Chapter 24: Chapter 24

GRETEL WAS panting hard as he pulled away for a moment to pull her dress and threw it on the floor. Javier pulled her hands up to his neck and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and resumed the kiss as he walked back to his room.

Gretel whimpered as he put her on the bed. He kissed the curve of her neck as his hands explored her body. She fisted his hair as she pressed her thighs together.

She felt feverish. The kind of fever she was glad she caught, knowing Javier’s touch and kisses were the cure.

“J-Javier, I’m scared,” she uttered as he parted her thighs.

Javier kissed the side of her cheek.

“P-please be gentle…”

“Do you trust me?” he whispered.

Gretel nodded slowly as she closed her eyes.

“I’m glad you do.”

Gretel arched her back and froze as she felt his hard tip against her wet orifice. It was like a scene from her favorite novel coming true, but the only difference was that it felt better in reality.

She clung to him as he pushed his length deeper. He was huge.

At first, she thought he won’t fit. But she could feel her walls stretching and clinging to him in ecstasy. The pain only lasted for a moment.

Javier groaned against her ears.

“Are you all right?” he asked as he met her gaze. His eyes were burning with desire and hunger.

She nodded with a shy smile.

“You feel wonderful inside me.”

“Wait till I make you feel some more,” he uttered cockily.

Gretel smiled shyly.

Javier put her hands above her head, pinning them with one hand, and claimed her mouth for another glorious kiss. And he began to move on top of her, each thrust taking her breath away.

GRETEL felt like she was still floating in the air. Javier had to leave after lunch because they forgot about time. She was now on her favorite spot by the window where she saw Javier’s carriage leave.

Javier made love to her on his bed, inside his bathroom, and back to his bed. Her lower region was still sore, but she did not regret it. She felt like a complete woman. They were like a real married couple. And Javier was a great lover.

JUST LIKE the previous night, Gretel cooked dinner for Javier, and it was marinated chicken this time. It was her favorite food and the very first recipe she had learned from her mother.

“Master has a note for you,” Mr. Martinez said when he came back to the kitchen.

Gretel smiled at the folded paper he handed her.

“Thank you, Mr. Martinez.”

Gretel opened the note as she climbed the stairs.

My wife,

Thank you for the delicious meal. I will regret every moment I could not share it with you. I would like to ask one favor from you. Please do not leave your room tonight, or you’ll make me worry. In the morning, as soon as the sun rises, come to my room, and I’ll make love to you.

Javier

Joy filled her heart as she read the note over and over again on her bed. But she felt a little sad that he asked her not to go out tonight. What if Alexander showed up? But she could not disobey her husband, could she? Gretel did not want to start a misunderstanding.

“I’ll just make it up to Alexander,” she said.

GRETEL barely slept that evening because of her excitement. And by the time the sun’s rays began to spread into the sky, she was already up. Gretel donned a nightgown that was thin enough to reveal the shape of her body. She could already imagine Javier’s eyes as he watched her with longing and desire.

She knocked on his door and realized Javier left it unlocked for her. With a smile and pounding chest, she made her way to his bedroom.

She smiled at the sight of him on his bed, sitting and waiting. She rushed to him without a word, and their lips eventually found each other.

“Good morning,” he whispered.

“Your promise,” she teased.

Javier chuckled as he found the hem of her gown. In a swift movement, she was naked on top of him.

“This is the prettiest view I’ve seen in the morning, so far,” he uttered as he cupped her breast.

Gretel’s face flushed in embarrassment.

“And I’ve never read that line before,” she said. “Do you always say that to women you slept with?”

“Please, I don’t want to start a fight.”

Gretel giggled.

“I’m sorry.”

“Do you want to hear a story?” he asked.

“It depends on the story.”

Javier slipped a hand between her thighs and stroked her wet slit. Gretel jerked and moaned in delight.

“I was so mad to the world that I forgot I was still capable of feeling other things as a man,” he began. “Thanks to the careless naked woman who bumped into me on that fateful day. Your body haunted me, Gretel. I asked myself how a nameless woman turned me on. I thought I had completely turned into a monster. I don’t know if this answers your question, but you’re the first woman I made love to in years.”

Gretel’s head spun as the delightful sensation continued to take over her body.

“That’s the kind of story I would love to hear every time,” she said sincerely. She dipped her head and kissed him as she gyrated her hips.

“WHY ARE we going here, Javier?” Gretel asked as they took the familiar path to the middle of the small forest hand in hand.

“I just want to know how it feels to have a picnic date with my wife and why you love coming back here every night.”

Gretel stared.

“I-I…” She bit her lip. “Remember the favorite place in our backyard that I showed you? I just missed that.” At least, that was partly true.

“Of course. It’s just normal. You sacrificed the most between the two of us. Don’t worry. I promise you, it won’t be for long.”

When they arrived at the spot where she and Alexander meet, she found a basket full of food on a picnic mat.

Gretel stared at Javier in disbelief.

“Seriously?” she uttered and giggled like a child.

“Am I forgiven?” he asked sheepishly.

“For what?”

“For not being a good enough husband for you.”

Gretel pulled him to the picnic mat.

“You’re making it look like I’m a demanding wife.”

“You’re not, but you deserve the best things.”

“This is more than enough.” She planted a quick kiss on his lips. “Thank you.”