LEV PETROV (Wild Men Series #3) Book 2

Chapter 12

LEV

WARMTH like no other enveloped me. Humina ba ang AC? Or, is this still part of a dream. But if I'm in a freaking dream, ba't may kung anong tumutusok sa mukha ko? Buhok ba iyong nasa bibig ko?

Groaning, I opened my eyes. Damn, is this real? Ilang beses akong kumurap saka kinusot ang mga mata. I'm living in one of those 'pinch me' moment. Nanalo ba ako sa lotto para magising nang yakap-yakap si Bree?

Jesus! Is this is what heaven feels like? If yes, magsisimula na kong maging mabuting tao.

Napangiti ako sa kagaguhan, matiim na pinagmasdan ang asawa.

Bree's back is pressed against my front. Naka-unan siya sa braso ko, my right leg was thrown over her slim body while my right arm was hugging her tightly. We're a tangle of limbs on top of the queen-sized bed. Mahihiya ultimo hangin na dumaan sa pagitan naming dalawa.

Smirking, I reached out my hand and pulled the single errant lock of brown hair that was sitting on Bree's face.

Warmth spread through my body like wildfire. Half part of me wants to wake her up and fuck her, but the other half part wants to freeze the time. To bottle this scene because for once, hindi kami nagbabangayang dalawa. Most importantly, she's not flinching with my touch.

I made a mental note to call Jake's friend's psychologist later to ask about my wife's case.

"God, I missed you so mich, kiska." Kinuntilan ko ng halik ang gilid ng tainga n'ya.

My need for her can wait. I will not force her to do anything. So yes, this dry spell of mine will probably go on for weeks. I'll live.

I chewed on my lips as I dragged my gaze to my wife's sleeping form. Her face is a picture of bliss. Bawat paghinga niya, nagsasalubong ang mga makakapal at perpekto niyang kilay. Her long lashes were kissing her cheeks. And when my eyes drifted down to her bottom lip, it was sticking out.

"Tang'nag mukha 'to. Ubod ng ganda. Nakakabaliw." I said quietly as a contented sigh escaped my mouth.

Then, my eyes landed on the big pillow that she was hugging now. Pwede bang maging unan na lang ako? Puta. Tigang na talaga ako kung ano-ano nang pumapasok sa utak ko.

My arms tightened against her, pulling Bree closer. My hard-as-iron cock was poking her back. Pumikit ako, marahas na napabuga ng hangin. I could feel the precum staining my sweatpants.

"Christ! Tatagan mo ang loob mo, Lev the second," parang baliw na bulong ko sa sarili, pasimpleng nagha-hump sa likod ng asawa.

Bree seemed to enjoyed my ministritations. The damn little devil in my arms, stirred, at isiniksik pang lalo ang katawan sa akin. Taragis na parusa 'to, oo.

Subalit napalis ang ngiti ko nang maalaa ang nadatnan kagabi. Bree was sleeping on the freaking en suite kahit pa sinabi kong sa master's siya matutulog. Sa kama namin. Kaya kahit alam kong magkakaroon na naman ng giyera dito sa bahay, natulog ako sa tabi n'ya. Consequences be damned.

I hummed, burying my face in the crook of her neck. I'm freaking basking on her scent and the peace of her presence. Pinuno ko ang baga ng amoy ni Bree. Vanilla and a hint of jasmine. My favorite potion. So freaking intoxicating.

When she unconciously wiggle, bahagya akong lumayo. Ayoko pa s'yang magising because I want to savor this rarity that we have. Itinukod ko ang kaliwang kamay sa kama't ipinatong ang ulo ko roon. Matiim na pinagmasdan si Bree. Napangiti ako't wala sa loob na ikinambiyo pakanan ang naghuhumindig at nagmamarakulyo kong alaga.

While everyone else was wearing sexy and skimpy lingerie, my Bree opted for a white large shirt and an oversized pajama that could fit two people her size. It's ordinary. Casual. But there's something so fucking hot about Bree's unapologetic style. Her body is built for sin kaya kahit diyaryo pa ang ibalot niya sa katawan n'ya, my cock will always go hard for her.