His hands were everywhere, hot and heavy against her flushed skin. His lips pressed against her neck, his tongue tasting her as he trailed his kiss to anywhere he could reach, tormenting her as she pushed his underwear down his legs with her feet. They had removed their clothing, bared one another to the room, and he placed a deep kiss to her lips before his hips came to rest firmly between her legs. Lust-filled groans escaped them in unison at the feeling of his erection slipping inside of her, filling her tightly.

He had taken her to the doctor that morning for a checkup, and she had been cleared to resume her normal activity. She was thankful he mentioned making love to her husband, as she knew she would have been too shy to ask the question. She held Georg's hand in the car on the way home, and that was all it took to spark a flame. They parked the car and rushed into the house, tossing the bedroom door closed as they crashed into one another.

"Oh, Georg, don't stop." She nearly panted as he swirled his hips against hers, thrusting deeply, slowly. He leaned to press a kiss to her lips, his tongue sliding into her mouth to find hers, dancing together for a moment before his kiss moved across her skin.

"There's no way I could." His words were breathless against her cheek as he focused on the pleasure building at their connection. It felt as if it had been so long, nearly two weeks having passed since they last made love, and their bodies ached for one another. His teeth bit into her shoulder, gently but enough to leave teeth marks. He wanted to mark her as his own, leave her with something to find when she looked in the mirror afterward.

She turned them over, her hips moving over his in a gentle yet firm pace. He grasped her thighs, thrusting upward and rocking into her, adding his own friction that nearly made her come in that moment. He slid a hand up her thigh, over her stomach, finally cupping one of her soft breasts in his palm. He ran his thumb over her erect nipple, applying just a bit of pressure, and she felt a jolt between her legs at the feeling. She could never get over the fact that he always seemed to know even the smallest touches that would drive her wild.

The heat in her pelvis began to erupt, so quickly and so deeply. She had needed him for weeks, needed the comfort and pleasure provided by his body. The intimacy they found together made her feel secure, safe in his arms, and well taken care of. It had been that way from their first time together, sensual and deep. It was no wonder they had continued an affair for as long as they did, she thought.

A breathy moan got caught in her throat as she laid her head back, her eyes closing in pure bliss as her orgasm began to ripple through her body. She ground her pelvis against him as his fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements as she felt herself go weak, pleasure spreading throughout every inch of her body. She doubled over, her hands gripping his chest as it became difficult to move, and he hurriedly rolled them over to help her ride out her pleasure in full, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

He continued moving, thrusting deeply and sensually into her as she moved her hips with him, taking him in fully. He placed a weak kiss against her lips, and she took his bottom lip between her teeth as he pulled away, eliciting a groan from him. He sighed, beginning to shiver, and suddenly she felt his hands push her legs from around his waist. He pulled out of her body and spilled across her stomach, causing her to gasp in surprise as he finished across her skin. In all the times they had been together, not once had he been afraid to come inside of her, even when he most definitely should have been. She had never asked for anything different from him either, and she was extremely taken aback, and perhaps a bit offended, if she thought about it.

"Georg?" She waited until his orgasm had stopped sending pulses through his body, until he had taken a deep breath and collapsed next to her. She looked to her stomach, feeling a bit unclean.

"I'm sorry." He didn't continue, and she shook her head a bit before standing to go to the bathroom, quickly cupping his seed in her hands so she didn't make a mess as it slid down her flat stomach.

She began cleaning herself, cringing a bit as her skin felt sticky. Had he not surprised her, she wasn't sure she would have minded too much, but she had been caught off guard. She had never minded the piece of him he left with her after they made love, but she had honestly never held it in her hands before. She felt messy and a bit ashamed, for some reason. She shook her head and washed her hands before returning to the bedroom to join him, finding that he was exactly where she left him. She smiled to him and climbed back into bed, cuddling up to him as his warm arms wrapped around her. She kissed his chest, hugging him tightly.

"You made quite the mess of me."

"I'm sorry. I should have said something first."

"You've never done that before."

"Have I upset you?" He seemed genuinely concerned, perhaps embarrassed, she wasn't sure.

"No, you just surprised me." She leaned up and placed a kiss against his lips, meeting his eyes. "So why?"

"I don't know. I became nervous, I suppose."

"Nervous about making love to me?"

"Of course not. I...I'm nervous you'll become pregnant again." His words were soft, and she felt a sadness wash over her. The doctor told them not to necessarily try for a baby for a moment, which she knew they wouldn't have anyway, but that it would be no reason to worry if she became pregnant again. She wondered if he truly did not want a child with her, even though he seemed quite excited before.

"Oh, I see." She frowned, biting her lip for a moment before removing herself from his embrace to stand from the bed, gathering her clothes and beginning to redress.

"No, darling, I don't think you do. I didn't mean for it to sound like that." He stood quickly, rushing to take her hands in his, stopping her from dressing and leaving her only clad in her bra and panties. "Maria, I'm so afraid for you to go through something like that again. You are so strong, but I don't know if I can see that happen to you again."

"Well, hopefully, it wouldn't." She wasn't sure what to say. She had never heard him admit to being fearful of anything in his life, so it was obvious he was speaking from the heart.

"But we hadn't discussed it yet. I didn't want to risk anything if you were afraid too." She sighed, looking to the ground.

"Georg, we've still never really talked about whether we want more children. Is that something you want?"

"Is it something you want?" She frowned, still as unsure as she was the first time she asked herself that question.

"I don't know. I didn't think I did, until it happened. Then I wanted it so badly." She bit her lip, wondering when she would stop feeling so emotional all the time. "I think I'll be happy either way. Why don't we leave it up to God? It's His will, anyway."

"I think that's a wonderful plan. I would be happy either way myself. Though I'm afraid it's inevitable; I'm incredibly fertile." She laughed, obviously guessing as much with the seven children in their home. He pulled her into a hug, running his warm hands over her back.

In that moment she felt that they were finally on track. They were starting the rest of their lives together, and she felt incredibly blessed to be his wife.

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