Olivia
"Nikolai Artem! Come back here this instant!"
Was the first thing that I heard as soon as I opened my eyes. The bright rays of sunrise poked through the blinds illuminating our bedroom and even with the closed door, the strong aroma of caffeine woke my system followed by the distinct smell of bacons.
I smiled at the initial thought that came in my mind; it's Aurora, my wife preparing breakfast downstairs with our son who's about to turn 4.
After flipping and tossing, my senses are awake enough for me to function. I did my usual morning routine, I tossed one of Aurora's shirts that is very much bigger than me to cover my naked body.
Even after years of marriage, I am happy to say that sex is still mind-blowing as it was, or even better than before. I think, women, as we get older our sex drive just gets up a notch. Or is it only because we're gay? Either way, I am glad that we are able to keep the fire burning.
As soon as I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, the captivating view of my wife in her gray baggy sweatpants and a loose tank top to which she covered with her cute apron welcomed me. Her hair was done in a low messy bun
"Please stop burning holes on my back"
I slightly jumped at her voice, she turned to me holding up a spatula with a smirk on her lips
"I can literally feel your heavy stare" she explained
"Good morning" I greeted as I walk towards her
She gave me a peck on the lips
"Good morning, mue amor" she greeted back before turning back to what she was cooking
I hugged her from behind, possessively snaking my arms around her waist and gently resting the side of my head on her back to where I can hear her taking breaths, something I grew accustomed to ever since we lived under the same roof.
It is calming
"You're tempting me and I feel guilty because it's way too early to be doing some nasty things with you"
She commented
I closed my eyes trying to focus on her breathing and I noticed it being ragged and rushed compared to her calm intakes earlier
"What do you mean?"
A chuckle escaped her mouth, it sounded so melodious that it melts my inside
"You're so pressed against me that I can feel your tits and your hardened nipples at my back. I just know you're not wearing anything underneath" she commented, followed by the sound of the stove turning off
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Angel in Disguise
RomanceThey say love knows no boundaries, but how can an orphan like me that had to work myself to death for every meal of the day, be romantically involved with someone who's destined for greatness and was born to lead a sophisticated and high maintenance...
