"Don't trouble her. I've recovered now. We can take care of the kid ourselves."

He threw her a glance.

"Not tonight."

“Why not?"

“It's our wedding night, honey.”

Blair was wide awake now. She realized what the man meant to do. She stuttered, » I haven't fully recovered yet..."

“It's been half a year since you woke up. I've been keeping my desire at bay. Honey, I can't take it anymore. Don't torture me." She was weak for the past few months, so he never bugged her for sex. God knew how hard he had been refraining himself.

But now, she looked much healthier and more energetic. Moreover, today was their wedding night. He didn't want to wait anymore. He wanted her badly!

Blair moved backwards, to the corner of the bathtub.

"Maybe...wait two more days?"

“Honey, Gifford is about five years younger than Evelyn. And Carlos had his second child already. I think we should try and keep up with Carlos and Debbie," he said matter-of-factly. Of course, he didn't want to rush to have their second child. He just wanted to find an excuse to have sex with his wife.

"Keep up with them? No, no. I don't think that's possible!" Blair chuckled and tried to escape, but Wesley pulled her into his arms

“Honey, please, I've been waiting for you all this time. I can't take this torture anymore. I want you," he pleaded in a hoarse voice.

Seeing the lust thick in his eyes, Blair gulped and nodded automatically.

"Okay, but just once. I need some time to adapt."

"Agreed!" He wasn't going to let her stay up since she hadn't completely recovered yet. As long as he could have a little intimacy with his wife, that would be enough.

However...

Things went out of control. To be precise, he lost control of himself.

His wife was so sweet and so attractive, he couldn't help making love to her Like a hungry beast. He didn't Let go of her until it was early in the morning.

Wesley wasn't going to be free until the beginning of next month, so they could only go on their honeymoon after that. Blair didn't mind

Any time was okay for her

The next morning, Niles woke up to find his hands hurt and swollen.

While everybody was having breakfast, he called his wife and complained, "Honey, you know what? Last night, after you left, these people didn't care about me at all. They just Let me fight a stone lion in my drunken state. My hands are bruised..."

The Leonard family members had a hearty laugh

After breakfast, Wesley went to work. Blair and their son were the only ones at home.