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A kchiro~ICU

I wake up beside my wife for the first time in nearly two months hating to admit I loathe to leave her side. It's barely dawn, and I would normally be at my desk well into my workday. Yet, here I am with this little treacherous minx tucked under me, my dick hard and ready to pierce her sheath like I do every morning making love to her before I start my day. She's so fucking soft and though I had her favorite vanilla rose scent removed, her natural fragrance slays me. I bite back a groan.

Even with all the sex from the previous night still clinging to us, my dick is hard as fuck. In fact, like so many mornings it's nestled between her thighs, I can feel her wet pussy, hot and welcoming. Her body, like mine is trained to respond in the morning. She arches pressing down on the head of my dick taking me inside of her. My dick kicks of its own volition. She takes me deeper. "Akchiro," whimpering prettily, moving against me sleepily.

"Are you awake?" I grit out, not allowing myself to shift an inch until I know she's fully conscious.

She stills. Goes so still as she remembers. I wait. From this angle and our height difference I can see her squeeze her eyes tight then cover her mouth. She trembles. With fear or want I can't tell.

"Flower." Her name like a curse on my lips, harsh, cruel unforgiving. My dick is throbbing.

She clenches, her body responding despite her feelings. Still the choice is hers. She melts around me.

"Hai." Her voice sounds small. She pushes farther back taking me.

Watching the play of emotions on her face, eyes still closed tight biting her lip to keep something for herself. Something once precious to us both.

I won't give her the solace and comfort she craves, not after what she did.

I surge inside making her gasp. Her bottom lip is wet a little from where she bit it moments ago. I put push two fingers into her mouth making her suck. She does whimpering around my long digits. Her pussy grips me harder as I fuck into her, my strokes getting longer, harder, harsher.

She so close. I pull out making her cry out. She glances over her shoulder. She clutches the cover over herself. Confusion and fear play across her face. Hating that reaction from the woman who once loved me with her life wars with the seething satisfaction I get in punishing her.

"On your knees." I rip the cover from her. My breath catches at the bruises sprinkled across her skin. My dick jumps looking at what my sucking, biting and beard left on the smooth honey brown skin.

Once she presses her torso low, spreading her arms out wide like an eagle's wing, ass hitched high, I see how open she is. Open. Wet. Mine.

I bow my head biting the plump flesh of her ass drawing the soft skin into my mouth. Long and hard I suck marking one side then the other. Her pussy is dripping now. I move lower, Spreading her ass cheeks wide, tonguing her pussy taking all the sweet nectar she freely gives.

Lapping over and over until she is shuddering so close to release, I take my time drawing out the pleasure making her torture exquisite. She arches and opens more giving me access. I move away licking and kissing her thick thighs. No, she doesn't get to come yet.

I move back behind her, gripping her hips, knowing more bruises will probably join the ones left from the night before.

Her fingers grip the covers flexing. She has her head turned left flat on the duvet. She barely breathes, her submission complete.

Lining up, I stroke the head of my dick through her folds. She moans unable to stop it by biting her lip.

"Is there something you need?" Teasing her, my words taunt her. It's cute the way she tries to stubbornly deny her need for me.

"Is there something you need, Hana?" My voice is silky with a thread of steel allowing no defiance.

"Hai. Takeda-sensei," she whispers, eyes squeezed shut tight.

"You will look at me and tell me what you need," I growl, stopping at her entrance.

Seconds tick by then I see her swallow looking over her shoulder, eyes shrouded with unnamable emotion meeting mine.

"You. I need you, Ak—" she squeezes them shut again then pierces me with another look, her eyes deep pools mangled emotions. "Takeda-sensei."

It's like the bow breaks when I drive into her luscious heat. Her muscles have a strangled hold on me; squeezing, sliding, wet surrounding me.

I fuck her hard like she likes it, hitting her spot. She's already coming, fucking me back like she hates me. Tears spill across her face, she's biting her lip so hard as her orgasm takes her. She can't hide her pleasure from me though. I will feast on it.

"Hell yeah," I tell her. "I feel you coming on my dick, Flower. Look at you fucking me back like champ. I own you, body and soul." I taunt her giving her the hard fucking she's earned.

I fuck her deeper, harder, reaching around I play with her clit. One, two three, soft flicks over her hard little nub, and she's gushing come all over me and the bed. I follow her down as she's collapsing still driving into her, greedy for my own release.

"Mine." I nearly shout as hot spirals of come jet out, coating her with my seed. "Mine," I say against the damp curls sticking to side of her face just above her ear. I lick and suck hard just below her earlobe marking her hard.

I don't let myself press soft kisses there as I used to. I don't let myself hold her. I don't even cover her. I grab my shit and leave before I do something stupid like wipe away the fresh tears I see when she realizes I'm leaving.