She nods frantically and sucks on my thumb when I place it at her lips. I smack her ass, the slap echoing in the room, and she moans, clenching around my dick. Today, we have no time for our toys after a long day outside, working, and spending the night in the farmers’ fest, so I only get to use my hand.

Still, I take her slow sometimes, worshipping her body over and over again until she falls asleep completely satiated. It’s not only a turn on it’s a way of living. I still make her beg over and over again before shattering her world to pieces. She still wants to be tied to the bed as I fuck her in the ass. She still runs away and makes me chase her. My little Petal and I might be married, but we always get off on the depraved side of things. That’s what my beautiful wife does when she wants to get fucked so thoroughly. She’s baiting me, wanting me to take it hard on her. “You know what you’re going to do, Pet.” I hold her down with my hand around her throat. “That, I am.” And then his lips devour mine. Pure joy explodes on his features as he palms my cheeks with his hands. I love you so much I can’t breathe without you.” “Do I even have a choice?” I place his half-bandaged hand on my heart. He places two fingers under my chin and lifts my head up so I’m staring at him. You can’t make me miss you to death, write me letters like that and then get hurt, okay? You just can’t.”

“You scared the shit out of me! I thought something happened to you after I’ve finally found you. “What happened to your hand, Jasper?” I ask again, my throat closing.

I stare at his handsome face, at those icy blue eyes and those lips. His good hand cradles my cheek and I stare up at him with tears blurring my vision. I jog to him and clutch his hand in mine. The moment I walk inside, he freezes and watches me with slightly widened eyes. He’s standing in front of the sink, wearing only pants and bandaging his hand in sloppy movements. My voice cuts off when I make out his form. I let my bag fall to the floor and run toward the bathroom. I’m about to check the balcony when I notice droplets of blood on the carpet, leading to the bathroom. Even the small pillows I brought in so the cats can play on are still here. My breath catches when I realize he didn’t change anything about the bedroom.

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