Chapter 78

"Oh no! Aiden what happened to you, are you hurt?" I am immediately by his side as he got in. I was still by the living room when he staggered in. he was clearly drunk, his breath smelt like the strong spirit he was taking.

This felt odd for me, I have never seen Aiden drunk a day in the last tree or so months I have been with him. What drove him to this point? Was it that phone call he received?

I look back at him murmuring something about it not being his blood. In his drunken state, he could still read my mind. I was yet to ask that question. But him being drunk still meant he was drunk, maybe if I asked tomorrow about the phone call. Today he had to rest, he must be going through a lot.

I assisted him to the bedroom which was a funny mess because he had fallen asleep on my shoulder more than once. He was staggering and all over the place but we still made I to bed.

This was a different story, he was on the bed lying on top of the covers in his dirty clothes. Leaving him in his clothes was not an option. Jeans looked unpleasant to sleep in so I had to get those off. Waking him u was no use if those few times he fell asleep on my shoulder was any indicator.

With a lot of twisting and turning I managed to get his clothes off now o get him under the covers. As I was pulling the covers from under him then over him he turns over and wraps me in his arms as he pulls me to the bed and under the sheets with him.

My back is to his chest and his arms are around my waist that I am slightly not lying on the bed. He whispers to me softly, "Stay" is all he says. I nod my head like it was a question. The next thing I know he is removing my clothes that we are all nude under the covers.

Oh how I missed my husband's naked body on my naked one. But nothing happened, he just snuggled with me till his breathing evened out. I was ok with this, just as long as I knew that he was ok and not on a certain bar's floor waiting to be found in the morning, or worse, he wasn't killed in the fight he clearly was involved in.

I close my eyes as I let my thoughts carry me to unknown lands and sights waiting to be explored.

I wake up with something stiff at my bottom, it takes me a minute to realize that I'm not crumpled up on a sofa in a strange position that would probably leave my back aching for the rest of the day. I was in fact in the arms of Aiden, who had a death grip on me as if he was afraid I was going to run away from him.

My attentions were not on how he was holding me, in fact, my attentions were on the huge rod that was pocking me at my back. It made me feel excited to know that I even excited him in his sleep.

It has been a while since I and Aiden indulged in each other, a record of four days but that was a lot if you knew Aiden at all. And me, I shouldn't lie and say that my husband's appetites overwhelm me, in fact I have so much fun trying to match up with him.

And now that he had arisen the sex goddess he himself and invoked, he had to lay her to sleep.

Since I couldn't reach over his arms I reached in between my thighs, all the way behind so that I could touch him. It was no use, all I could touch was his balls. His penis was all the on my lower back where it was comfortably resting. Either way I couldn't touch him.

So I thought to get him in between my butt cheeks so that I could rub him better. In all my awkwardness I wiggle a little to put his manhood in a better position, to no avail. But I kept trying and trying until the arms around my middle loosened up and went to my waist stopping all movement.

"Bella, what is it?" he says in a sleepy voice. Great, I think, he's up, maybe this was going to work. I really missed him, being in his arms all night did not help. I was so horny, functioning at this point seemed like a wonder.

Enthusiastically I turn so that I can look him in the eye while I touch him. I always liked it when I looked at him while I pleasure him, see the effect I have on this bulk of a man. I liked thinking that no one else was going to make him feel the way I make him do. This fact made me sleep at night.

Looking at him with a coy smile I reach in between us to stroke him. As my fingers make contact with his skin, he pulls my fingers away from him and cradles my hands in his palms and kisses them.

He looks me in the eye, like he was trying to get the answers to his unasked question directed at me. What was the meaning of this, was he stalling, was something wrong? All unanswered.

"I have something I need to tell you" he says nervously, that's when I really look into his eyes. He looks confused and stuck. Not to worry, I am also confused and stuck.

"Its okay Aiden, you can tell me" I reassure him wrapping my arms around his neck. Might as well get crazy and bite his neck, I liked the way his skin stretched here, it was soft and gullible.