Chapter 37: Devoured by his desire

**Lawrence's POV**

I can’t believe it. I’ve already made out with her and seduced her in every way a man does when they’re interested in you but being one with Justine... damn!

I can’t pull my sanity back. Her inside was tight and it feels so good. Every thrust that I make is making me crazy. I always finish and stop in a single round but I can’t do that tonight or in the days ahead.

"Law… Lawrence… I think you’re still drunk," she mutters.

I held his hair and smelled it. I pushed her into bed and showed her that we’re not done yet. "I may have withdrawn but mine still remembers how tight you are. Finishing in one round was too sad. I won’t apologize but I’ll do it until I give up on myself," I stated. I crawled on her and moved my face closer.

"Don’t you dare act lovey-dovey with Nathan, honey. A gentle reminder… I’ll punish you if you make me jealous again. No matter where we are, so promise me... eyes on me only, okay?" I whispered. Justine looks confused because of what I said. I spread her legs again by moving my knees upward.

Before I insert myself, I brush my manhood on her entrance.

"Promise me or I’ll never move," I whisper. She’s breathing heavily.

"Move, please… Your manhood was pulsating too much inside of me. You’ll make me addicted to all the pleasure you show me. Lawren… please…" she begs between her breaths.

I smirk. Her erotic face is arousing my desire more. I lick her lips before my tongue fights with hers once again. I slowly moved and hit her womb deeply.

I want to leave the shape of my manhood inside of her. I’ll leave my scent inside and outside of her body. My slow movements will make her cough more. I move down to her neck and smell her as if she’s a scented flower.

She’s slippery and warm at the same time. My wife’s insides were throbbing and its walls were wrapping my manhood as if it wanted to cling to it forever. I move down to the boobs and massage them. It’s like a mushy ball that you can shape by gently massaging it.

"Uhnn!" she moans loudly. Her body arches and she cums as soon as I tease her clit. She looks so damn pretty. I can’t get enough of her! I flipped her body and she faced the pillow. We both kneel. I lean my body against her back and keep mushing her boobs.

"Get ready, Justine… I’ll fill your womb once again. I’ll rock you until daybreaks!" I roared.

I move roughly and fast. All I heard was her moan, and I enjoyed the sensation of thrusting inside her. I feel like I’m being tickled yet shivers are crawling over me. I sniff her nape and leave a hickey on it.

"Ahh! Ahhh! Lawren… Lawren!" she calls. It’s like a song in my ears and I’m enjoying her moans. I know I’m reaching my limit. I held her chin and forced her to look at me. That daze look in her eyes. I kiss her and shoot all of my semen inside her. We both came together. I filled her womb with my seeds.

She slowly laid her body on the bed. I nestled mine on her. I bite her ear. She covered her lips but I heard her moan.

"Five minute break and we’ll continue," I whispered sexily.

…

I stop drying my hair and sit next to her. She’s still sleeping. I move my face lower and caress her brows, lashes, and nose bridge using the back of my middle finger. "What are you doing?" she asks.

Her voice was hoarse, as if she were inviting me again. I smirked and claimed her lips as an answer. She distances herself right away. Justine pulls the quilt to cover her lips.

I laugh. I look at her intently and flirt with her. "Is it wrong if I want a wake-up intimacy?" I stated.

She moves down and hides herself under the blanket. I continue teasing her. I take off the quilt and throw it on the floor. She screams and takes a fetal position to hide her nakedness. I crawled closer and grabbed some strands of her hair again.

I smell them and kiss them. She was surprised. "Don’t tell me you remember what happened last night? That vividly?!" she asks.

I laugh and a smile forms on my lips. I took that chance. I pulled her up and made her sit. I pulled her closer and she automatically sat on my lap. I look at my wife’s lips, then meet her gaze. Yes, I’m currently flirting with my innocent but beautiful wife. I caress her lips.

"You really think I was driven by alcohol last night? Oh please! Any men will sober up when their wives invite them into their beds," I whispered huskily. She gulps. I claimed her lips.

In the end, two rounds of wake-up intimacy had delayed us from having brunch as early as possible. My wife was already taking a bath while I was fixing my hair and checking if I looked great in my casual clothes.

I want to take her out for a brush and some simple walks in parks. I was staring in the mirror but I couldn’t hide my true feelings. I can’t help but smirk dominantly.

"Finally… that sunflower with thorns is mine," I whispered.

My expression changed when the door opens. She’s only wearing a towel around her. She’s brushing her hair with a towel. I tap the desk in front of this mirror. Justine was hesitant but did as I said.

She stood in front of me. I held her waist and lifted her up. I made her sit on the desk. I grab the blower and pinch the on button. She’s looking at me as I hold her hair and dry it. My wife’s silence is making me worry.

"Just curse me if you want. Silent treatment is not an option for me, Justine. Just yell at me. Get mad at me. You have the right to do so," I mumbled, meeting her gaze. I want her to know that I was sincere in what I said. She bites her lower lip.

"I'm still surprised and in process of what happened last night. I never thought we'd do that. I mean, yes, we agreed but—uhn…"

I sealed her lips with a warm and gentle kiss. I smiled and caressed her lower lip. "Why wouldn’t I cross the border line? You didn’t know me yet, Justine. I’ll make sure you’ll only look at me and not that green flag ex of yours."

She gasps. "How can I look to anyone else? I’m already married to you, Lawrence." She smiled softly.

"Kiss me again…" my wife mutters. She looked so cute when she begged me like that. Her puppy eyes were seducing me completely.

I smirk. I’m glad she fell under my spell. Justine Martinez will no longer be out of my cage. I will make sure that we're devoured by this desire together! As soon as we parted, I continued drying her hair while she nestled her face on my neck. Justine’s warmth had never changed, even for a little bit.

I continued drying her hair and after that, we went out. My suggestion is that we just wait for lunch and walk in the park for an hour. She held my hand and pointed to a certain area.

"Can you buy me a corn dog?" she says. I bite my lower lip and control my laughter. She’s like a kid asking her father for food.

"You’re like a kid asking her dad to buy her something. It’s cute," I stated. Her cheeks redden. She smirked after. "Nope. I’m not a kid asking her dad. I’m a wife who wants to be spoiled by her husband," she says.

I was stunned because of what she said. Her statement makes my heart skip. Damn! She drags me to that food truck. "It looks like you're having fun, Justine," a man says. I turn around and look on that person.