Warning: smut content.
Alexander's revived eyes gaze at me with a grin.
«You better don't give orders, wife. You know how it ends every time...»
I sigh and lean my head back. He's found his purpose for life again and won't let me go soon. I hoped his sweet moment would last the afternoon, if not the whole day.
«I wouldn't dare,» I defend myself with the fakest tone ever.
«I know what to do now,» he chuckles.
«What?»
«I'm feeling a bit selfish today.»
«I like selfish,» I murmur, getting up and straddling him again. As proof of his regained good mood, his member presses on my thigh when I start taking off his shirt.
His fingers caress my back, light like wind, and his eyes are so loving that, for a moment, I believe he's not wickedly shameless.
«I like whatever my wife likes.»
