Amor Después Del Matrimonio Novels & Stories

The next morning, Nandini opens her eyes, she look around Manik is not here then she heard door click voice and Manik come out only in a towel. She looks at him, he has a perfect physique any girl gets flat seeing him, she blushes remembering last night. Manik look at her red face, he shook his head and walk to her and said: "Nandini, we are married for three years and still you are behaving like a newlywed wife ", she hit him on the shoulder playfully. Then he leaned toward her and captured her lips and start kissing her aggressively. After breaking the kiss, he said in his husky voice: "Good morning wife ", Nandini smile. After that, she goes to the washroom.

Why had he done that? She thought, of course, it was because of his need for a wife. For his name? Or what?. But she knew she wished for more, long for another reason, as she shook her head. Amaya sat down on the cloud-soft mattress and sighed. Why was she fussing over the fact that he wasn’t in love with her? People had sex without being in love all the time. It wasn’t a prerequisite these days, even for marriage. Lots of people enjoyed a workable marriage, with companionship and mutual respect holding them together. Romantic love didn’t always last, anyway. The limerence period in a new relationship at best lasted two years. After that, the relationship settled into the bonding phase. If i

Inside their luxurious room, Andrew looked at Amelia with affection, and with a touch of playfulness, he used the same words he had spoken to her the first time they got married. "Have we consumed our marriage?" he asked, making Amelia laugh. With a loving smile, Andrew said, "Come here," and gently pulled her towards the bed. He gently took off her clothes as he trailed his hands all over her body. He grabbed her firm boobs and suckled it. He whispered in her ears, "I love you, Amelia Reynolds." She playfully replied, "It sounds complete now." After a full month of blissful honeymoon in Miami, Andrew and Amelia returned home, feeling rejuvenated and closer than ever.

A discharge after a discharge happens to me because of what he is doing. I don't know how he's doing it but I like it. Now I know what it feels like to be loved physically by my husband. Gosh, look how gorgeous he is too. Look at those veins through his arms. That's so sexy. With that, the room filled with moans, and screams because of how strong his thrust was, the screeching of bed, and the sound of making love. I barely could keep up with him. He is full of stamina.

"It's interesting that both of you can still be in the same room together. Did you rekindle your marriage?" Aden asked casually, however, he didn't expect them to answer at the same time. "As if I would marry him again!" "No." The former was furious and was eager to have nothing to do with him. But later was indifferent and looked like he was watching a show. "Tsk. That's true. You already have a fiancee. How could you get married again?" Aden throw these words and looked at him mockingly. Just as he was about to leave, there was a sound of thunder in the clear sky. With the ear-piercing sound of thunder, the entire sky suddenly darkened.

He just wants me to be beautiful, present, perfect. Amenda looked down in turn, pensive. Then, slowly, she whispered: - You know ... My marriage with Santino was not done for love either. It was an arrangement. An alliance between families. I learned to accept it ... but I also suffered. I frowned, surprised. She looked at me and added a melancholy smile on his lips: - I was married in Santino for almost a year. Before Luca. A thrill traveled to my spine. - What… ? I didn't know ...

They discover each other’s body every time they come together. Rain also didn’t mind the two nights without intimacy because he knows the longer they wait, the more fulfilled they both are after. He found out how game Ami was the last six months they were married. His sexual proclivities weren’t deprived with Ami unlike when he was still a bachelor and playing with fire. He had to choose particular women and there was always a hesitation but with Ami he can be all out. She is indeed his best friend, his wife and his lover. When she did not conceive, surprisingly, he wasn’t concerned because it means they can experiment some more and they can enjoy each other some more. It was fun spoiling hi

Axelina smiled slightly while still staring at her husband's handsome face. "I really really love you, honey," said Axelina to Amar. Axelina kissed Amar's lips. Amar, who felt that his sleep was disturbed by his wife's kiss, pretended to be asleep. He wanted to hear what his wife had to say. "My happiness is with you, honey. You are my life and my passion to live my days. Thank you for giving me so much love. The love that increases every day for me. Being your partner is happiness for me. Thank you, darling, for being a good husband and best father to me and our son. In the second life, I pray to God to become your soul mate again. To be your wife and soulmate,” said Axelina to Amar. Amar,

"Well I would say I have mastered this art of observing people and you Mar,well I can read you like the back of my hand" He chuckled to look up at me. "That good huh? Well what can I say,you are right this time" I raised my eyebrow at him, encouraging him to continue and that's when he accepted it. "Not like Am,I love her...have loved her all my life,but she doesn't love me. I did a mistake once and after that...she was never the same. She hates me Amara and now she is getting married to Vincenzo" There was silence for few seconds,before he nearly slammed his fist on the table and screamed in irritation.

The fire he ignited in her took so long to be subdued and it’s not easy to be satiated after starving for five years. They rocked the bed for hours, pouring out their feelings, unleashing their desires, claiming each other again and again. They never had so much sex in their life before, not even in their three years of married life. The sex after reunion is special and long and exhausting but still they can’t get enough of each other. By the time everything is over, they are both wasted from extreme strenuous exercise and laid on the bed, gasping for air with sweat dripping bodies. “Why did you name our son Mattia?”