There were two things Leila had discovered about her sleeping pattern. One, she slept well whenever she and Kelvin cuddled. Two, she slept better after he made her come. She could get used to that blissful feeling daily. The way her body arched, the wet kisses he placed on her lips before lowering his head between her legs. Gosh. The memories made her wet.
If his fingers and tongue could make her feel this great, why did everyone clamour so much for sex? This was good enough for her. She was content to live out the rest of their marriage without having sex.
On tiptoes, Leila exited their room to prepare breakfast before it came. Kelvin had been nothing but loving and caring, she didn't know how else to repay him but by doing the little things. She stopped in the middle of the kitchen. There was a brown paper bag on the table.
A frown took over Leila's lips when she picked the paper bag. Her curiosity got the best of her, she opened the bag and took out the jar inside. Peanut butter. She got rid of everything her husband was allergic to. But this jar looked new.
Kelvin walked into the kitchen with a hand over his mouth to stop his yawn from slipping out. "Morning, Leila." She hid the jar behind her and a smile lighted his face when he stopped in front of her. He tried to peek and she drew back. "Leila, what are you hiding?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?" She nodded slowly as he inched closer and wrapped an arm around her wrist. "You slept well?"
"Yeah. Thanks." She felt like she had him to thank for such a pleasant night's rest. He chuckled, eyes crinkling with mirth. "Did you?" At his long stare, she pushed the jar between them. "Do you know about this?"
"Yep." The confusion embedded in her eyes made him say, "You should always have your favourite snack around you."
Leila was rendered speechless. Her insides were a pool of mushiness. She might not have wanted a husband but Kelvin was the perfect partner. She didn't wait for Kelvin to say another word, carefully, she dropped the jaw on the table and held his hands to press her lips to his in a brief kiss.
"Thank you, Kev." Leila moved away to get things ready for breakfast while Kev placed the jar in the top cabinet. "What's your favourite snack?"
He took a minute to answer. "I don't think I have any."
Still frowning, she put the slices of bread into the toaster before turning to her husband. Crossing her arms on her chest, a new wave of shyness hit her when her gaze flitted below Kelvin's waist. He was sporting a boner and was unembarrassed about it. She was yet to repay the favour. Maybe she could do that now.
"Do you want me to give you a blowjob?" she blurted out.
In the past, she might have shrunk into herself when he stepped back. "What did you say to me, Leila?"
Meeting his gaze without hesitation, she replied, "Do you want me to give you a blowjob?" Kelvin's blatant stare chipped off some of her confidence, she rolled her shoulder. "It's only right."
"Only right?"
She nodded. "You've been..." That shyness came upon her again, she looked away for the briefest of moments. "You've been making me feel so good."
So good. So womanly. It was hard to put into words just how heavenly those feelings were. But she loved them and would gladly make it part of their routine.
"It's not a 'do me, I do you,' Leila," he said with a laugh. Her heart picked up speed as the distance between them grew less. "I'm doing it because I want to. Because I want you to be happy." He bopped her nose with his. "Making you happy makes me happy."
His laughter made her laugh a little. Her heart melted. She wanted to make him happy too. Her husband was smiling down at her, his boner pressed to her stomach. Her lashes fluttered, she covered her mouth and whispered, "But I want to try." Leila licked her lips, looking everywhere but at the man her words were directed at. "I want to give my husband a blowjob."
"In the kitchen?"
"Of course not," she screamed. She pushed him and he only laughed harder at her. He wasn't her favourite person right now. "Fine, forget I said anything."
Her faux anger evaporated once he kissed her fingers, and her nipples hardened. She switched off the appliances and Kelvin carried her bridal style to the room. Those fears came back in triple folds. What if she threw up over him again? Kelvin must have noticed the slight tremor in her arms, he tried to pull her up but she refused. This kneeling position was perfect.
A finger curled under her jaw, she looked up to his face. All trace of playfulness was gone. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to, Leila."
The uncertainty hidden behind his words made her want to do a great job this time. She pushed his legs apart, rubbed soothing circles over his boner. "I want to, Kev." Their eyes met. "I want to please you too. Let me make you feel good."
Kelvin kissed her. He started from her lips and made his way up to her nose, then her forehead. "Okay, Leila." He stood to take off his shorts but didn't. "Do you want to take it off?" She nodded so fast he laughed. His eyes softened as he ran his thumb under her lip. In a whisper, he said, "My Leila."
"My Kelvin."
Helping him out of his shorts, she let out a soft breath when she freed his prick. He was big, she had always known that but faced with him again during the day, the sight left her speechless.
She looked up to Kelvin. "Touch him," he cajoled.
"Are you sure?" she asked even though her hand had closed around his thick length. Her mouth watered at the pearly liquid shining on the tip. She twirled her thumb around his tip, using his precum to massage his crown. Kelvin hissed and she recoiled back. "Did it hurt?"
"No." He laughed. "Not at all. It feels good. Too good, in fact." He sat first and she knelt between his legs. Lowering her hands to his knees, she waited for further instructions. "Touch him, Leila. Play with it. It's yours."
"It's mine?"
"It is." He tilted her face to him and planted a kiss on her forehead. "I'm yours too, Leila."
His words were not meant to make her cry but a single tear rolled down her cheek. "I'm yours too, Kev."
Wiping the tear, he placed a kiss on her nose. Her mouth descended on his dick, she was slow at first, almost unsure to fully take him into her mouth. Kelvin's hand was on the back of her head, he didn't push her past her pace like the first time. He guided her movements, letting her breath and giving her encouraging nods to keep on going. She sucked his dick with more dexterity than before, taking cues from the moans and hisses and sighs that escaped him.
The warm, salty liquid hit her lips, her face pinched into an amused expression and she released his dick. "It's salty," she commented. Kelvin only nodded. "I like it."
"Yeah?" His voice sounded strangled. She looked up to him like he was the best man on earth. And he was, he was the best man in her world. "It's what happens when a man is about to come, Mrs McKenna." Leila knew that much about men's orgasm. The cum coating his shaft rolled down his dick and mixed with her spit covering his entire length. She licked it once. "I want to come."
Her eyes widened. She had never had a man come in her mouth. She had never had a man's dick in her mouth. Freya said it was the icing on the cake. Letting him come inside her mouth would strengthen their bond.
"Do it in my mouth," Leila whispered.
Kelvin palmed her cheeks, his worry forming a shadow over his face. "Are you sure? I can do it elsewhere."
Since they were being honest with each other, she chose that route. "I'm not really sure since it's my first time but I'll rather you do it in my mouth." Her husband chuckled. "Is that a yes, Kev?"
Kelvin guided his dick into her mouth, it took only a few more swirls of her tongue around his manhood for his warm cum to spurt down her throat. She took in every drop as best as she could, closing her eyes until she had swallowed. She opened her eyes and mouth to show Kelvin there was no evidence. Kelvin pulled her to his lap, lips wide in a bigger grin.
"Do you want to come?"
Yes. She tried not to look away from his piercing gaze and said, "We will be late for work. Maybe later?"
"Sure."
Together, they went inside the bathroom. She smiled at the door when he left for her to take her bath first. This thing called love, she wanted to be done with it but maybe that could happen between both of them.