Chapter Forty Nine

Stephen

The moment my wife stepped back from me, all my resolve vanished. She held my gaze as she undressed, revealing herself to me. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, her stomach round with our child. The fear in her eyes wasn’t of me, but of my potential rejection.

I walked over to close the bedroom doors, then turned back to her. I shed my clothes and joined her on the bed. I didn’t care about anything else anymore. She had offered herself to me, and I was ready to claim what was mine.

I reached out, brushing my fingers against her cheek. Looking into her eyes, I asked her, for the first time,

“Are you sure about this?”

She nodded, a silent smile on her face. She took my hand, bringing my fingertips to her lips and kissing them softly. My heart pounded as I watched her kiss my wedding ring.

I traced my fingers across her lips, down her neck, and across her chest to her breasts. I gently squeezed her left breast, feeling it firm and warm under my touch. Her nipple hardened instantly, begging for attention. I lowered my mouth to it, biting softly. Her moans filled the room, her hips shifting on the mattress.

My hand traveled down her stomach, pausing at the curve of her hips. They were beautifully wide, preparing to accommodate our child. Her legs parted further, and I hesitated before moving my hand to her pussy. I brushed my fingertips across her clit, and she arched her back, purring. That sound was my kryptonite, my drug.

I spread her pussy lips apart and slipped my index finger inside her. I began to rub her swollen clit with my thumb. She was dripping wet and began to moan as I shifted my body around and lowered my mouth to her pussy. As my tongue slipped between her lips, I felt hers begin to lick the shaft of my cock. Then she took half of it in her mouth.

We had never been ones for mutual pleasure. We preferred to focus on one another, ensuring the other’s pleasure was truly met. But in this moment, this was what we both needed and wanted. To be as one in the most intimate way possible.

We stayed locked together like that for what felt like an eternity, slowly and gently licking, sucking, and nibbling on each other. Then she stopped and whispered,

“I need you inside me. I need to feel you inside me. Please?”

I shifted around and knelt between her legs. I lowered myself onto her and placed the head of my dick against the folds of her pussy.

“How badly do you want it, Trinity?” I asked, teasing her and pulling back each time she tried to thrust upward. “How badly do you need it?”

“Oh God, Stephen! Please! Please don't do this now. Don't tease me. Please!” She moaned, her nails digging into my back and raking down, making me gasp from the pleasure-pain.

“You remember, Trinity. Remember for me, baby. Remember how much I love teasing you until you purr for me, until you beg me.”

I slipped the head of my dick past her lips and heard her gasp.

“Please, baby, please make love to me. I need you.”

“Kiss me, Trinity.”

She blinked a couple of times, looking at me in confusion.

“What... what did you say?”

“Kiss me, Trinity.”

“I want you to feel comfortable with me. I want you. I wanted you the moment I looked into your eyes at Gilhooleys.”

“But I won't kiss you until I know you want me.”

“So if you feel this too, kiss me, please.”

“Show me you feel it too.”

A tear rolled down my cheek as my wife said it with me. I slowly slid inside her, a moan escaping us both as if the very air we breathed was sucked right out of us.

As I started slowly rocking in and out of my wife, she brought her hands up, holding my face and forcing me to look at her.

“I remember that, Stephen.”

“What do you remember, baby?”

“You said it to me the first time we kissed in your office. But I remember saying it back to you when you needed me to be your strength. I just don't remember where.”

“You did, baby. We had to leave here for a little while, and it was a hard time for us all. The day you said it back to me is the day I let you be my strength. Now let me be yours again.”

I slid my hands under her back, pulling her into me tighter as our hips rocked in unison. Our bodies were wrapped around each other, our eyes never leaving each other.

“I love you. I need you to remember how much I love you.”

“I will. I feel your love, Stephen.”

When I leaned down and kissed my wife softly, burying myself to the hilt and holding still, I heard her choke back a sob.

“Baby.”

“No, I'm fine. Please, I need you to keep going. I need this. I need you, Stephen.”

I looked into her eyes, realizing the tears she was holding back were the memory of how important those few words were to us coming back to her.

The sensation was so overwhelming that for a minute, both of us froze. We couldn't speak, couldn't move.

“Awww, Stephen.”

And then I moved. I moved right. Slowly sliding myself out, and then in. Her legs were open, sighing. I wanted this. I wanted her. And fuck, did I want to go fast. But I didn't. I didn't just want to go fast for me. I wanted to go fast to make her scream. I knew if I fucked her senseless right now, she'd be an orgasmic mess in five minutes because I knew my wife's body so well. Because I cherished it.

But that was too easy, and right now I wanted the love we had. I wanted my wife's heart back.

Slowly, the friction killing both of us, I slid in. And out. And in.

And out. She shook. She sighed. I whispered things to her. She begged me to go faster. I wouldn't.

The orgasm building inside us was immense. Intense.

She moved over me and I was on my back. But she didn't go faster either.

She was into it now, slowly grinding her pussy up and down on my cock. Her hips writhed up and down, so deep, so hot, up and down, slow.

I gently nudged her onto her knees and lifted her up, easing into her from behind. The rhythm was perfect, a slow in and out, deeper this way. My grip on her hips was tight, almost painful, as I picked up the pace.

I knew once I surrendered to this, it would be too easy.

I eased her back onto the bed, pulling out of her despite her protests. I moved my mouth over her nipples, down, and settled between her legs.

Trinity - No Stephen please

Stephen - Yes

I cut her off.

And it was too late. My tongue found her clit, working it gently, easing it between my teeth. My hot, wet, rough tongue lapped at her aching clit. Her hips writhed as I licked her pussy, and she slipped into another world, another place, floating in the sky.

I sucked and licked her pussy, fucking her with my tongue, opening her wider. I found her again with my fingers, working her clit with my tongue. Just as she was about to cum, I moved up again.

This time, I stood at the foot of the bed, and roughly pulled her by her hips to the edge.

Trinity - Fast now?

She gasped.

Stephen - Yes baby

And I thrust inside her with all my strength, in and out, faster and faster. She came in seconds, and kept coming, riding it, harder, faster. I was almost there, it was too much, watching her, listening to her. Her pussy was hot and tight around me, so wet, wetter than I'd felt my wife in a long time.

Trinity - Cum for me daddy

She whispered, her eyes wild with lust.

Stephen - Aww god say it again baby

Trinity - I want all of you daddy, cum for me please

I gently pushed my wife back onto the bed face down. I came over the top of her, resting up on my arms as I pinned her body to the mattress with mine. I fucked her until I came, riding hers out, fucking her until we were both finished together. I kissed and sucked the soft skin on her neck as her body shook underneath mine, her soft purrs echoing out.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind and we were motionless for a bit, just breathing softly.

After a while, she got up and put on my white-buttoned shirt, and started looking around our room for something. I watched as she opened some drawers and then came to my bedside table and opened the drawer.

Stephen - Can I help you?

I said, smiling at her, leaning up on my elbow.

Trinity - I remembered you saying something about handcuffs once to me

She said, blushing lightly, making me smile and stroke her hip.

My heart started racing hearing her say that because I remembered that night. I knew it was after Jamaica. I knew the exact night it happened. It was the last night of our honeymoon when we were in Phuket.

Stephen - Second drawer down, beautiful

She hesitated briefly before slowly opening the drawer and seeing them. I saw her eyes widen and reach for something. When her hand came out of the drawer, I saw what she'd found.

Trinity - You kept these?

Stephen - I told you, and I wasn't lying when I said it, they were mine from that moment on

Trinity - You kept the pair of panties you stole off me on our first date

Stephen - I did

Trinity - Well I hope you washed them at least!

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

While it might take some time to get all her memory back, the wife and mother I am madly in love with is still with me deep down. And I'll keep on digging to get those special memories back that we have.