Leila's heart pounded in her ears. Time seemed to have stopped with Kelvin's silence. Her husband was in front of her in a second. She parted her lips to say something, anything but the words never came out. Kelvin's head dipped, his lips took hers in a seductive kiss. Leila didn't wait for him to lead, she took over the kiss.
Her hand slipped behind his head, their tongues battled for dominance until Kelvin gave in. Pouring the words she might never say into the kiss, she kissed him until they were sharing the same air. Her lips were swollen when she broke the kiss, she smiled at the small cut on her husband's lips. She would think of that cut as her mark. His dark gaze showed he didn't mind, if she had done more than a cut, she was certain he would have gone with the flow.
On a whim, she slipped her hands inside his sweatpants. Kelvin dragged in a harsh breath. His eyes held questions she wasn't sure she could answer.
"Leila..."
"Kev," she replied in the same husky whisper. She cupped his balls through the soft material of his briefs. Freya said she must be gentle with his balls, they could make or ruin the experience. She moved her hand carefully so as not to hurt him.
He hissed. "Leila." Feeling naughty, she pushed her hand inside his briefs and caressed his erection. Kelvin grabbed her shoulders. "If you don't stop, I'll take you right now." Her core throbbed at the image of Kelvin pounding into her that invaded her mind. She dropped her hands and stepped away. He chuckled at her new shyness. "You should go and have your bath."
It was after the door closed behind her husband that her feet remembered how to move. Kelvin was done chopping the carrots when Leila joined him in the kitchen. She snuck in on him from behind. He grinned and they laughed when her stomach rumbled again.
"Someone's hungry," he teased.
"I am." The pot of water was boiling. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah."
With her help, Kelvin prepared the noodles. Leila laughed each time he looked to her to confirm if he was doing it right. She giggled when he chopped the pepper into big, uneven sizes. It was funny and adorable how much concentration he put into it. She helped him set the table, and brought out a carton of juice.
They went ahead to the dining room and he pulled out a chair for her. Rolling the noodles around her fork, she closed her eyes and took her first bite. Her eyes opened to her husband's curious gaze and she was tempted to tease him.
"How's it?" Anxiety was written all over his face, she decided to put him out of his misery by giving him a thumbs up. Kelvin's lips split in a grin. "Ten over ten?"
Telling him yes would cause his ego to swell so she settled for saying, "Umm. I'll give you an eight."
"Liar." They laughed. Kelvin stretched his hand on the table and she gave it a small squeeze. Her heart clenched at the gesture. They might not be at the best level of their marriage but they were both trying. Kelvin took only a bite from the noodles and she was secretly glad because she didn't want to share the meal with him. Charles had never cooked for her. Like her husband, he could afford maids and cooks. Propping his elbows on the table, he watched her with a childlike interest that made her self-aware. "Is noodles your only favourite food?"
"I like peanut butter. I like licking it or having it on my bread," she replied before she realised she mentioned one of his allergies.
Kelvin's smile lost some of its intensity. "I haven't seen you eating that." She shrugged. "Is it because of me?"
"Your health comes first."
She must have said the right thing. Kelvin's lips quirked in a smile that caused her femininity to tingle. She pressed her legs together and finished the bowl of noodles in silence. Kelvin cleared the table and did the dishes without her help. She smiled from ear to ear when he finished without breaking any of the plates.
"You've improved," she told him.
"I have the best teacher."
After drying the dishes, they stood in the kitchen without an idea on their next move. Leila took a step to the left and Kelvin did the same. He apologised and moved to the right to avoid her but she moved that same way.
"Sorry," he muttered with a laugh.
Nervousness was thick in the air, she could almost taste and touch it. "I told Sarah we are married," she blurted out. Before Kelvin could ask, she said, "She saw me getting out of your car."
"Okay." He ran his hand over his hair more than once. "Leila?" The atmosphere shifted when he tucked a hand under her jaw and she licked her lips. "Do you want to give me a blowjob?"
Leila opened her mouth like a fish out of water. "What?"
She must have misheard him but a look at his face told her that wasn't the case. Kelvin was dead serious.
"Do you want to give me a blowjob?" he whispered. Faced with the option of practising what she learnt, she didn't want to try for fear of failing. "Freya taught you, right?"
With a banana.
"Yeah." Kelvin bopped her nose and she relaxed for a few seconds. "I've never done it before," she confessed so he could lower his expectations. "I don't know if I can do it."
"There's a first time for everything. I'll show you how."
"Okay."
Too uptight to move, Kelvin carried her. She was stiff in his arms, he set her down to her feet and lowered himself to the bed. "If you don't want to do it-"
"No," she interrupted. "I want to do it." Kneeling between his legs, she placed her hands on his knees. Her tongue ran over her lip. "Please, let me do it."
If they couldn't have sex, they could play around. She could please him in other ways. Kelvin took off his clothes leaving him in only his briefs. The firmness of his chest called out to her, her hands roamed his chest, eager to explore every inch of his body.
Before she could forget the mission, he coughed to remind her of the job at hand. Her mouth dried up when her eyes lowered to his bulge. He was big. He might be too big for her. Leila tugged on his briefs, expecting him to pull it off. He chuckled and folded his arms on his chest.
"Take it off yourself, Leila."
In a few seconds, her husband was naked before her. She didn't have time to fully inspect his body because her attention was on a more important part of him. Leila couldn't look away from his length. It was one thing to feel him through his briefs, it was another to have her husband's thick cock in her face.
A pearly liquid glistened at the top of his shaft, she stuck her forefinger out but retracted it before it met his dick.
"Can I touch it?"
"Yes, please." Holding her hand, Kelvin helped her cup his balls and trace random patterns on his penis. "Have fun, Leila. Touch it. Play with it. It's yours."
Leila liked the sound of that. Kelvin let go. She forced herself to remember everything her best friend taught her. Her hand closed around his dick and he sucked in a breath.
"Go at your own pace," Kelvin told her. Leila flicked her tongue over the crown of his shaft to taste his precum. It was warm and tasted salty. She kind of liked it. Her tongue swirled over his dick with more confidence and he bucked. "That's it. Continue."
With her gaze locked on his, she swallowed another inch of his length the way she had done with the banana. Kelvin's groans spurred her on. Freya said you could tell if you were doing it right through the sound he made. And Leila was convinced she was doing a great job. She fondled his balls and bathed his dick with her spit, licking up and down his manhood.
"Go faster," Kelvin breathed out. "Please."
His fingers were in her scalp, trying to guide her movement. She opened her mouth to take in extra inches and his dick hit the back of her throat. Her fear about him being too big for her was confirmed, she didn't know how to deep throat. She pushed him out to gulp a much needed air but Kelvin shoved his dick back into her mouth. Fisting her hair, he slammed into her mouth over and over again.
Leila tried to keep up with his pace. But he was too fast. Too intense.
Tears ran down the corners of her face as her husband continued to fuck her mouth. Her gag reflex was stretched thin, Kelvin pushed his dick into her mouth again and she threw up all over his penis.