Chapter 6

JL

I was not expecting her to be so beautiful. Why she hid herself in those hideous clothes and big glasses. I have no idea. If I have known then, she wouldn't have needed to force me to marry her. The sexual attraction I am feeling right now is scaring me. Even the sense of ownership as if I don't want her to be away from me or out of my sight.

I don't want to mistake this for love because besides not knowing each other - I know, we hate each other's guts. We've thrown unpleasant words to one another, but it will stop now that she is my wife. A few minutes from now, our marriage will be consummated and it will depend on my swimmers how fast they are and if Gia is fertile right now - then the second condition will be fulfilled. Don't we need to have a child before we hear the last condition?

Her eyes were closed and her breathing is uneven. Her hand, which was on her chest earlier, is gripping my shoulder. I was kissing her at the back of her ear and her scent was intoxicating. All the women I've been with always wore perfume - but Gia? All she had was soap. My soap. It suited her and I am attracted to her.

Gia groaned when I kissed her lips. I teasingly bit her lower lip. Her hand willingly caressed my arm. Her nipples perked up against my chest and I eagerly twirled the little crown in my palm.

"Oh my -" she gasped for breath and her heartbeat accelerated when I slightly moved my hips. I am still wearing boxers but Gia is naked like the day she was born.

Needless to say, I was dry humping her and she was writhing in bed. She was in heat. I took one nipple in my mouth and sucked it. Gia's nails slightly dug into my shoulder. A few seconds later, she was pointing her other breast at me - wanting the same attention. I shifted between both of her breasts and when I had my fill, I kissed my way down to her stomach until I reached the center of her thighs.

If there was another thing that surprised me - it was the fact that she didn't have a single pubic hair. Gia had it waxed and I was going crazy when I saw how eager she was for me.

She was wet just from the dry humping alone and the few kisses I gave her on the lips and on her breast. I kissed each side of her thighs. My thumb felt her throbbing clit and I couldn't stop myself from having a taste. As I dove in, my plan to just have a taste made me want to have a little bit more. But that little bit more turned into wanting so much more and I can't remember how long I did it. I just felt her hand grasping my hair and her moans filled the room.

I remember her asking me to stop as she felt something was about to come out, but instead of doing what she wanted me to do, I added a finger while my mouth continued to devour her sensitive flesh.

"J... L-" she didn't just come - she squirted a little and I've never had that happen to me before. Gia's eyes were hazy when I got up to give her a kiss. I know she's ready for me.

I know it's her first time so I tried to warn her that it's going to hurt at first but it will get better. Her response to me was a kiss as she moved her hips and tried to rub herself on me. My sweet, innocent Gia is a tigress in bed.

She moaned softly and bit my shoulder when I finally penetrated her. I didn't move at first and gave her time to adjust to my size. Tears rolled down her cheeks, perhaps from the pain of our union. I tried to soothe her pain as much as I could, whispering sweet nothings and kissing her everywhere.

"Move, oh!" said Gia.

"You might not be-" Before I could finish, Gia moved her hips and I buried myself deeper in her. The pleasure she brought was almost maddening. Truth be told, I've never had a virgin before so I didn't know what it was like. And now? Not that I intend to have sex with another woman while I'm married to her - but God, I don't think I would want another woman after her tonight.

All I want is to possess her all night long. I just have to let her rest for a bit. I wanted to take her out for a proper honeymoon but I need to wait until this mess with Dad is over.

I moved slower to gauge if she can handle me. But she cupped my face and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

Gia whispered to me. "Faster... Ahh!"

I moved faster as she asked. In and out, and when I flipped her over - her eyes went wide.

"Are you-" I saw fear in her eyes. She thought it's going to the other but I actually don't like doing it.

I leaned over and lightly bit her shoulder. "Same hole, hon." I heard her make a sigh of relief.

It didn't take long for us to reach our climax. I let her go first and soon followed. Everything went inside her and I didn't use any protection. I don't think she's using birth control either. We are going to have a baby in no time.

Believe it or not, I am excited to have a child with her. Gia is a game changer for me.

***

The sun was already high when I woke up the next day. Gia was dead to the world. I was sure she would be sore from what we did last night - not to mention the thing between her legs. She would definitely struggle when she got up later.

I had been meaning to get up for coffee, but I was mesmerized by her. She was sleeping on her stomach, with her hair spread out. She said she felt cold last night, so I got up and grabbed a t-shirt from the closet. I dressed her and refused to touch her underwear. In this bed, we sleep naked. I already broke that rule when I dressed her. I was afraid she might catch pneumonia.

I found myself lifting my right hand to touch her face. I brushed her hair away from her face, and she stirred in her sleep. Her eyes were still closed, but I heard her moan. She looked so cute when she scrunched her nose, so I couldn't resist kissing the tip of her nose.

That's when she opened her eyes and for a minute there, Gia was disoriented. She furrowed her eyebrows and moved away from me.

"What are you doing in my room?" she snapped. I gulped as her blanket slipped slightly, revealing her chest. My shirt was too big for her, and I could clearly see her cleavage. Not to mention her nipples were perked up.

"You mean, our room," I corrected her. Technically, it's not part of the conjugal property since I purchased it before we got married. But whatever is mine, is Gia's too, so there.

She scanned the room and her eyes widened when she finally realized where she was. I didn't know that having sex multiple times on our wedding night could be disorienting.

"Stop staring!" she pulled the blanket up to cover her chest and face. It made me snort. Even if she covers herself, every curve of her body is etched into my memory. If I didn't know better, I'd think I was going crazy for her. I've never been like this with any woman.

"I saw it again— umph!" She covered my mouth, but she didn't realize that with what she did, the blanket fell slightly, and with a slight tilt of her head, I could see the peak of her breast. We shared the same thoughts, and before she could react, I pinned her down on the bed.

"Get off, Jose Luis."

One of my eyebrows raised. "What happened to JL? Or should I say... honey?"

She glared at me. "JL, yes. But I don't remember calling you—that. I wouldn't call you that."

"Really? But you don't remember a lot of things. Do you even remember that you're my wife since yesterday?"

"No need to remind me. Once we fulfill the second condition, we can hear the third one, and we can go on our separate ways," she said without emotions.

"You don't mean that."

"You didn't listen to me last night. I was trying to talk to you about it before we—"

"Say it."

She winced. "Anyway, we—"

"Say it." She was trying to change the topic. What's wrong with saying we had sex last night? How does one make a baby?

"Before we had sex!" she snapped at me. "Happy now?"

"Very," I said with a smirk. I started kissing her neck and shoulders.

"Stop. We have to talk first."

"Go on, I'm listening." What can I say, I'm a multi-tasker.

"I was just thinking we shouldn't do it anymore," she started.

"Which one?" She still smelled great even after waking up.

"Sex."

I chuckled softly. "Honey, how are we going to fulfill the second condition if we're not going to have sex?"

"The technology is modern now. We can try IVF. And don't worry about the cost, I will handle it."

I didn't know if I should be insulted by what she said or not. Here I am, trying to fulfill my duties as her husband, and she's thinking about IVF. What the fuck?

"Are you saying you didn't like what we did last night?" I asked with a furrowed brow. Maybe she didn't enjoy it, that's why she doesn't want to do it again.

"I—"

"Then I just have to do it again until you like it. And we're going to work on this memory of yours. Maybe you'll forget not only what we did last night, but also that you're my wife."

When I rubbed against her, she forgot about the IVF conversation. Sleeping naked has its perks, you should try it sometime. Moans and groans filled our room, along with the sounds of the bed creaking. By the time I finished with her, IVF wouldn't even cross her mind anymore.

She wanted to shower, and when I said we should shower together, she frowned at me and said she could manage to shower alone. The funny thing is, when she stood up, she almost stumbled on the floor. Her legs were like jelly and couldn't support her weight. Luckily, I caught her. I ended up picking her up and taking her to the bathroom. She reluctantly agreed to shower together. I wanted to claim her again, but I thought it best to let her rest. There's always tomorrow morning.

Once we were decent, I went to the kitchen to brew some coffee. She might want something strong, so I let her make her own coffee. I didn't bother putting on a shirt, just my boxers and jeans, while Gia wore my new-shirt and held the boxers that were way too big for her. I ordered her replacement clothes earlier, and they should be arriving any minute now. Oh, and some sexy lingerie too. We sat in silence, sipping our coffee, no one wanting to speak.

When we heard a knock on the door, I thought it was the clothes I ordered. I was surprised when I opened it and saw my visitor.

"What's up, asshole?" He pulled a suitcase with him.

It's my best friend, Rolf Larsen.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him, and even though I didn't let him in, he squeezed his way through the doorway.

"Good morning to you too, or should I say - good afternoon? You never told me that you had a huge problem. I was in Brazil and the internet was shitty there. If I didn't end up in a bar and watched TV, I wouldn't have known what happened to Tito Alfonso," he said directly to me.

I didn't tell him about it because I didn't want to burden him with it. Plus, there's my pride. I heard his gasp and knew why.

"Olá, linda." He meant, hello there, beautiful.

"She's my wife, you asshole. Don't look at her. She's mine," I snapped at him.

He nearly stumbled on his feet and couldn't believe it. "You got married?!"