The phone call

Soon the pain turned into pleasure. She moaned repeatedly with his every thrust.

He sighed in relief and contempt and flipped her on top of him, still inside her" am sour" she complained. Her lips swallowed and lots of red marks on her neck and breast. " you are too tight for a mother" he roll her over and took her lips. " I didn't give birth naturally" she averted her gaze from his. It's a sensitive topic to talk about, most especially with him. She doesn't want to see him blaming himself for whatever transpired with her. It is okay to bury the past in the past. she sniffed relaxing her head on his chest " hey" he grabbed her chin " am sorry I wasn't there for you" they laid side by side in each other's arms" it's all the past" she shrugged with her head on his chest.

He has missed the most important part of her life even if not as her husband, as the father of her daughter.

He kissed her forehead " rest for now" he covered them with the blanket and tagged her beside him as she shut