"Oh my f*****g… uuuggghhh… You are never allowed to give me a blow job again this is so much better…" My words are practically incoherent. There's nothing I could possibly say that could even describe how it feels to make love to my wife.
"Rowen," she whispers and her breath catches. I realize she has tears in her eyes. I immediately still.
"What's wrong, baby," I ask as I kiss the tears that begin sliding down the sides of her face. "Why are you crying?"
She tries hard to hold in a sob, but she can't hide the emotion from me.
"Nothing's wrong. Don't stop," she says and I start moving slowly again. "I just never knew it could be like this. This… connection."
"Oh baby." I smile at her. "This is what it's supposed to be like."
A laugh bursts out of her and I kiss her again. I kiss her
