Noah watched as his wife Mia walked out of the bathroom and curled herself in pain under the thick blankets on their bed. This was already the third day since she had the flu, and her condition wasn't getting any better.
Noah cursed as he checked his watch. It was 10 o’clock; he was already late to work, then again being the owner of the company allowed him sometimes to be late without worries. But remembering the sight of his wife made him feel guilty for leaving her in such a state that it felt impossible to go through the day at work. He stopped the car in the middle of the road and cursed again, and without wasting another second thinking, he drove back to their home and on the way called his secretary to postpone his meetings to next week then told her that he will be taking the day off.
“Did you forget anything sweetie?” said the exhausted Mia with her eyes half closed, surprised to see her husband again when it hadn't been longer than 30 minutes since he left.
She looked very sick and tired. He could see sweat drops falling off her forehead. Quickly, he tossed his jacket away then hurried to her side to check her forehead temperature with his hand. Just as he thought, she was having a fever.
“Honey, why are you here now? Don’t you… have an important…” her voice slowly faded away as she lost conscious between his arms.
Shocked by her sudden collapse, Noah felt confused as to what he should do for a moment, then gently he rested her head on a soft pillow and rushed to the kitchen to get a towel and some cold water.
He couldn't help but feel guilty about her illness. She was working herself to the bone for days for his company’s 5th anniversary event, but he left it all for her to deal with while he was busy going through an endless number of meetings.
She looked so fragile, with her small body and tired face. Her lips were dry and her cheeks were pale. Oh, how it hurt him to witness her pain. He bent down to give her a kiss, then took the wet towel and squeezed it and tenderly put it on her forehead nursing her silently waiting for her to open her eyes feeling all better again.
Few hours passed and finally she was gradually regaining her conscious as she felt a familiar sense of warmth surrounding her whole body. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw the broad arms that hugged her protectively. She tried to get up and looked behind to find her sleeping husband that wasn't supposed to be here at this time. She felt something wet on her pajamas and found the towel he used to reduce her temperature. How long he must have been taking care of her like this, letting her rest on his warm chest.
She leaned to give him a kiss and was surprised to see him smile with his eyes still closed.
“What are you doing?” he teased making blood rush to her cheeks then as he opened his eyes continued, “Are you feeling better now?”
“Y...Yeah, but didn't you have a meeting this morning?” she asked as she looked away trying to hide the blush on her face.
“It’s OK baby. You are more important to me,” he assured but still she was feeling guilty.
“But sweetie…”
He took her lips with his before she could say more.
Ah, how he missed those soft lips, the heat that came from her small body that clung onto him desperately. For the last three months they didn't have as much as an hour together. She was busy with her sister’s wedding and he had his own piles of work to keep him away for nights, for weeks. It was slowly driving him crazy to not be able to be next to her, touching her... feeling her body against his, tasting her lips, caressing her back, feeling her fingers tease his senses as they explored his chest…
He gasped. He shouldn't want her like this, when she just got a little better.
With pain piercing his heart like a sharp spear he moved away and laid her body next to him to hug her from behind. He breathed heavily between the soft strands of brown hair that covered her fair neck, trying to hold in the feeling of extreme desire that threatened to worsen her physical state.
For Mia, it was already too late. Her body already felt it, that rage of fire rising through her soul, begging to be satisfied. With her back still facing him, she stuck her body to his blaming it on the cold. It provoked all his senses, making it impossible to ignore her small vulnerable body that took shelter in his own warmth.
He couldn't resist it anymore. She was so beautiful, so attractive, even in her usual pajamas and no makeup. He couldn't help wanting to devour her soft skin that drew him like a magnet.
His lips had their way down her neck with sweet kisses as he hugged her tighter. Such a teaser, she thought. He knew how it turned her on so much, but still left her shivering with desire. With soft moans she replied to his teasing and eventually turned herself to face him as she couldn't take it anymore.
One kiss leading to another, starting fast and sweet and within seconds they slowed down and deepened.
“I don’t want to part from your sweet lips,” he whispered.
“Then don’t,” she replied playfully.
His hands slipped down until they found their way to her waist. Slowly he started pulling her pajamas’ top revealing a part of her soft skin. His cold fingers explored her back that they knew very well, teasing, caressing, he was slowly but successfully driving her crazy as he went down to her waist line then inside her pants and underwear shaping her perfectly round bottom.
Mia gasped in a sudden shock as he slid a finger then another one to her private part, stroking it slowly with skilled moves producing an extreme pleasure she couldn't deny. With his other hand he pulled her leg and put it on his, allowing his fingers to tease her more.
“No… ah. Ah! Don’t…” she clenched on his shirt with one hand while she held onto his hair with the other desperately as she felt his fingers enter her. He was evil. He knew she was sick, but still drove her to desperation. It’s her fault for being so devilishly beautiful even when she was tired and ill, he thought.
He took away his fingers and started to unbutton her top. His tongue followed his fingers, tasting her neck then feasting on her beautiful breasts. His eyes rose to look at her as she moaned his name endlessly, begging him for more. She bit her lower lip in pure pleasure. Oh! How it made her look so sexy and desirable. He couldn't help but get back to her lips and give her another one of his deep kisses before he took off his shirt and tossed his pants and boxers away then turned to her again. He reached to her waist admiring it and kissing it as he took off what was left on her from her clothes, leaving her totally exposed. He sensed as her body shivered from cold.
“Don’t worry baby. I will heat you up again,” He grinned as he saw her blush.
With one hand he parted between her thighs then allowed himself to do what he had been fantasizing all those months away from her. The sensation that came from his tongue against her sensitive skin brought fire into her soul. She held onto the pillows under her head desperately as her heart pounded madly inside her chest. She couldn't take it anymore, neither could he. Quickly, he rose himself up to reach her lips again and positioned himself at her entrance. With a groan he entered her and heard her soft moans grow louder. Slow at first then he started to go faster. He wanted to convey his feelings to her. How he spent his nights just as lonely, with nothing but his desperate fantasies that when all that kept them away from each other ended he would take her in his arms and make it all up for her.
Slow and quick shivers rushed through her body as he kept thrusting himself in and out of her and she loved every bit of it. She could feel the heaps of pleasure that he felt. Her breath became faster as she was about to reach the edge of ecstasy. She clung herself onto him with legs and hands and bit his lips. He opened his eyes widely with surprise, then started to go faster with miserable speed that showed how much he too enjoyed the feeling inside her.
Still on top of her, exhausted from the intensity of their lovemaking he took her in a cuddle and gave her a sweet kiss.
“How can you be so beautiful even when you are sick?” he asked teasing her.
“So that you can never take your eyes off of me,” she teased back.
“And it’s working.” he said giving her his sweetest smile, the one only her knew of.
Three days later…
“I knew this was going to happen. I shouldn't have let you come near me that day,” Mia scolded the sick Noah who caught her flu just as she got better.
“It’s OK baby. As long as you are here to nurse me, I’m more than fine with it,” he smirked as he put his arm around her waist.
She gasped, then looked at him with a grin.
“Hmm… then should...I?” her voice faded as she bent down and gave him a long, deep and passionate kiss.
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