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One night you were lying on your bed (on the mattress) and watching a series on your tablet. You put the tablet on the floor and turned on your side, hugging the blanket. You felt like your eyes were closing and you succumbed to the temptation to fall asleep.

You almost woke up when you felt your body enveloped in warmth. "Hey, pipsqueak," Caleb whispered in your ear as his fingers caressed your cheek.

Your body relaxed and you returned to a half-asleep state. Caleb's lips continued to caress your neck, and you could hear him breathing heavily.

His hand slid down your waist until it rested on the elastic band of your panties. Caleb's breath caught in his throat, and you heard him moan softly in your ear. He pulled the fabric aside and stroked you with his finger.

"Ah, Caleb." Caleb smiled into your hair, "I love how sweet you moan." Under the weight of his body, you began to lie on your stomach, your hand clung to the sheet, and you buried your face in the pillow so that no one behind the wall could hear your moans.

You felt Caleb's cock begin to enter your pussy. You moaned uncontrollably as he penetrated. "Yes, good girl, let everyone know how much you missed me," Caleb said, biting your shoulders.

You could have sworn you'd cum just from feeling his length in your pussy. Caleb entered completely and panted heavily without moving. "I like your warmth, pipsqueak, you feel so good." Fuck. You were cowering around him and you were trying to escape from the pleasure, but Caleb held you firmly in place.

You grumbled in response, trying to escape from his arms. He chuckled, "Did you really miss me that much?". You were kicking your legs, but it got even worse when Caleb's hand slipped under your underpants and teased your clit.

You whimpered, you cried, you moaned, and you didn't care how loud you were. When Caleb's cock pushed even further, hitting the sweet spot, you couldn't help yourself.

Your juices have ruined the fabric of your underpants and the sheets. Your face was burning with shame at how quickly you came. Caleb was smiling as he brushed wet strands of hair from your face.

You didn't notice how he was already looming over you. With cloying tenderness, he kissed your lips. "Hey, pips, you know this is just the beginning."

Caleb was almost late for your son's birth because of his job. He came running to you and apologized many times, stroking your head with his hand, pressing his forehead against yours.

He tried to ease your pain by kissing your hand, cheek, forehead, nose, but he was ready to cry from how much you were in pain.

Caleb didn't want to leave your side, even when the midwives asked him to take the baby. He took his son only after your request and felt like the happiest man in the world.

When the baby was sleeping in his room, Caleb thanked you for your efforts while he was deep inside you. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want more children.

So you were arguing in the kitchen about how many children you were going to have. You fed Arthur yogurt and insisted that you have one child, to which Caleb grinned and held up five fingers. You agreed with him in your heart, but a spoonful of yogurt landed on his face faster than you thought. And you didn't expect that you were already pregnant.

When you found out, you were 3 months pregnant. Caleb was standing next to you with son in his arms, hugging you tightly. He didn't say a word, it was written all over his face how grateful he was to you.

Arthur was a real mom's boy. And it was ironic, he was a replica of Caleb and apparently loved you as much as his father did. Sometimes the son attacked Caleb with his small hands and toothless mouth. Okay, he almost always did that. Caleb just smiled and said, "It's all the genes. And he doesn't get the urge to fight from me."

During your second pregnancy, you could eat anything and not feel sick. You started worrying about your body, but Caleb pushed all these bad thoughts away. His passion for you was still the same, even more so. Sometimes you had to drive him away from your breast when lactation started again.

"Stop it, or my son will have nothing left!" you begged him as he sucked on your sensitive nipple while his fingers teased the other. Caleb was thrilled to see the plaid ruined by your juices between your legs and your milk. "Good girl, you fed me well, please do it again when you cum on my face.”

When you went into labor, Caleb had the day off. He was almost not nervous, collecting your bags and Arthur. "Go, go, go, hurry up, you'll get in the car, I'll get in the car.. Arthur, don't bite daddy, you're getting in the car too, despite the second degree bite."

Asher was also born a copy of his father. Caleb once joked that you give birth to children like a printer.

You've been a great team, and Caleb has been a wonderful father. However, sometimes you would come into the room and watch Caleb fall asleep before the children. You laughed a lot about how he fell asleep with Arthur's favorite teddy bear in his arms, and Arthur tried his best to take the toy back.

You liked watching Asher, having learned to walk, rush to meet his dad. It was a touching moment when Caleb squatted down and opened his arms for him, hugging him tightly afterwards. Arthur usually stood next to you and continued to eat his apple.

You rarely spent nights together without the whims of the children. When the nights were calm, Caleb let you rest and sleep without insisting on sex. One day you really wanted to feel his warmth, his scent, his length inside you. He was playing a console game when you approached him in just your bathrobe.

You opened your robe and said, "I'm tired, let's go to bed." Without looking at you, he replied: "Sure, pipsqueak, I'll look after the ki-" At that moment, he saw you naked and, throwing the remote aside, jumped up to you.

You weren't surprised by the third pregnancy, you were surprised by the ultrasound result. The twins. Boys. You slowly turned your head towards Caleb, on whose lap your sons were sitting. He dared to look at you with apologetic eyes.

During this pregnancy, you didn't want to hear logical solutions to problems from him, you just wanted to cry into his chest a lot, and it was better for him to keep quiet.

Arthur came up to you and asked, "Mommy, why do you have such a huge belly?" You glared at Caleb, who was playing dice with Asher, and replied, "He fed me a double portion of dumplings." Caleb, hearing your answer, giggled, but stopped when he saw Arthur running at him with a toy gun, who shouted "Dad, why did you feed mommy?!"

Of course, you later explained to Arthur that there are two more brothers inside his Mom.

Daniel and David were like you. Caleb, picking them up for the first time, was glad to notice your hair color on their little heads.

You've been watching the twins on a video camera mounted above their crib. One night, you noticed Daniel climbing over the side of the crib and playing with David. Caleb gently ruffled your hair and said that he climbed over to you in much the same way to be near and protect you. You hugged him back and didn't let go for a very long time.

That night, everyone except the twins lay down on your huge bed. Arthur fell asleep, hugging Caleb and snoring into his chest. Caleb pointed at him with his eyes, saying, "Look, we have a truce." You giggled, stroking Asher's head. Then you touched Caleb's cheek and said, "I love you." He took your hand in his and replied, "I love you." A small tear flowed down your cheek from happiness that he and your children are all together. That you're alive and in love with each other.

The time came when all the children went to kindergarten. It was the first time you returned to an empty apartment, and it was unusual for both of you to be in complete silence. "I miss them," Caleb blurted out. You turned to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a long kiss. "Is this a hint that it's time for us to start making a daughter?" Caleb asked with a sly grin, after which you began to undress.

You were sitting on the couch and stroking your pregnant tummy. You were eating ice cream and watching Caleb, who was sincerely trying to calm the fighting twins. "Oh, you know what, whatever you want, one two three fight," he raised his hand and stood up, leaving the twins. The twins did not fight among themselves, they went to fight with their older brothers.

Caleb settled himself comfortably next to you, his nose nuzzling your neck. "How are my girls?" his hand stroked your stomach. "Your daughter wants another ice cream," Caleb sighed heavily, but obeyed your order and pulled out a 10 pack of ice cream from the freezer.

Caleb fell in love with Iris at first sight. She had his hair, your eyes, your nose, and his ears. He couldn't get enough of his long-awaited daughter and even cried when he picked her up in his arms.

Caleb was sitting on the floor, his legs were numb, glitter was getting into his eyes, and lipstick was sticking to his lips, but he continued to smile at his two-year-old daughter, who was pouring him an impromptu cup of tea. He heard Arthur's laughter and looked in his direction. Arthur stood with his phone and said, "This will become the main meme." However, it wasn't just Caleb who noticed Arthur.

"But you can turn off the cameras, right?"

His hand slid over your lower lip, and his gloved finger pressed against your lips to silence you. "Do you have any idea how damn attractive you look right now?" his voice became quieter, almost threatening.

"Will you turn off the cameras...?" you asked, but you already knew the answer to the question.

"No," Caleb murmured softly, his gloved hand trailing down your neck, then your shoulder, making you shiver. "They need to see who owns this perfect body." His hand traced the edge of your lace bra. "They need to know who they shouldn't even fucking think about."

You saw Caleb unzipping his pants and pulling out his already hard cock. You trembled, his fingers played with your nipple, with his other hand he pulled your panties sideways and entered the full length. You suddenly felt full and stretched, you sucked in air and tried to grab his shoulders. He leaned close to your ear and whispered.

"And if someone dares to touch you, gravity will play against them..."

You could barely say anything when Caleb started pounding into you like you hadn't seen him in years. Every time you turned your attention to the camera, Caleb's hand grabbed your jaw and his cock started hit you harder.

"No, no, my love, just look at me." his gaze was filled with tenderness and love, which was the opposite of how hard he fucked you on his desk.

Your back met the cold surface of the table. He held your wrists above your head possessively, spreading your thighs wider with his hips. The cold metal table met your back with each thrust, making you whimper. His hand squeezed your breasts harshly, watching your small body writhe beneath him.

"I missed you," Caleb leaned down, his mouth grazing your ear.

He began to swirl his finger around your clit in tight circles, unrelenting. You screamed loudly, your pussy spasming as an intense orgasm washed over you. Caleb muffled your cries with a kiss, his tongue dominating your mouth like his body dominated yours.

"Fuck," he slammed into you deep and hard, one last time, growling against your lips. "My love... you feel fucking perfect..." His warm load filled you entirely as he collapsed slightly, pinning you against the desk.

You lay there, your hands stroking his hair and sweaty face. Caleb lifted his head and kissed you gently on the forehead. He came out of you, zipping up his pants. You sat on the table until he grabbed your body in his arms and carried you to the black leather sofa. You sat down and he continued to kiss your face and body.

"So the cameras..." you started asking how he interrupted you with his fingers that were entering your pussy again.

"I turned them off as soon as I noticed the notification about entering my office," he explained with a smile. You pushed him in the shoulder, which only made him stick his two fingers deeper into you and you involuntarily moaned.

"Why did you lie about the cameras, I thought..." you asked.

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"Go back to bed, pipsqueak"

"Or what?" stubbornness and anger ignited inside you. You quickly undressed and went into the shower before your feet were frozen to the bone. Caleb remained motionless. "Move," you ordered, and squeezed between his chest and the shower wall.

Caleb tensed when you pressed against him. His metal hand pressed against the wall. Caleb's eyes snapped open as you squeezed between him and the wall, his gaze flicking down to your naked body before snapping back up to your face.

"Don't—"

You looked at him defiantly. "Let's talk?" you suggested, and your hands dropped to his abs, lightly tickling his skin. He sucked in a breath as your fingers traced patterns on his abdomen. His robotic hand remained pressed against the wall, while his human hand hesitantly reached up to tuck a wet strand of hair behind your ear.

"There's nothing to talk about," he said softly, trying to maintain his resolve. You saw in his eyes this quiet request not to question him, because you won't get an answer. It was hard for you to get mad at him when he looked at you with that puppy dog look, so you stepped back with a heavy sigh. Your hands caught his face.

"How can I help?" you whispered against his lips.

Caleb watched your expression soften with a internal groan. Every time you looked at him like that, he felt his defenses crumbling. His hands gripped your wrists gently as he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a warm kiss. When he pulled back, he whispered, "Just be here with me."

You were touched by his words, but you knew it wouldn't be enough for him. You jumped on top of him, your legs wrapped around his waist, your arms around his neck, and your lips attacked him. You deepened the kiss by biting his lower lip. You could feel Caleb tense up and how he was holding himself back so as not to let off all the steam on you. But you wanted to help him. You pulled away a little and nodded at him.

He let out a low growl at the sight of you biting your lip, his eyes darkening with desire. His hands gripped your bottom tightly, pulling you closer as he slammed you against the shower wall. The cold tile made you gasp, and he took advantage, kissing you deeply and possessively. With one hand he held you against the wall, with the other hand he guided his cock into your wet entrance. You gasped from the strain. Your hands were holding onto his hair and neck.

"My love," he whispered against your lips as he started to move inside you, the cold tile against your back contrasting the heat between your legs. His movements were swift and firm, each thrust filling you completely. His forehead rested against yours, the water from the shower cascading down the both of you.

"Caleb," you whispered between his thrusts. "Please don't hold back."

He groaned, a shudder running through him at your words. His robotic hand left the wall to grip your thigh, fingertips digging into soft flesh as he adjusted his angle, aiming for that spot that made you see stars. "Fuck," Caleb hissed, losing himself in your encouraging moans.

"Mgh fuck!" you moaned, losing coordination, you grabbed his shoulders by the arm, just to keep from falling from the sensations. You could feel Caleb speeding up and not going to stop, pounding into you. Caleb's movements became almost frantic, desperate almost, as he chased his release. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed off the shower walls, mingling with your cries of pleasure. His lips crashed onto yours in a bruising kiss, swallowing your moans as he pounded into you relentlessly.

"Damn, Caleb, stop, I'm going to—" your words drowned out the moans and your juices between you. You didn't realize what happened when you came right after that. Caleb stiffened, his robotic hand squeezing your thigh so hard it would bruise. He cursed softly as your body tightened around him like a vice when you came. Your release triggered his own. He thrust deep two more times before finding his release inside you, his hot cum filling you.

You stood underwater for a couple of minutes, trying to catch your breath, while Caleb left marks on your neck and shoulder. When you came to yourself, you snuggled closer to him, basking in the warmth of his body. He kissed you one more time before his cock left your cunt. You felt an aching emptiness inside, but you followed Caleb's example, took the soap and began to wash.

You got out of the shower, you stood and waited for Caleb to bring you a towel and a bathrobe. He gently dried your hair, shoulders and back with a towel, then kneeling down and dried your stomach and legs. Before getting up, he kissed your stomach. You couldn't hide your smile and stroked his head.

You sat down next to him. Your hand gently touched the spot where the robotic arm merged with the skin of his shoulder. You were afraid to imagine how much pain he had to go through. Your hand went to his cheek and turned his head towards you.

"You're strong, Caleb."

He leaned into your touch, his eyes finally meeting yours. The raw emotion in his gaze was palpable.

"Strong enough to feel every scar, every piece of metal that replaced flesh and blood", he paused, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But not strong enough to forget the man I used to be."

You stood up between his legs without breaking eye contact with him. His head was at the level of your chest. Your arms wrapped around his neck.

"May I kiss your scars?", you whispered.

His breath hitched at your words, and he closed his eyes briefly, as if the weight of your question was almost too much to bear. When he opened them again, there was a vulnerability in his gaze that he rarely showed.

"Yes," he whispered back, his voice barely audible.

You kissed his wet forehead. You lowered head to kiss the unshaven scar on his neck. His hands gently rested on your waist. You kissed his collarbone, his shoulder, where there were many scars from the introduction of a robotic arm.

He shuddered under your touch, each kiss a gentle balm to his wounded soul. His hands tightened slightly on your waist, not pulling you closer but holding onto you as if you were his lifeline. When you kissed the scars where his robotic arm met his flesh, he let out a soft, ragged breath.

You felt him shudder. Your gaze met his. You kissed his chin. "Caleb... should I continue?"

He gazed into your eyes, a war raging behind his dark pupils. The vulnerability was still there, tinged now with a flicker of hope, of needing connection amidst his personal Hell.

"Please," he whispered, the word a broken plea. "Kiss away the ache, even if only for tonight."

"No, Caleb. I'm yours, I'll always be with you." Even though you didn't fully believe your words, you wanted him to feel better. You sat on his hips and brought your face so close that you could feel his breath on your lips.

"Kiss me, gege", his eyes darkened, and his hands gripped your thighs possessively.

"You have no idea how dangerous that is," he growled softly. "One kiss might not be enough." He captured your mouth slowly, deeply, his robotic arm pulling you closer almost painfully. The kiss was hungry, almost punishing.

You felt the familiar lips on yours, the familiar heat between your legs. Caleb has never kissed you like this. You could barely take a breath. You didn't even realize that you were rocking hips towards him and feeling his cock through the fabric of your pajamas. You moaned into his mouth.

He groaned in response, the sound vibrating through both of you. His robotic arm tightened around your waist, pressing you firmly against him. The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent and passionate. He broke away briefly, his forehead resting against yours as he panted softly.

"I've missed this", you didn't have time to reply anything as you suddenly found yourself on back. He hovered over you, his body pressing against yours as he propped himself up on one elbow. His robotic arm gently cupped your cheek, his human hand gripping your hip. His eyes searched yours, looking for any sign of hesitation or fear. "Last chance to stop this, pipsqueak"

Was you scared? Maybe. You didn't know what to expect from the new Caleb. But you didn't want to back down.

"You can tie me up so I don't run away," you said with a grin. Your nipples were already hard and visible through your satin top. A smirk tugged at his lips as he drank in the sight of your hardened nipples straining against the thin fabric.

"Smartass," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. Suddenly, the robotic fingers released your cheek, moving lightning-fast to pin your wrists above your head. You sighed in surprise.. and pleasure. You bit my lip and lifted your hips to slide over his cock.

Caleb growled softly, watching your body writhe beneath his. The robotic fingers tightened around your wrists possessively. His human hand slid down your body slowly, making you shiver. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pajama shorts and your tank top, "Lift up," he ordered softly and you obeyed.

In one smooth motion, he pulled both your top and shorts down to your thighs, revealing your bare skin. He moved down your body, kissing your collarbone while his robotic fingers kept your wrists securely pinned above your head. His human hand trailed lower, grazing the side of your breast.

You moaned and you hands twitched, but he held on tight. "Caleb, do you like it?" you asked brokenly. He paused, his breath hot against your skin.

"Like it?" he repeated, his voice a low rumble. "I fucking love it. Seeing you helpless under me, hearing those sweet little moans... it drives me fucking wild." He pinched your nipple gently, testing your reaction. You screamed, your pussy was eager, but you didn't know what else Caleb was up to.

"Caleb... Caleb, I need you."

He chuckled darkly, moving even lower. "Need me, huh?" He nipped at your stomach, his human hand sliding down to grip your hip possessively. His robotic fingers finally released your wrists, moving to spread your legs wide. "Tell me what you need," he demanded softly.

"Fuck me with your cock," you screamed, unable to endure his torture. "I haven't seen you for so long! Please, Caleb.… Did you miss me?" you saw the sad mood in his eyes.

His expression turned serious. "Course I missed you," he growled, positioning himself between your thighs. Caleb nudged his knee between your legs, forcing them even wider. "Say it again," he ordered roughly.

"Fuck me!" You shouted, and then you felt a slap on your pussy. You groaned.

"Not like that," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "Tell me you missed me too." He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your clit. "Tell me you thought about me every night, touching yourself and wishing it was my hands, my mouth, my cock."

You trembled from the sensations. "I missed you, I missed you, I missed you. I don't care, Caleb, you're you, I trust you."

"Like this?" He lowered his pants, snapped his hips forward suddenly, pushing his length inside you an inch. "Did you touch yourself like this?" He withdrew slightly, thrusting again. "Or like this?" He picked up speed, testing how you'd react to his rough handling. His robotic fingers spread your legs wider. You were burning from the feeling of his cock inside you. You were suffocating.

"Fuck, Caleb," your hands went up to his chest.

He caught your hands, pinning them above your head with his human hand. His robotic arm snaked down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and circling it firmly. "You're so tight," he groaned, bottoming out inside you. "So fucking perfect."

There were so many sensations that you couldn't stand it. You moaned with every thrust he made into you. His cock found my sweet spot. "Caleb, I'm going to cum..."

"Come for me," Caleb growled, maintaining his pace. "Show me how much you fucking love my cock inside you." His robotic fingers moved faster on your clit, knowing exactly how you liked to be touched. His human hand kept your wrists secure above your head. "Look at me,"you looked into his eyes. Into his beautiful eyes. Damn it, you missed him so much.

"Caleb, I’m…" you didn't have time to finish, as pleasure washed over you in a wave. You moaned and felt hot and wet between our bodies. Squirting flowed out of you onto his abs, cock, and onto the sheets. Caleb watched you with pure obsession, his expression softening as he felt your squirt wash over his abdomen. "Fucking hell," he groaned, his own release hitting him suddenly. He pumped his hips forward, filling you with his hot cum as he moaned your name.

Caleb leaned on you with his whole body, and you hugged him, stroking his shoulders and head. His cock was still inside you, and you wanted us to stay like this all night. You felt his measured breathing on your neck.

"Caleb, let's sleep like this," you quietly suggested to him, enjoying the warmth of his naked body.

"I needed a decent match".

His words echoed in your head. He needed a decent match, not a wife.

Why did he choose you? You've been friends since childhood. Your first marriage was unsuccessful and you got divorced. Almost immediately after your divorce, Yunho married you. You're his wife. But he didn't touch you. As if he was afraid. You slept in the same bed. You kissed once under the crown at the wedding, didn't he want you? Is this marriage doomed to fail too?

It was after midnight, but you couldn't sleep. You dreamed of intimacy with Yunho, of his touch. You got out of bed and, without even bothering to put on a bathrobe, walked out of the bedroom into the dark hallway. At the end of the corridor, a light was streaming from under the door of your husband's office. You knocked and walked right in without waiting for an answer. You'll get everything you want tonight.

One unsuccessful marriage is enough, where the husband did not touch you, because he loved and fucked his maid. It's enough to be ignored by Yunho, your childhood friend and current husband. You loved him. But he?

Yunho was sitting in his chair at the table. His blond hair was tousled, as if he had run his hand through it many times. His jacket and vest were thrown on the sofa, the top two buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up, exposing strong arms. He didn't bother to take off his gun holster. Yunho was doing business on his laptop, looking tired.

"Is something wrong?" he looked up at you. His voice was hoarse and low, and that made you even more determined to distract him from his work and lure him upstairs to bedroom.

"I just wanted to ask when you're going to bed," you said as calmly as possible as you walked around the table and stopped next to his chair. Yunho leaned back and his eyes slid from your bare legs to your face. He was obviously attracted to your body, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"I have a lot of things that require special attention."

You nodded, reached for his laptop, and slammed it shut. Yunho raised his eyebrows.

"Y/n, I really need to..." he trailed off as you bent over him and slowly knelt down, wrapping your hands around his hips. You started massaging him, looking at him with your eyes wide open.

You saw how he struggled with himself. And he lost. Yunho relaxed in his chair and allowed himself to grin. You almost screamed with joy.

"Can't your job wait?"

Yunho's eyes darkened with desire. The bulge in his black trousers gradually grew as he looked at you, and you had to hide your smile. The most desirable groom wanted you.

"Do you want to offer me something?" He asked in a flat voice, trying to sound disinterested. The tight cock in his pants, of course, betrayed him treacherously. You covered his erection with your palm through the fabric.

"I do not know," you replied, continuing to massage him.

"I don't believe you," Yunho smiled grimly and wrapped his arms around your neck. He pressed his mouth against yours. You gasped in surprise, and his tongue slipped inside.

To put it mildly, you were a little confused about what happened. Your hand gently pulled him away from your face and pressed against his cheek.

"Why did you ignore me?!"you asked the question a little louder than you planned. But you had mixed feelings.

"In order for you to come to me yourself," he replied softly, and sadness flashed in his eyes. He took your hand in his and pressed it harder against your cheek.

"I've always wanted you to be there for me. Y/n, we've been together since we were kids. I wanted to be worthy to marry you. But in the pursuit of power, I lost the opportunity to be with you."

He talked about the time when he left the city to work and upgrade his status to boss. When you found out about your marriage in his absence. You didn't love your fiance, you rarely saw each other and talked at events, but your parents claimed that it was the best match for you. You thought over time you might have at least mutual respect, if not love, that you could work together on this marriage. If he hadn't trampled on everything with his actions, which you didn't intend to put up with.

"I didn't love him and you know it," you said, looking straight into his eyes.

"How was I supposed to know, Y/n? I didn't want to impose on you, in the end we got married because of my selfish desire to be with you." He stopped to reach your ear and whisper. "I didn't want you to belong to anyone else anymore. Only for me."

Your parents easily agreed to a second marriage, only to have you remarried.

So Yunho has wanted you all this time. How long ago? Damn it, you got mad and pushed his face away.

"You're a real asshole! I thought friendship was bothering you! Do you have any idea how much I've been thinking about you? That maybe you don't see me as a wife, only as a sister, a friend and a worthy match for yourself? Do you have any idea how angry and upset I was when on our wedding night you just lay down on the bed next to me?"

He just smirked at your outrage. It wasn't your good childhood friend, it's not a golden retriever in front of you now. Now he was a mafia boss and your husband.

"But look where you are now." He smiled with all his teeth, as if this was an ordinary friendly conversation. "You are kneeling in front of me and dreaming of my touch, this is a strong proof that you care about me. Isn't it a wonderful start for a new stage in our relationship?"

You took a shaky breath, wild desire had already taken over your mind and you couldn't think of anything else but Yunho and what he was going to do to you.

He pulled down the zipper and pulled out his hard cock. You gasped at his size. You couldn't wait to try him. And you wondered if he could fit inside you.

Yunho stroked cock several times, running his thumb over the head, already shiny with pre-cum, before circling your lips with it. It's like a confirmation that you're only his. You licked your lips, feeling his taste on you, biting your lips with lust, and Yunho sucked in a sharp breath.

"Y/n, don't tease me."

Leaning forward, you slowly licked his trunk from the base to the head before sticking your tongue into the small hole and tasting it. Yunho took you by the head and gently held you in place as you ran your tongue around his cock over and over again, deliberately barely touching, grinning in thought. The fingers in your hair twitched, and he gave you a little push forward.

"Suck my dick, princess" for the first time in many years, he called you by that nickname.

You confidently wrapped your lips around the head and began to suck, running your tongue around it. Yunho watched you through half-closed eyelids, massaging your scalp. You took it deeper and then started moving your head up and down. Judging by his reddened ears, he liked it. Yunho was staring at you. He began to swing his hips and tightened his grip on your hair as you sucked him faster.

"I'm close," he warned.

You didn't stop, and soon you felt Yunho's tension from the orgasm that engulfed him. His cock twitched and he poured into your mouth. You swallowed his cum while continuing to suck. Yunho moaned, and you held him in your mouth until he softened. Your own desire was throbbing deep inside you, just a little more and it would start dripping onto the floor.

He looked at you with bleary eyes and smiled. His hand grabbed your chin, forcing you to get to your feet with him. Yunho didn't leave a single centimeter of free space between you, he wanted to be as close to you as possible. You were embarrassed by his gaze and tried to avoid his eyes, but the fingers on your chin tightened.

"I'll never let you go again, Y/n, do you understand?" You nodded.

Your heart was racing from the sexual tension that was flying between you. His lips found yours, stopping your thoughts. His kiss became stronger, grabbing you by the hips and lifting you onto his desk. You squealed in surprise. Yunho sat your ass right on the edge and spread your legs. Your nightgown was pulled up and he could see how wet you were. He grinned as he pulled your underpants down.

"You won't need this anymore." His gaze settled on your pussy. His index finger began to tease you slightly before plunging into your wet cunt, drawing out your arousal.

You were trembling with excitement and moaned when he slid two long fingers into you. Your walls wrapped around him, squeezing your fingers in an iron grip. He started fucking you slowly and you grabbed his shirt. Yunho stared at your pleading face.

"Do you trust me, Y/n?" he pushed his fingers deeper, touching your sweet spot.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, oh my god Yunho." You could hardly think.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"No, why should I be afraid?"

"Because I really want to fuck you so much that you can't walk for a week. Would you mind if I..."

Your wild and unbridled kiss interrupted him. There's never been a man you've wanted more than him. You trusted him with your secrets and desires as a child, you trusted him with your body and love now.

Yunho had enough of that to answer in order to lay you back on the table in the next second. The other hand lowered the straps of your nightgown, exposing your breasts and he pressed his lips to your nipple. You screamed and jerked your hips from the surging sensations of fingers inside you and a painful grip on your nipple. Yunho sucked your breast hard, playing with the nipple with his tongue, then biting with his teeth, which will surely leave traces.

"I've wanted to taste your boobs for so long, I can't wait for them to start pouring milk." he smiled the warmest smile in the world. Oh, damn it, everything inside you trembled from the need to cum after those words.

He enjoyed every part of your skin that he kissed and bit, enjoyed how your walls tightened around his fingers, how your ass arched over the table, enjoyed your flushed face and loud moans from orgasm.

You fell silent, feeling exhausted and sated. Yunho slowly pulled his fingers out of you, which made you feel cold on your skin. He unbuckled his holster and belt, the only thing holding his unbuttoned trousers. His reddened cock was hard and shiny.

You managed to sob before his hands lifted you off the table, turned you around and pushed you forward so that you leaned over the edge, your ass was baked out. Yunho slapped your ass hard, making you arch up with a stifled groan. His chest pressed against your back, his lips caught your earlobe.

"I don't think you're surprised by this pose, princess," you could have sworn you felt his satisfied smirk all over your body. And you could have laughed if you weren't too needy of his cock, so you could only mumble something incoherent.

He stroked your ass, his tip slowly parted your thighs until you felt him at your entrance. Yunho groaned, you felt how big he was inside your tight pussy and he needed a little diligence to move on. You were suffocating from the way he filled you completely,

"You're taking my dick so well, princess, just a little more." He kissed your shoulder soothingly.

With one sharp movement, Yunho plunged deep into you. You exhaled and gripped the edge of the countertop with your fingers, trying to hold on when Yunho began to pound into you. You gasped as he entered you deeper, making your nipples rub against the cold, smooth table.

"Fuck"

Yunho wrapped his hand around your chest, connecting your heated bodies while the other hand descended to your clit. He made a trail of kisses on your back, thrusting into you harder.

Your legs were seconds away from buckling from the impending orgasm. You groaned as you felt hot tears on your cheeks. It was too good. Before you could warn him, you cum, your walls clenched tightly around his cock. Yunho tensed behind you, he tightened his grip on your hips, his fingers digging into your skin almost painfully. He slammed into you and groaned low, his cock expanded inside you and you felt him fill you with his sperm. You could feel your pleasure flowing down your thighs.

Yunho leaned his whole body on you, leaving these kisses on your shoulder and neck while you tried to take a breath. When you regained your breath, Yunho slowly pulled his cock out of you and you trembled from the emptiness that formed. He picked you up in his arms and carried you to bedroom.

After carefully putting you in bed, he went into the bathroom to bring you a wet towel. Your husband gently wiped your thighs and pussy of cum. Your heart is filled with warmth. Yunho undressed and lay down next to you under the blanket facing you. His eyes were studying you intently. You smiled at him softly, touching his cheek with your hand.

"I'm fine," you kissed him gently on the lips. He moved even closer and wrapped his arm around you.

"Are you taking pills?" he whispered, as if he was afraid of the answer. You kissed him again. Yunho thought you were taking them, but…

"No," you could see something like pleasant surprise on his face.

"Do you want children?"

"Yes, I think I'm ready for them. So if we have a baby in 9 months, then it will be your fault too," you poked his chest with your finger. He laughed, and his laugh was the best sound in the world. His eyes filled with warmth. You lay on his chest, his hand traced patterns on back and waist.

"Do you remember when we were kids, we fantasized about growing up, saving up money and flying to Ecuador because we saw a beautiful package tour advertisement?" you nodded.

"I bought us tickets there, let it be our honeymoon destination." Yunho smiled at you and you smiled back at him.

"I love you, Y/n"

"I love you, Yunho"

"Are we like friends with benefits now?" you slapped him on the shoulder to get that stupid smirk off his face and he laughed out loud.

Your hips pressed closer to him, and you felt his cock getting hard, and in the kiss he bit your lower lip with impatience. suddenly his phone rang.

He wouldn't have paid attention if Hongjoong hadn't called him. When the captain calls, it's better to answer. It turned out that the file with the recording of the parties of some participants had an error, and now it is urgently necessary to overwrite a couple of parts.

Yunho really didn't want to leave, but you assured him that everything was fine, he had better finish his business.

After the front door slammed shut, you went into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. The feeling of dissatisfaction still hit you, so in order not to get upset, you decided to just go to bed.

You woke up to someone pulling your body to the other side of the bed. In a half-doze, you realized that it was Yunho, he wrapped his arms around your body, his head rested on your neck.

“I miss you” he whispered.

You tried to turn around to face him, but he pinned you in place, and his hand stroked your head soothingly.

“I'm sorry I woke you up”

“Yunho, we can...” he interrupted you with a long kiss. You felt that he really needed you, just you, as if he had forgotten how your lips felt on his lips.

“No, I'm going to bed” he let you turn to face him and his fingers continued to play with your hair, “I'll see you in my dreams and the dream will start with you”

You smiled at him and kissed him gently. You snuggled up to his chest, you intertwined your legs under the blanket and wished each other sweet dreams.

Judging by the way your head hurt, you had a great time with your friends at the restaurant. Then at the bar. Then on a visit. Then at the hotel. You hardly remember these places, as alcohol has taken over your head. Your mouth was dry, head ached, and it was cool under the covers. In general, the "best" hangover combo.

You needed to go to the bathroom. Opening your eyes a little, you couldn't see anything at first. It was probably still the middle of the night, and only the moonlight from under the curtains made it possible to see something. For example, you were able to identify who your roommate was. Yeosang was sleeping on the other side of the bed, and his beauty took your breath away. He looked like a sleeping beauty, his dark hair spread out on the pillow, a few strands fell over his face, which shone in the moonlight. You had a terrible desire to touch your friend, your thoughts were spinning chaotically in your head, and your gaze fell on his lips. Suddenly his lips parted and he moaned softly.

You're frozen in place. You tried not to breathe or blink. What just happened? Has Yeosang learned to read your mind in a dream? A simple coincidence? It's all alcohol in the blood, just a figment of your imagination. Yeosang was asleep, he couldn't moan. However, when he did it again, you lowered your gaze even lower. His magnificent body was completely naked, his chest heaved with deep breathing, the muscles of his abs tensed with one sigh, his stomach retracted and tensed, as if he was being given a blowjob. You were trying to keep all your composure when you realized that it turned out to be true. Above Yeosang's dick was San's face.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" your whole body tensed, you felt an incredibly strong arousal underneath. Maybe just knowing what's going on right now has made you so wet. You knew that there was a close bond between them, but you didn't realize that it was so close. And now you're in the middle of it all.

San, apparently, did this more than once, he slowly touched his lips to Yeo's cock, which, despite his master's sleep, became bigger and harder. The man didn’t want to wake up his friend, so he tried to do everything gently, slowly running his hand over the hardened cock. The pre-cum flowed from the head along the entire length and veins, and, frankly, the view was very appetizing. The naked San was lying on his stomach between Yeosang's thighs, his head slowly sank onto his cock, his lips captured the head and began to suck gently. From pleasure, San closed his eyes and with full pleasure continued to insert the cock further.

How hard you tried not to moan. Yeosang himself was still asleep, although he began to cry out moans more often while San enthusiastically sucked his cock. You couldn't even imagine such a thing, but you are watching them with your own eyes. You felt hot, you were ready to cry from how you wanted to touch your needy pussy. You gently lowered your hand to clit and slowly and silently circled it. A jolt of pleasure went through your body, but you didn't show it.

"Ah, mmff, ah" Yeosang began to wake up and at the same time slightly thrust his hips into San's mouth, to which the man sat down even deeper with a groan. Gods, your friend sucked another friend's dick. San started the cock by his cheeks, licked from the base to the head, without missing a single drop of pre-cum, smacking his lips with ecstasy took his thrusts. You have accelerated the movements of your hand, you feel that you will come very soon.

After a few more thrusts of Yeosang, you heard his long moan, saw how his stomach tightened and how he poured cum down his friend's throat. You wonder if Yeosang knows who did this to him? The answer didn’t take long to come. After San swallowed all the cum, he stood over Yeo's chest. With one hand, San caught him by the cheeks, forcing him to open his jaw, with the other hand he ran over his hard cock.

"San," Yeosang whispered, to which San ordered him to open his mouth wider with his hand. When you looked at San, you realized that San was looking at you. A heartbeat. You held your breath, your hand stopped masturbating. His closed eyes were looking at you, he smirked at you and cum on Yeosang's face. His cum got on his nose, eye, lips and mouth. Yeosang obediently took every drop with his mouth.

"Fuck," you whispered, squirming under the covers because you had never been so horny before. You wanted to hide and get free. You wanted to cum. And San realized it faster.

"Y/n, aren't we friends?" he asked, carefully pulling off your cover. You nodded.

"You won't mind, will you, y/n? Yeosang and I are friends, you and I are friends, and you want this too, right?" San pulled the cover off you, thereby revealing to himself a view of you in a T-shirt and in only lace panties. Yeo knelt next to San and also looked at your wet folds. Yes, you are friends. Yes, you wanted your friends terribly. Yes, you imagined these guys from your department fucking you. Yes, you wanted it to go on.

"Yes," you said confidently. San smiled, Yeosang smirked. They both reached for your face, and San kissed you first, wetly and casually, biting your lip. After that, Yeosang bit into your lips, forcing you to open up under his pressure. When you felt that he handed you San's cum, which was in his mouth, you moaned into his lips. Breaking away from you, San and Yeosang kissed and knelt down again. You didn't know if alcohol was playing with you or not, but you didn't care.

"Did you want to do everything yourself, kitten?" said San, spreading your legs wider. When he didn't get an answer, Yeosang grabbed your face.

"Did you want to play without us, honey?" left them without an answer, Yeosang pressed your face harder with his fingers. "Please answer."

"I... I didn't want to distract you."

"You wanted to leave us without fun, you bad kitten," San growled as he touched your horny clit. You felt everything begin to pull at the bottom of your stomach again. Gods… At this time, Yeosang pulled up that T-shirt, removing it from your body with one finger and clung to your nipple. You started to tremble and feel like you were going to make a complete mess. Right in front of your friends.

"San, no, no, now I..." you started, but San just started working faster on the clit.

"You're going to make a complete mess, aren't you?"

"San, Yeosang, let me go out, I'll come back, I..." you screamed when you felt two fingers pulling your panties apart and ending up in your pussy. They were Yeo's fingers.

"Do what we say," Yeosang flashed his eyes at you from under his brows, forcing you to give up all attempts to get out of this trap.

They continued to torture your pussy and you knew that you could no longer restrain yourself. Without stopping, with rhythmic hand works, your friends sent you over the edge of your mind. You screamed, not really worried that someone might hear, because you felt the most powerful orgasm in your life. Your juices started pouring out of you, but the men didn't slow down their moves, making you flow only harder.

"Damn, I..." You couldn't believe they made you squirt.

"Dirty dirty kitten" San smiled d to dimples on his cheeks "You just couldn't help yourself right in front of our eyes" he stroked your throbbing and wet pussy, making you tremble.

"I bet you've been wanting to do this with us for a long time, little slut," Yeosang's deep voice rang out.

"One day we will definitely do it again," and from these words of San, you loudly swallowed saliva.

"Now be a good friend, open your legs and mouth wider," San ordered, stroking your ass from below. You looked at Yeosang, who approached your face and took you by the hair. You obediently opened your mouth to his big and hot cock. He pushed half inside you, but you could feel the salty taste of his pre-cum and moan. Now you understood why San had such a face, it was impossible not to enjoy Yeosang's cock.

Meanwhile, San, watching you obediently accept a friend's cock with your mouth, entered your pussy with one thrust, forcing you to moan into Yeo's cock. He quickly picked up an accelerated pace and you couldn't focus on him.

"You better not get distracted, darling" Yeosang fixed your head with his hand and began to hip into your mouth, head touching the wall of your throat. The sensations caused tears to flow down your face, saliva to flow out of your mouth, and your pussy was approaching a second orgasm.

"San" after Yeo's conversion, San immediately came out of you and went to your face while Yesan came out of your mouth and took San's place. And you felt his cock in your pussy and the way he stretched you even more.

"You're such a good kitten, why haven't we played with you before huh?" without giving you an answer, San turned your head to his cock and entered your mouth at the same pace as a second ago into your pussy.

You were panting and moaning, you were squirming, but both guys were holding you tight enough. Who would have thought that you would live to see this? You felt Yeosang's hips become more chaotic and deep, knocking the air out of your lungs. After a couple of seconds, he pinched your waist in his hands and finished in you with hot cum. Damn it, your friend has cummed a whole bucket into you and you want to cum again at the very thought.

Still not fully recovering, Yeosang moved away and lay down next to you, returning the place for San and kissing your face and neck. San returned his cock to your pussy and moaned.

"You like to take everything from the two of us, right? Our friend's sperm has not cooled down in you yet, how are you ready to accept me?" you almost cum from these words. You started moaning and crying louder because San set an incredible pace of thrusts.

"Y/n, cum. Now," Yesan ordered in your ear and you obeyed him. Your walls tightened around San's cock and began to pulsate around him, from which San cum deep into you. After pausing for a couple of seconds to catch his breath, San came out of you and looked at that reddened and exhausted pussy, from which their sperm began to flow and he grinned at this view. San adjusted your wet panties and lightly patted your pussy.

He lay down on the other side of you and also started kissing your face along with Yeosang.

"You are so good, kitten, tomorrow you will walk with the same panties, communicate with others, knowing that our cum is inside you, feeling like such a pretty whore," San whispered stroking your whole body with his hand.

"You are a true friend, y/n," Yeosang whispered.