Taming My Husband (English)

Chapter 11: Midnight

WARNING: Contains mature content

Daphne stood up when her husband turned his back. He had already answered the call. She had no idea who it was. She smiled when she saw BK’s towel shift a bit. His thigh was showing. She wasn’t sure if he was wearing anything underneath.

Her husband looked back when she stood. His brows drew together. A moment later, his lips shaped the words, ‘stay there’.

She didn’t obey, so he came over and pulled her by the waist. He was still on the call. His brows were still creased.

She closed her eyes when he leaned in, his face near her neck, still listening on the phone.

“I’m with my wife, ‘Ma.”

So it was his mom he was talking to.

He paused for a moment and listened to what was being said on the other end.

Her husband looked up. What could his mom have said?

After a few moments, he looked at her, lips parting. Then he smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips while still listening to his mom.

She was getting uneasy with how they were positioned. What if he did something and she suddenly moaned? His mom would hear it. So embarrassing. She just held her breath.

“We will. That’s soon. Promise. Okay.” He smiled again at her. “Love you too. Bye!” BK said to his mom after a moment.

He still couldn’t stop smiling at her. She had her hand on his chest to keep their bodies from fully touching.

What were they talking about again?

“Your mom?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“What were you talking about? You’re smiling.” His smile widened even more at her question.

“Same as always, baby. A grandchild,” he whispered sweetly to her.

She pouted at what he said. That’s where he looked. He was definitely following the shape of her lips.

“Can I?” he asked, eyes fixed on her mouth.

“Huh?” she replied, her lips slightly parted.

Thanks for the clarification! Here's the corrected English version from *her* point of view, with the same word count and tone:

She didn’t get a reply from her husband—he silenced her with a kiss. It was fiery, and she couldn’t help but respond. His urgency was overwhelming, sweeping her up in the heat. His hands crawled to her back to unhook her bra. She felt it loosen. He just threw her bra aside without care.

“BK!” she cried out when her husband pushed her down. She instinctively pressed her legs together to cover below. She still had her underwear on at that moment.

She swallowed hard when she caught him staring at her thighs.

She gasped when her husband removed the towel wrapped around his waist. s**t! He really wasn’t wearing any underwear! And there it was—already standing at attention for her.

She instinctively backed away when he climbed onto the bed.

Biting her lip, she looked at her husband. His tongue trailed along her foot up to her leg. On both sides.

She felt a rush of excitement when he started raining kisses on her thighs. They were heading upward, making her heart pound wildly.

He lifted her hips when her husband tenderly kissed her covered lower body. She swallowed repeatedly when he pulled down her underwear and licked her sensitive area. She gripped the bedsheet as he repeatedly teased that sensitive part.

Her husband knelt down afterwards, held the waistband of her underwear, and took it off.

She covered her face when he suddenly smelled it. Her husband is really something else. Is that why Cecilia always visits here? She can’t help but think that her husband does the same thing here.

She felt a shiver when her husband touched her knee. She suddenly folded it.

“Damn!” her husband said as she looked between her thighs. He had already reached past her knee when she tried to cover herself. She felt so shy—it was still bright with the lights on.

Her legs wrapped around her husband when he showered kisses on her abdomen. He was between her thighs. His kisses were also descending, making her lips tremble.

She grabbed his head when he suddenly moved to her already wet private area.

“God!” she moaned when she felt her husband’s tongue licking there. BK’s tongue felt so hot. She didn’t know if that was normal or if it was because of the heat her husband was feeling too.

“Ohh.” She grabbed his hair when he stiffened his tongue and insisted on entering her entrance. He wasn’t satisfied with just his tongue. He inserted his finger and moved it in and out.

Her moans get louder every time he pushes his finger deep. Along with that, his tongue continued to play with her clit, which made her crazy.

“S-Stop, BK,” she whispered as her orgasm hit her.

Her husband paused for a moment and looked at her. When he saw the expression on her face, he moved on top of her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he claimed her lips. There was a strange taste, but it didn’t stop the fiery kiss from deepening.

“Ready for me?” he asked her gently. She bit her lip before giving him her answer.

Daphne lowered her gaze when she felt his length on her thigh. The heat made her even more excited about what was going to happen.

A few moments later, her husband directed it towards her opening. She hugged her husband tightly when he started pushing himself. She felt her tightness gradually becoming more open. It seems like she is welcoming her husband’s friend.

“S-s**t, BK!” she cried out, wincing as a slight pain shot through her core. He hadn’t even fully entered yet. Just a little, as if he was letting her get used to the path he was about to take.

“F*ck, baby!” said BK when he felt her nails digging into his back. He stared at her.

“Does it hurt?” he asked her, to which she nodded.

“Can you distract me, please?” she said to her husband. He briefly stopped because of this.

“Okay, baby.” She immediately met her husband’s lips when he brought his lips close to her.

She felt him pushing himself against her while sucking on her tongue.

She closed her eyes when she felt the tearing inside her, which her husband stopped because of her moaning.

“Is it really that big? Why do others enjoy it?” she asked her husband with tears in her eyes. He just laughed at her.

“Just gifted, baby. That’s why. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.”

“BK!” she cried out when he suddenly thrust in, making her wince from the sting. He only smiled at her, so she pinched his side again in frustration.

“Damn! You’re so cute when you’re mad,” he said, pulling out only to slide back in. A tingle rushed through her at what he did—and just like that, the pleasure began.

Little by little, her folds got used to her friend’s impressive size, so she started to move in sync with each thrust. Every thrust and penetration of her husband into her really makes her moan loudly. Especially when he goes all the way. The occasional encroachment of the husband on his mountain also happens.

“F*ck, Daphne. You’re mine now, ohh, s**t!” he groaned, simultaneously quickening the thrusts.

“Ohh, please. Keep going, BK. Ohh,” she said after a while.

The sound of their collision grew louder in those moments. She didn’t know where to hold on as he kept getting faster and faster, going in and out of her.

“You’re so wet, baby!” He held both of her thighs to spread them apart even more.

“Oh, s**t, baby!” He started thrusting even faster. But she was caught off guard when he suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and lifted her hips.

“God, BK!” she whispered as he took her from behind. Her face was buried in the bed. She could hear him cursing under his breath with each deep thrust. His lips rained kisses down her nape and along her back.

She lost count of how many times she came in that position.

Moments later, her husband shifted their position again. He moved over her once more and took her again—until she found herself reaching the peak with him all over again.

“I’m close, Daph,” he said, lifting his gaze as his mouth fell open. “F*ck, yes! Oh, s**t!”

A moment later, he looked at her again and leaned in, capturing her parted lips in a deep kiss—right as his body tensed and shook with release, spilling his heat deep inside her.

Breathless, he collapsed on top of her, then kissed her hungrily again as he slowly pulled himself out.