A Steamy Morning

Diana woke up with a start. She felt like she had a long long dream but she could not remember what it was about. It felt like it was something important, but it left her mind when she stirred in her sleep.

Her body felt like lead. Her muscles were aching and her whole body was screaming in exhaustion. She wondered what she did yesterday to make her feel so weary even after sleep.

Birds were chirping happily outside and her body clock told her the sun was probably up.

Diana stretched to wake her body and it ached even more. She paused when she felt something warm against her back.

She realized she was naked in bed. Judging by the feel of what was against her, it was another naked body.

It must be her husband. She smiled. Now she knew why her body was exhausted. Her husband must have had his fun last night.

His warmth enveloped her body as she felt him wrap his arms around her waist and bury his face at the crook of her neck. It was pleasant and comforting.

He could behave for only a few seconds. The next instant, he started kissing at her nape and Diana purred in pleasure.

However, if her husband wanted morning sex, she knew she was too tired to indulge him. She wanted more sleep.

With how her body was feeling, they must have done it a lot last night. She always wondered why her husband was still so energetic in the morning even after doing her so much during the night.

"You were mind-blowing last night. That was the first time you were so proactive. I loved it," he softly said against her ear and kissed her cheek.

Diana wondered what he was talking about. She was often proactive since she knew he enjoyed it better when she did. She had to wonder just how proactive she was last night that he was praising her like that.

"Just recalling it made me like this," he said and she felt him rub something hot and hard against her buttocks. Heat pooled between her thighs, knowing what it was.

Her husband kissed at her nape again and this time he sucked at her skin. A moan escaped her lips and she felt her husband's body temperature rise, scorching her in an irresistible way and rekindling her desire.

One hand lavished her ample bosom and slowly, sensually, traveled down between her thighs. She purred when he gently cupped her repeatedly. He dipped a finger between her folds and she felt his member harden even more upon discovering that she was wet.

"I am delighted that you are already prepared to for me," he said and gave a peck at her shoulder. Diana could only moan as his digit teased her wetness while he rubbed his hard member against her bottom.

Her mind was still hazy and she was probably half asleep but she could not resist the pleasures he was giving her. She shivered as she felt his hot breath against her skin. He was getting more and more aroused and so was she.

Her husband trailed kisses to her lobe while one hand alternately lavished her breasts. She gulped as his fingers deliciously played with her bead. He slid his fingers down to her opening and teased her there before putting a digit inside.

"You are so tight and wet. Your insides are even twitching. Can I put it in?" he asked in a seductive whisper, his warm breath on her ear.

Diana wanted to complain at how he was lewdly describing her body's responses to his touch. He did not have to say it out loud since they both already knew. But then he put another finger in and thrust it.

"You are so soft and warm," he lightly bit at her lobe. Diana moaned and she heard her husband's breathe hitch at the lewd and arousing sound their contact was making.

"Diana, I want to be inside you again," he pleaded softly but she could feel the urgency in his voice.

"Mmm . . . okay," Diana could not help but agree. Her mind was still foggy and she was so sleepy but she could not resist him despite her exhaustion when she herself wanted him.

He pulled out his fingers and slowly pushed in his member in exchange. Diana moaned as he fully filled her insides. His member was hot and hard, and larger than she was used to. He was stretching her insides much more than usual.

"So tight," he kissed at her nape and hugged her tighter. He tilted her face towards him and kissed her tenderly. He did not move at all, but just having him buried deep inside her was more than enough. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter around him. Merely breathing itself suddenly became so sensual.

As if trying to feel her insides more, her husband stayed still for a while and just rained her with kisses.

When he finally decided to move, Diana was sopping wet and they were both dying for more. She was still lying sideways as he wrapped an arm around her and gripped at one breast as he spooned her from behind. He made love to her tenderly as if knowing how exhausted her body was.

They both moaned in pleasure as he pumped inside her lazily at first; as if to drive them both to the edge before finally increasing his pace. Their bodies scorched each other in delicious warmth.

"Ahhh~" Diana moaned when her husband teased her bead as he thrust inside her. She realized that he was close to his peak and he wanted them to reach it together. His movements became rougher and faster and their cries of ecstasy filled the room.

They came together and she felt the warmth of his seeds fill her deep inside. It felt like he was trying to impregnate her. She sighed in contentment in his arms and he kissed her lovingly. She wanted to have a child with him. They had both been waiting for one.

They kissed one last time before Diana fell asleep once again.

* * *

When she woke up, the curtains were drawn and she could see that it was already noon.

"Good morning," she heard a man's voice say. She turned and saw a beautiful man lying beside her. He had silky, long, white hair and sky blue eyes.

He was facing her and she could see his naked upper body. It had a lot of love bites and kiss marks. He had a well-toned body like that of a gymnast. He was beaming at her brightly but Diana froze in horror.

'Why is there a naked man in my bed? Where is my husband?!'

Diana gawked at the stranger beside her. She could remember making love with her husband in the morning but she had no recollection of this stranger at all. She realized that she was still naked in bed. She gripped at the sheets and made sure she was fully covered.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" she glared at the intruder. She wanted to sit up but that would mean exposing her back to the stranger.

"Diana? What do you mean?" the man in front of her looked at her innocently as if not understanding what she meant.

"Are you angry that I did you a lot last night and still coveted you in the morning?" he asked with a puzzled expression.

Diana's knuckles turned white at how tight she gripped the sheets upon hearing those words.

'What did he mean by doing me last night and in the morning? I was with my husband, wasn't I?!'

"What are you talking about? I did it with my husband. Where is he? Why are you in my bed instead? Get out of my bed," she barked at the stranger. She sat up when the stranger did. She made sure she was covered by the sheets.

"I am your husband," the stranger replied, looking more confused.

Diana wanted to say that she was the one who was confused by all this so the stranger had no right to look puzzled. But she held it back, at the thought that the stranger might hurt her if she offended him. With all his toned muscles, he could surely strangle her to death.

"Kristoph. Kristoph, where are you? Are you pranking me? Even for a prank, this is too much. I won't forgive you for this," Diana called out. Her husband might be hiding somewhere. He must be pranking her but this was too much.

'How could he let another man lie down on the same bed as me when I am naked and defenseless? This is unforgivable.'

"Kristoph, hubby? Where are -" her words were cut off by the stranger who suddenly loomed on top of her and kissed her. He had pushed her down the bed.

"Stop saying that bastard's name," the stranger said. He suddenly had a dark look on his face like he was ready to kill someone.

Diana suddenly felt a cold chill run down her spine. She could tell from the eyes of the stranger that he had killed people before.

"Where is my husband? What did you do to my husband? Don't you dare hurt Kristoph," she pushed off the stranger and sat up.

"Diana, even if you are angry at me, please do not act like this. Please stop mentioning your former husband," the stranger said with tightly balled fists. He took in a deep breath as if trying to calm himself.