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Chapter 3
It was later that same morning that Ella awoke to find something warm and hard pressing into her lower hipbone as she laid next to Eric with one leg thrown over his and an arm across his chest. She could feel his body warmth enveloping her along with his heady male scent, making her body yearn with a burning disire to have him finally take her fully physically as his wife, not just in name alone.
She carefully extracted herself from him reluctantly, but by the time on the clock on the wall, it was close to almost nine-thirty-five in the morning and she needed to get take a shower and get breakfast on the table soon before he woke up for work. Ella quickly gathered her clothes for the day from their bedroom and hurried into the bathroom, closing the door, but not locking it. Once she had the shower on, she stripped out of her makeshift nightgown, noting that perhaps she needed to ask her husband for some spending money for clothes and nightwear since she couldn't always be sleeping forever in his best shirts from now on.
"Ella?" Eric suddenly called from outside the door with a firm knock. "I need to use the bathroom."
"Oh, hold on a sec." She called back as she hurried to jump into the shower and shut the sliding glass door behind her. The bathroom door opened, Eric, still seemly sleepy and tired from his unexpected duty-call in the middle of the night, slowly ambled in and stood before the toilet. She averted her gaze from starting at his flaccid penis as the sound of his stream took over the sound of the shower. He was rather impressive in his girth for someone who wasn't hard. She swallowed thickly, forcing her mind to think of something else as she ran soap over her body.
If only he didn't have work today, perhaps they would be able to have the whole day to better get to know each other since it had been so long since they had seen each other last. Ella mentally told herself that it was going to be soon, but not now. Not when he had other obligations in his duty as a Silver Guardian soldier and as a power ranger. There was just too much at stake right now and they needed to focus on just learning to live together as newlyweds. Of course it still didn't mean that she didn't want him to touch her. She would have very much in fact encourage him to touch her and take away the pain of what her step-father tried to do to her so many times to her whenever her mother wasn't around to witness it.
Eric was just as frustrated as she was at the current moment as he stood for the first time, in the bathroom with her stark naked in the shower before his very eyes and him, with his hardening penis hanging out like some young adolescent boy in the first bloom of puberty. He silent curse himself as he quickly finished his business and flushed the toilet, after warning her of course, and stuffed it back inside his boxers, the hard on apparently tenting his pants as he went over to the sink to wash his hands.
He took his time doing to, sparing side glanced out of the corner of his eye at her naked body through the steamy glass as she rubbed soap all over her body. If only he could just summon the courage to take off his clothes and jump inside with her and take her as his wife fully. Even though he was well known among his comrades as a tough guy with a tough demeanor, when it came to women and their problems, he prefer running away as far as he could from them before they tried to do something to him in the process.
But off all the running away, he could't run away from his current problem: wanting to make love to his new wife and long childhood friend until she was screaming his name over and over again.
"I'm taking the day off today from work." He said as calmly as his voice would allow. "It seems that you are in need of some clothes and other necessities, so yeah." He roughly cleared his throat as he started doing his normal routine of brushing his teeth and shaving.
"That sounds nice." Was her only reply as he kept his eyes glued to the steamy mirror before him.
Eric nicked his face with his razer blade but he didn't make any sounds except a slight male grunt as he rinsed his face with cold water. Of all the things that he was right now doing, shaving with a steamed up mirror as she continued on with her shower. He toweled his face and looked directly at the shower glass. Ella had her back to him, but he could still see the soft swell of her tight butt and graceful curve of her spine as she lifted her arms behind her and started rinsing off the shampoo that he could smell out of her long hair.
"Shit." He cursed under his breath as his hard on harden even more so with tight need. "Turn around." He added with a whisper. "I want to see the front of you as well."
Ella, unbeknownst to him, had heard what he had just said and casually turned around so that her front part of her body could be seen. Eric could barely suppress a moan as he saw her reach between her legs with the soap bar and started to glide it between her thighs before her other hand followed as well. This was getting too much for him.
"I'll be in the kitchen, love." He quickly said in a hoarse voice before he hastily left the room. Once out in the cool hallway, he let out a held breath that made his head spin. His own hand went down into his pants and he squeeze his harden penis, closing his eyes as he envisioned what he had just seen of Ella and her silky body begging for his skillful touch and body. Cursing still, he pulled his hand out and stalked to the bedroom, slamming the door behind him as he pulled down his pants and sat at the edge of the bed, pumping himself with firm strokes as his beautiful new wife continued on with her shower.
Ella turned off the water as soon as she heard a door slam. Heart pounding, she quickly slid open the shower door and grabbed one of the towels hanging on the wall to dry herself off. What did she do wrong this time? Did he leave for work in anger towards her openness of showing off her body to him?
Not wanting to dwell too much on the thoughts, lest she should end up being depressed for the rest of the day, she finished drying off her body and hair, brushing her teeth and picking up her nightgown from the floor. Upon opening the bathroom door, that's when she heard a low groan from the direction of the doorway that was of their bedroom. She also heard low cursing as the grunt began to get a little more heavy as she made her way over towards the door and peeked inside the keyhole. What she saw made her whole body burst into flame and her head spin wildly out of control as she gazed upon her husband masturbating. Her body started to react as she continued to secretly watch his handsome face contort with a seemly painful yet, pleasurable expression as he worked himself with firm strokes.
Her face red at realizing what she was absently doing, kept watching him while her hand slipped inside underneath her panties and started pumping herself as she listened to his rough moans.
"Fuck, how much I want to fuck you senseless, Ella." She heard him say as his pumping became almost frenzy like. She could tell from the way his shoulders tensed and his hips started to lift upwards slightly that he was very close to cumming soon. Her breath was fast as she rubbed herself, paying attention to her engorged clit as she bit back a sharp moan of pleasure and desire to have him take her right there and then.
Eric let out a sharp groan and his seed started spurting out all over his hands and belly. She swallowed as she felt herself almost gush all over her own self and quickly got up and went back into the bathroom before he caught her spying on his private moment. She swore she heard him say her name as she quietly shut the door behind her before washing her trembling hands.
Looking up in the mirror at her flushed face, she could only conclude silently within her mind that it was apparent Eric wanted her really bad but didn't know how to properly show it to her without getting her scared or perhaps making things awkward for them both since it had been only less then forty-eight hours since they were married as husband and wife.
Ella quickly washed her hands and dried them before stepping back out. The bedroom door was still firmly closed, but she could hear him moving about the room. Her lips slightly curved up in a small smile as she made her way into the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. She was willing to have him take her, but they still needed more time to become re-antiquated with each other before they took it to the final level of being married. So, it wouldn't be all the bad if perhaps a little spying on him from time to time as he masturbated secretly to her, wouldn't really be all that bad in the first place.
For the time being.
