AFTER THE MARRIAGE

14- Bliss

KATLYN'S

That was quick.

"O...kay," I reacted after hearing his answer.

He even told me the time which was...okay to me.

"Where did we first meet? And when did we first date?" I asked more because I really don't recall anything about him, and me getting married.

"We first met when we were in high school. You were a freshman and I was in my last year. And we had our first date three months after we first met. I courted you and you said yes," he told seriously while staring into my eyes like he is ready for more questions just to prove himself to me.

"Oh. So, how many years that we've been together?"

"8 years," he replied, and take a bite of his pizza.

"Wow, 8 years, and I forgot about you?" I questioned myself, and eat my pizza too.

8 years? If that long then, why I haven't recalled anything?

"Look, I know you are trying to recollect everything but just like the doctor said a while ago, do not stress yourself out or it will get worsen. We don't want that. So, why don't you take a rest after you eat? Don't worry you will have your memories come back sooner or later, okay?" he charmingly said that warms my heart.

No, I need to ask him more to get my head straight because I don't want to sleep with a man whom I did not know.

"Just answer my questions and I will sleep later. I won't be comfortable lying down beside you if I don't get this out of my head," I spoke out loud to let him know.

Or, I will get stressed more.

"Okay," he shortly answered, and spread his arms like he is telling me to ask away.

"Okay. So, did we—uh—did we kiss already? Had s*x?" I furtherly asked.

"Yes, we did. I kissed you first and it happened before we got married. That was just one kiss in the middle of the night, to be honest, and then on our wedding day, and the third kiss happened while we were celebrating. And to answer your second question...no, we haven't. Because after we got married, you got into an accident on our way to the airport and you stayed for months in the hospital after that," he commented with sadness on his face.

So, we kissed already and we haven't done it yet. Was I that strict when it comes to having a relationship? And what, we only kissed three times? Wow. He must be very patient with me because we only got to kiss each other before the wedding, on our wedding day, and after the wedding.

Impressive.

"Do you have any more questions?" he wondered, and he took the whole slice of pizza in his mouth.

"Yes, I do. Do you...really love me?" I asked for the finale.

I want to know if he really does love me or if he is just pretending.

Well, he's very handsome and charismatic, my type of man, but I can feel something that I couldn't figure out. I don't know but it really bothers me.

He gulped the food first in his mouth and then, take a sip of his drink before looking straight into my eyes. "Love you?" he repeated what I said seriously and then, he smiled handsomely that got me. "I won't be here in front of you if I don't. I won't be with you the whole months you were inside the hospital if I don't. And, I won't be staying here with you now if I don't. How about you...can you still feel me? Do you still love me?" he solemnly and directly told me.

He got a point. He wouldn't be here with me now if he doesn't.

I gulped the lump in my throat first before answering him because I really don't know what to say. "I don't know. I couldn't remember anything but...I can feel you somehow," I announced, and my heart began to beat rapidly.

Oh, God.

What is this? Why am I like this? What is the meaning of this? What does this mean?

Do I...really love this man in front of me?

"Come on, let's you clean up and you take a rest. You gotta be needing a lot of sleep to remember things," he said, and he pulled a wet wipe that is above the table and approached me to wipe my hands and also my mouth and then, he carried me out of my wheelchair.

I was surprised when he carried me in a bridal style, and he walk me upstairs while I am quietly staring at his face.

God, my heart. I hope he doesn't hear my heart throbbing out of my chest.

He, then, put me down on the bed and that's the time our eyes meet again while our faces are near to each other.

I couldn't help but dote on him.

Silence brushes our surroundings all of a sudden.

Oh, please, quiet heart! I said quiet!

Neither of us are talking when I noticed that his face is slowly closing the gap between us.

Is he trying to kiss me?

"I miss you," he murmured out of the blue.

W-What? He missed me?

Okay, that's very nice of him.

Should I grant him today to take me?

Since we haven't had our honeymoon yet after the wedding.

But before I could lean in, he suddenly kissed my temple and stood quickly.

"Sleep well. I'll just clean downstairs. Call me if you need me," he mentioned, and he left the room.

Oh, my goodness.

I placed my right hand on my heart to feel it and how fast it is. I couldn't believe I was about to give away to that charming man.

Well, he's my husband so basically, he can take me.

But, why did he not do it?

Is he waiting for me?

Or, do I have bad breath?

So, I smell my breath and I cringed up my nose because it smelled like rotten cheese.

That must be the reason why he did not kiss me.

Anyways, my head is hurting now. I really need to take a rest.

——

The next day, I woke up because I felt something heavy on my waist so, I looked down to see what was the thing heavy on my waist and when I saw it, my eyes got bigger.

Now I'm fully awake.

W-What is this? Is he at my back?

Because of that, I slowly turned around and I was greeted by a handsome man.

Look at this face. Isn't he lovable?

I smiled just staring at him.

I don't know if this feels right but I felt like we are really husband and wife. It's time to return the favor to him.

Well, if that is the case then, I have to do my part as his wife. I need to cook for him. I need to satisfy him. I need to serve him.

And so silently, I got up and walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for us.

I want to impress him.

I cook a dish that he will surely like. A pasta, my favorite.

Afterward, I mixed the pasta with the sauce when I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and I felt his warmth at my back.

"Wow. You're cooking. What are you making?" he amusingly asked on my left shoulder.

"A pasta. You know a creamy spaghetti called carbonara?" I told with a smile on my face.

"Ah, your favorite dish. Oh, I'm so glad you're finally back here with me," he declared, and after I put all the pasta on the pan, he twisted my body and he claimed my lips unexpectedly.

I smooched him back but then, I pulled because I am cooking.

"Wait, my pasta," I said, and twisted my body again to cook my pasta, or the sauce will burn.

"God, I've been waiting for this moment," he mentioned, and he pulled my waist to lift me and put me down on the stool bar.

Without caring about the mess, he shoo away all the things above the stool bar, and then he pulled my face and kissed me deeply like a hungry man.

He must have gone crazy.

Well, I couldn't defy him. So, I kissed him back with the same favor.

Is this it?

Is it finally happening? Our honeymoon? Just like he said to me last night? Is it—

My thoughts vanished when he goes down to my neck and he sipped me. He, then, grabbed my both breasts which set me up on fire even more. So, I returned the favor and I undressed him.

Wow.

He's been working out. What big muscles.

I caressed every each of his chest with my hands and let it slide down until I reached his manhood.

Oh, Gosh. Is this real? I-Is he this long?

A moan then escaped my mouth when I felt his tongue suck the crowning glory of my right breast while he massaged my left gently.

My eyes suddenly opened when I smell something burning up so, I pushed him, and stop him, while he looked at me with wonder.

"What?" he asked worriedly.

"The pasta is burning," I said, and I looked at his back, to the dish that I am cooking.

In a second, he turned off the stove and go back to me before I could speak again, then he carried me and he walked faster going inside our room. I let out a little scream when he put me down on the soft mattress of the bed and he removed his pants all the way out leaving him naked in front of me.

I chuckles at his reaction like he's been wanting me the first time. Look how famished he is to me.

"You like it, ha," he whispered with a smirk on the side of his lip, and he fall on me.

Oh! What a heavy man he is.

He, then, undresses me as well.

"God, you're gorgeous," he admitted, which fluttered me.

And he takes every inch of me. He thrust and thrust himself in me while I whimper because of the bliss he is giving me. A discharge after a discharge happens to me because of what he is doing.

I don't know how he's doing it but I like it.

Now I know what it feels like to be loved physically by my husband.

Gosh, look how gorgeous he is too. Look at those veins through his arms. That's so sexy.

With that, the room filled with moans, and screams because of how strong his thrust was, the screeching of bed, and the sound of making love.

I barely could keep up with him.

He is full of stamina.

And we went on and on after the first round, second round, and third round.

I guess I'm full, not hungry anymore. He is more than enough.

After the wild S3x we had, we just lie down with our sweat and saliva all over our bodies.

"God, I couldn't get enough of you," he seriously stated looking directly into my eyes without blinking, like he adores me so much.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked and I saw him sit up, and claimed my lips again.

"I mean this, my Wifey," he replied, and he hovered me again.

I chuckles between our kisses, and I do the same.

And just like that, the strange man to me yesterday is now everything to me. Just how fast the night changes, just like the song.

Fvck, yes.

I moaned when I felt his tongue moves inside me. He sipped and sucked my insides that I couldn't deny was amazing. After him, now it is my turn. I sucked his manhood and make him happy with my mouth and that's when I heard his sexy loud moan unlike a while ago.

It's like this is the first time I did it.

I give him the same intensity he gave me and rocked his body inside me.

For a whole day, we did not leave our room and just filled ourselves with making love that we couldn't deny was addicting, especially if you do it with the person you like.

To be continued...