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“Why are you so worked up over sex, Samantha? Why?” Dazed by the unexpected question, I struggled to find my voice. “Mum, it's the 5th day since our wedding and yet my husband hasn't made love to me. In fact the last time I set my eyes on him was on our wedding night where he spoke to me in an unclear manner.” “Samantha…Samantha….” She repeated my name over and over, but I remained silent. “I know you can hear me anyway…. I urge you to be calm and give your husband time, okay?”

Ignoring the broken expression on her features, I brushed past her to change my clothes. "Why won't you touch me, Keagan?! I'm your wife! I have the right to demand sex whenever I want! Don't you think you're being unfair?" Her voice cracked, and she broke into tears, but I remained unmoved. Instead, I felt irritation crawling over my skin.

I wanted her to understand, to know why I felt frustrated. “I know.” She smiled at me as she got to her feet and walked over to me. Placing a hand on my right shoulder, she squeezed it gently. “They might have kept their distance from you because they wanted to make certain you are okay.” “What if that's not the case? What if they haven't been intimate with me because they didn't want to? Don't get me wrong, they always told me how much they loved me; however, they haven't even shown any signs of arousal each time they bathed me.”

I said as if anyone could come into the kitchen like last time. " No, I said, I love you just like your precious Mohak, but you didn't say it back or hugged or kissed me. I should get better treatment than him, after all, I am your husband. At least do give me a proper hug or kiss. " He took the bowl which I was holding and placed it on the kitchen counter. Oh God, this man needed more attention than Mohak. " Why should I say it, if I don't feel so?? " I said to tease him.

"You say that, but I see the hunger in your eyes. Tell me the truth. Do you still want me the way you used to?" My cheeks burned. How can he ask me that when he knows the answer hurts both of us? "Of course I do. You're my husband." "But I can't give you what you need," he said flatly. "No touch. No real intimacy. Ten years of nothing. Be honest with me, Clara. Does it drive you crazy?" I stood up and walked to the window. Rain tapped softly against the glass. Yes. It drives me insane some nights. "Sometimes it does. But I push those feelings down. I focus on taking care of you. That's what matters."

"You're my husband. You haven't touched me in so long. I'm starving for you, Connor. Please." He opened his mouth and his brow furrowed deeply. "I'm not—" I cut him off, assuming the worst. He was going to give me that same old excuse. That he was not in the mood. "I get it, you're not in the mood. You haven't been for the last eight months. But I want it so bad. Just fuck me this once, and you can go back to ignoring me. I don't care. I need you inside me now." Desperation made my voice crack, but I didn't stop.

We have been dating for a month now and he has never gone past kissing me or giving me a handjob. He doesn’t let me touch his cock, even though it would always get hard and large… The sheer size is always so tempting to touch but he won’t let me. He doesn’t even sleep over in his own house and hurries back to work and doesn’t return until the next morning. I find it very suspicious, yet I can’t see myself complaining, instead I feel very hurt that I can’t do anything to help him, to lessen his worries or lessen whatever this workload of his he always has.

he uttered calmly as I sighed, pulling him closer with his Polo as he hissed frustratedly. "I want it that way! Just touch me please. How can we kiss so intensely and yet you didn't try to touch me, I feel like a wood… Gosh!" I sighed and stood from the bed. "I know you still cheat and that's why you don't know how it feels to be sex starved!" I yelled as he bit his lip. "Trust me I haven't had sex in months, and with Sadie? I only slept with her twice and that was when we fought" he muttered as I scoffed.