He not only was moving his hips, he also leaned down so that his lips could pay close attention to her breasts.
He would twirl his tongue on the hard nub, before sucking on it and at the same time, biting upon it.
"Oh, f*ck Kyle," Sayuri moaned, feeling the incredible sensation.
The position allowed her beloved to hit her sweet spot, hard and fast, while also stimulating her sensitive spots upon her breasts.
Just like she knew how to turn him on, he knew all her sweet spots.
F*ck, she couldn't just lie back and allow him to do all the work now, could she?
So Sayuri lifted herself up and Kyle also moved back so that eventually, she was straddling him. Despite changing positions, he had not stopped his movements below nor his meticulous care above.
Once she got into a comfortable position, she started synchronising her movements with his thrusts, eliciting a growl from her beloved. He hugged her tightly to him, burying his face onto her neck while the sounds of the pounding of flesh echoed in the room, mingled with their rapid breathing and moans.
Soon, both climaxed at the same time and Sayuri shuddered in pleasure as she could feel her overly sensitive core reacting to the pulse of his c*ck that filled her up inside. She couldn't help but then started kissing her husband passionately, as the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed down.
Well, the waves from the orgasm though the kiss certainly didn't cool down the room at all.
When they finally broke their lips apart, Sayuri gave a smile and said, "You cheated."
"Hmmm?" Kyle asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's supposed to be wake-up sex, but it's still too early to get up now," Sayuri pointed out.
"I beg to differ, my beloved wife," Kyle said, "You merely demanded wake-up sex, not that you can't go back to sleep after it. So, I woke you up by f*cking you."
Sayuri ran her tongue on his lips, capturing it and sucking on it for a bit before replying, "Since it was such a great mind-blowing sex, I'll let you off on that one."
"Mhmmm," Kyle mumbled between kisses.
"But right now, once I get up, I'm going to leak your essence all over the bed," Sayuri said.
Kyle smirked, "Then we'll just have to make sure you don't, right?"
With that, he held onto the bottom of her thigh and got up. Sayuri wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and Kyle got up easily. While still connected, he walked to the bathroom.
As he reached the door, with his hand on the door, he gulped a bit and stared at his wife, "Really?"
She smiled, continuing to clench her core and move a bit, feeling him grow harder inside of her, "Well, I had to make sure it didn't go soft and get unplugged."
"Uh-huh," Kyle replied, his voice getting hoarse, "I see."
Without another word, he entered the bathroom.
It was two hours later before they finally exited the bathroom, all fresh and clean from the shower.
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When they went down for breakfast, Kyle discovered that the kids were not around. He looked at his wife in puzzlement, for they had a rather set routine at home.
To ensure some sense of familiarity and cultivate family bonding.
That is, to always have breakfast together.
Kyle would have preferred dinnertime together all the time, but it's not always the case. Though he always tried to be back in time for dinner and never work overtime, one couldn't really control that if some branch or some issue arose.
Breakfast, however, he could.
"Mum and Dad came to pick them up early this morning," Sayuri revealed nonchalantly, taking his hand, "For the next two days, you are mine completely. Other than the help that cleans and cook, no one else is around."
She looked at him with a mischievous smile, "They'll only be here in the morning to clean, while the chef will have meals prepared beforehand. We only need to reheat it for lunch and dinner."
Kyle's mouth twitched.
She was basically telling him, they had the whole house to themselves for two days.
Sayuri grabbed his arm and leaned on it, saying in a soft voice, "I miss you."
Kyle melted and hugged her to him.
He understood what she meant.
Sure, he always worked hard in the office and he worked hard to spend time with her but they don't really have 'me' time. The stolen moments at night would occasionally be interrupted by the devil's spawn … wait, no, scratch that.
It just meant he was the Devil.
Other than the honeymoon they had before, they were always together as a family. Sayuri wanted his undivided attention. No work. No kids.
Just him and her.
"We also didn't really have a real 'dating' life," Sayuri said as they sat down to have breakfast, "So I want to just go on a date with you."
"That's it?" Kyle asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes a bit at her.
Sayuri blinked at him innocently.
"Yes, that's all," she assured him.
"So, shopping? Movie? Dinner date?" Kyle asked as he ate his normal heavy breakfast of buttered toast, scrambled eggs, sausages, hash brown, and baked beans.
Sayuri, on the other hand, was having a bowl of oats mixed with raspberries, slices of bananas and oranges, goji berries, and chia seeds. The oats itself was cooked with milk and almond butter was placed on top of it, while the raspberries had been softened by heating it with the juice of the orange.
It was, according to Sayuri, heavenly.
However, Kyle hated oats, so no matter how nice it was, he still opted for the normal heavy breakfast that was full of protein that he needed.
"Yes to shopping, while the others … are a surprise," Sayuri replied with a smile after taking one mouthful of oats, "You just need to follow me everywhere."
"Sure," Kyle replied readily then asked, "Boutique or mall?"
"Both," Sayuri replied.
Kyle's heart plummeted a bit at the thought of spending hours in a shopping mall.
If it had been a boutique, then he would be much more relaxed as the entire place would be giving them VIP treatment. Imagine rows of boutiques on the road, and if Sayuri had said this, it would have meant just going from one shop to another.
Which wasn't so bad, really.
A shopping mall, on the other hand, meant that they would be walking all over the place in that massive building, entering all sorts of shops and he would have to stand there like a statue while his wife picked and chose stuff.
Since she said both boutique and mall, it meant it was a boutique in a shopping mall. So it had to be a high-end type of mall.
But to Kyle, a mall is a mall.
Endless.
Sayuri saw the way Kyle's face grimaced and she laughed, reached over and stroke his cheek.
"Thank you, my love," she said softly.
Kyle grasped her hand, took it and kissed her palm.
"Anything for you," he replied.
So, an hour later, they were at the said shopping mall.
Kyle and Sayuri certainly were a striking-looking couple that made people turn back and look at them again.
Though Kyle was Country Tz's idol, he wasn't a celebrity-type idol so people were more subdued. The most that they would do when they recognised him, was basically to whisper excitedly amongst themselves and stare at him.
Then again, one didn't really have to recognise him to stop and stare anyway.
Sayuri was in a good mood so she didn't bother with the looks that she was getting.
Envy, jealousy, and occasionally, admiration as well.
Sayuri did basically drag him from one shop to another, not having any particular shop that she was aiming at. She just had a general idea of 'I want to look at things' so anytime anything on the window display caught her fancy, she'd pull him into the shop.
Then, spend an insane amount of time going through the items and asking Kyle his opinion - from clothes, jewellery, bags, shoes, and even make-up.
Naturally, he had to be very serious and careful about his answers.
"Which one is better, my love?" Sayuri was asking him at the nth shop.
She held up one blue halter top that had some small golden embellishments on its lining with her right hand and while her left hand held a silver-colored tank top that shimmered a bit.
"Well, the colour blue is nice on your skin but the tank top suits you better," Kyle replied.
Sayuri narrowed her eyes and asked him, "Are you saying that just because you don't want me showing more skin with this?"
The halter top was the type that had a tear-drop opening that would reveal her cleavage.
Kyle pursed his lips.
Sayuri grinned, "The halter top it is."
Kyle rolled his eyes.
Sayuri leaned close, rubbing her breasts on him as she whispered, "Wearing this without a bra would be enticing, don't you think?"
Kyle didn't answer but merely clenched his jaw.
She had been doing subtle moves like that the whole time they were shopping.
Dropping hints, brushing against him with her breasts (or squishing them on his arm), and sometimes, even squeeze his crotch when no one was looking.
Needless to say, she was winding him up slowly.
He took the halter top from her and went to pay, not even flinching when he felt her pinch his *ss as he walked by.
That move was seen by everyone, of course, and he could hear the frenzied whispers of the salespeople around him.
When he reached the counter, he handed the item over and took out his wallet to pay. Sayuri came over beside him and leaned on his side, while cupping his backside.
Raising an eyebrow, he turned to face his wife who merely smiled and her hand movements became more blatant.
"Are we done shopping now?" he asked, managing to keep his voice steady and normal even though those sinful hands were pressing certain sensitive spots.
To others, it just looked like she was just openly fondling his butt, but in reality, she was actually secretly with her finger - somehow - touching a very erogenous spot that is merely the size of a stamp that's located between the an*s and p*nis.
He suspected her palm had a tool of some sort because damn it, it was getting extremely hard not to grab this wife of his and f*ck her senseless.
Despite having done several rounds in the morning.
"Ah, just one more place, my love," she replied as she removed her hand.
"Great," Kyle said, "Where?"
"Victoria Secrets," she replied, a twinkle in her eye.
Seeing that, Kyle knew he was in trouble.
And he was right.
It is said that men generally find it rather uncomfortable to walk into a lingerie shop, but Kyle was not one of those. Heck, he usually helped his twin sister buy a bra when they were growing up.
Still, having him walk in sent the saleswomen in a frenzy - of red faces.
Victoria Secrets was one of those shops that actually allowed you to try on their intimate wear - except for the panties, that is. However, some, like the one they were in, did allow you to go home to try it and return it if not satisfied.
"Feel this material, my love," Sayuri said as she called him over, "Do you like it?"
"You're the one wearing it," Kyle replied.
"But you're the one who has to take it off," Sayuri replied, causing more red faces around.
She placed it on her chest and asked, "Does this look good on me?"
Kyle pursed his lips, trying hard not to imagine his wife in it.
"Ah, that's not right," Sayuri said with a smile, "I should try it on to make sure."
She took a few steps forward, kissed him lightly on the lips and said, "Wait for me."
Kyle nodded dumbly, gulping.
His wife really was pulling all his strings tightly.