Bonding
Sabrina's POV
Kyle shocked me when he stayed home and moved my things from my room to his room himself. He was packing by hand, instead of simply getting workers to do it for us while we waited.
He made me hang out with him while he punished himself for no reason. He claimed it was his way of spending maximum time with me now that he was free to.
“You're acting like a clingy husband. We could've just gotten movers. This is taking forever.”
“I want to do it with you, okay?” His voice dripped with hidden finality as he took out the last of my things from my large wardrobe. I just watched and didn't necessarily have to do anything.
“See, all done. We didn't even waste so much time.” His lips stretched to form a victorious smile that almost knocked my socks off if I wasn't pissed and tired.
“You can't even tell that your wife is starving and needs a bath. I'm literally sweating!” I yelled at him, expecting him to spring into action but instead he was calm, his features soft.
“Patience. Let's go to our room first.” The way he spoke hinted at something sexual that I wasn't sure I was ready to stomach in the midst of anger and hunger.
“I'm not having sex with you. I want dinner, a shower, and then a good night's sleep for stressing me out.”
He looked at me like I was crazy when it was clear that I caught him. How could he still want to touch me? Wasn't he tired himself?
“Who said anything about sex? You're the one that's being a creep. Come on, trust me.”
He led me back to his room, a hand in between mine and the other holding the box of accessories from my room. I followed, a smile on my face. When we got to the room, I saw a mountain of food waiting for us.
I almost cried out in happiness. I couldn't wait to eat. Kyle turned in my direction like he anticipated my reaction with a smile, then he stopped smiling as he approached me.
“Quick shower, then we eat and go to bed. Calm your nerves down first.” I frowned but I decided that it was actually a good idea. He drew a bath while I waited, looking through my new room. It was truly amazing what he had done with the place.
He came back and immediately got naked like I wasn't just getting used to seeing him naked. I had such a shameless husband. His cock was very erect and hard as I eyed it dangling, before Kyle approached me and also got me naked.
We got into the tub and took a really nice shower. He washed my hair and took great care of me. When we finally got out, I was about to leave to go get dressed when he pulled and dragged me back to him.
I gasped as he grabbed my waist tightly, his hard cock stabbing me as he pressed his lips against mine immediately, his tongue down my throat, barely letting me breathe.
“Fuck. Fuck..” he kept chanting like he was going crazy. When we came up for air I pushed him away, pissed.
“I thought you said you didn't want sex when I asked, Kyle?”
His smirk turned sadistic.
“I lied. Just once, then we go out and eat.”
“What if I say no, will you force me?”
Fuck. I wanted him to touch me even though it was never the plan.
“I will if you want me to, wife. I know what you want. Just get over here, let me fuck that pussy.”
My eyes widened. It was just the both of us but I still felt shy and hot. He was incredibly crude.
He didn't need to drag me back to where he stood because my legs carried me to where he stood, so when he made me bend over and begin to fuck me, I knew it was all over. I knew I had no say in anything. I'll take anything he would give to me.
“Fuck, wife, fuck!” He groaned, I had both to put my weight on so I just hung there while he took me to the depths of never return, fucking my brains out. I could never get used to this, this new life of acceptance, having a husband that actually liked me.
It was unbelievable but now it was easy to set him apart from the man that kidnapped me. He had gone softer this time around, really soft and even though he was still mean, I never felt it. I just felt loved.
I buckled around him, my legs trembling and burning as I came undone with him, fucking me from behind. He held on to my waist for the past couple of minutes, forcing his dick down my pussy, and now I was completely short of breath, exhausted and just wanted to faint.
He cummed inside me and when he finished up, he carried me back to the tub and washed me, kissed me silly, and played with my breasts until I told him I was tired. He cleaned us up finally and took me straight to bed, naked. He tucked me under the sheets, slipped into a short and got into bed with me.
He pulled me into his arms and began to feed me. We ate together with the same spoon and I tell you, there's nothing more romantic than that.
After eating, he rang a bell I didn't even know he had and a maid came to pick up the dishes. I'm sure seeing us together was shocking and soon it will spread like wildfire around the house that we were now behaving like married couples. I'm sure they would also be wondering what changed. I didn't care, I was busy collecting my husband's cock.
After a while of hanging out and talking, I guess I eventually fell asleep in his arms. He made sure the food digested and that I was comfortable. Before I completely dozed off, I felt him kiss me on my forehead and finally tucked me under his sheets this time around. I slept soundly.