeing me naked even after last night?
I wondered, so I turned to her fully and she suddenly looked away covering her eyes with her hand. But she slowly turned back, peeking through the space in between her fingers and I smiled.
“Perv” I teased.
I’m very grateful and thankful that she didn’t just sneak out of my room earlier as to avoid me. This means she really wants to make things work and I couldn’t helped the smile that returned on my lips.
“Markian get out! I’m taking my bath.” She yelled, still pretending to cover her eyes with her hand.
I moved closer and into the bathtub, startling her as she suddenly turned when she felt me behind her making my way into the bathtub.
“What are you doing?…” she asked shyly and embarrassed.
“Taking a bath with my wife… You made love to me passionately last night, but this morning you want to try and dodge your responsibilities?” I asked sarcastically, as I made myself comfortable in the tub behind her.
I pulled her backward towards me so her back was resting on my chest and my member rubbing behind her buttocks.
She was feeling uneasy so I moved her wet hair from her back forward and over her shoulder, then I kissed the back of her neck slowly and softly while holding her shoulders down with both hands.
She gave out soft moans and moved her head downwards exposing more skin.
“Markian…” she called out sensually, and it drove me mad with lust.
“Does this mean you’ll take responsibility of me?” I asked, teasing her breast and nipple with my fingers while still kissing the nape of her neck.
“Hmm…” she moaned senselessly.
“Promise?”
I asked, as I blew air where I kiss and let one of my hand slip down in between her thighs and massaged her lady part slowly and softly.
She held my hand safely as she move slowly with it. She must be sore from last night, so I was careful not to thrust my fingers in her by all means.
“… ah… promise,” she managed to voice out.
I stopped half way and pulled her closer to me, breathing her in and loving how she smelt. I then rested my chin on her shoulder and said.
“Last night… I didn’t know you were still a virgin. I should have been more cautious” I apologized calmly.
She let her head fall back on my shoulder and placed a kiss on my cheek.
“I couldn’t ask for any better first time than last night, with you.” She replied, soothing my hurt pride.
“Thank you for not leaving the room this morning. When I woke, I was scared that you had gone back to not wanting anything to do with me again.” I confessed shamelessly.
“Well… I have to take responsibility of you, remember?” she teased cheerfully and it made me feel at peace.
She makes me feel at peace and I didn’t want to lose that, so I held on to her in a back-hug for a little while longer.