EroticReverie

Maksim

I'm sitting in bed, my reading glasses on, my laptop on my lap as Audrey lays tucked up beside me, quiet with her head rested against my shoulder. I work one handed on the lap top most nights to accomodate my adorable wife and he constant need of attention. I will never not give Audrey what she wants or needs from me. I consider myself the luckiest man to ever live, feeling sure in my heart that nobody has ever had a woman like her. 

My cock is constantly hard for her, and it has nothing to even do with the fact that she's the most beautiful fucking creature to ever grace this fucking earth. It's the fucking loyalty...the devotion..the unwavering determination and dedication she has to becoming a hot little lavender haired sharp shooter each day she practices shooting the guns. It's the fact that she practices , not for her safety, but for mine. It's the fact that the idea of a woman keeping ME safe would have in any other case made me feel emasculated or less of a fucking man....but knowing that THIS is the woman who swears she's going to protect me? It only makes me feel like more of a man. Knowing that I've done well enough by her, loved her fiercely enough, made her feel safe enough to want to defend and honor me just the same.  

I carefully close the lap top when I'm done looking at the emails the Bratva sent, crypted information regarding the next job.  Normally, I don't make myself part of the job. I give direction, I give the orders. This one would call for all of my men, and myself. I'd be gone for at least three days...five or seven max depending on how smoothly things go.  I was not looking forward to breaking it to Audrey, that in less than a week I'd not only be gone from her for multiple days, but I'd be having her privacy fucking taken from her when I was gone, because I would have several men here with her, watching over her.  Harry and Tony, the two guards that have become just as protective of my wife as I am, will be at her side, every fucking second. I could already imagine the argument we'd have, the furious sex afterward, and then more arguing , determined to get her way. But I wasn't budging on this. If I couldnt be here to protect her, I'd make sure about a dozen other men were. 

"are you done?" she asks softly, a little hum in her sleepy voice as she stirs awake when I distrub her.

"Mhm" I say and she moves, scooting up more, yawning as she pushes onto her knees, pulling back the covers to expose my naked lower half, and I laugh a little.

"Let's just go to sleep." I say as she straddles me in a short soft purple silk nightie with a slightly lighter colored purple lace trim. Her hair is a few shades darker than the trim and she's absolute perfect with her hair cascading down over her shoulders and chest, the thin shoulder strap of her nighty , slipping down her arm on one side.

"I can't sleep till I've had my husband" she says and I dont argue at all as she reaches down and strokes me slowly in her hand, looking down , both of us watching as she gets me harder, my dick reacting to her pefect touch instantly, my cock so hard for her, in a matter of seconds. 

"mmm" she moans as she jerks me off slowly. Her eyes lifting, mine meeting hers. 

"tell me" she says and nudges my nose with hers. 

"Tell you what?" I ask.

"I just felt it." she says. 

My brows draw together and I groan. 

"Felt what ?" I ask. 

She shrugs and grips me a little more firmly, her thumb rubbing the precum from my tip around my head. 

"What were you reading....you were a lot more quiet than normal....your body felt more tense...you usually look at that screen for ten minutes max before you give up and let me fuck you to sleep" she says and I groan.

"I'm lucky to have a wife intent on taking care of her husbands needs so fully" I say and she narrows her eyes.

"Tell me Maks" she says. 

"I'm exhausted." I say and grab her face. "We'll talk in the morning. " I say and kiss her lips.

"I just want to make love to my wife right now" I say and she lifts up, sliding the head of my cock along her pussy.

"How bad is it?" she asks. 

"Lavender" I groan. "In the morning." I tell her.

"no, now" she says and I grit my teeth, and I grab her hips.

"No...right now...you're going to make love to your husband" I say and thrust upward, pulling her down onto my cock making her let out a gasp. Her tits bounce , the other strap of her nighty falling down her arm and she moans. 

"Maks" she exhales and then lifts her hands grabbing my face. 

"You're not leaving me" she  says, so fucking intuitive, and I groan, in pleasure over how good she feels, and also in frustration for her never missing a single thing. 

"Give me what I need Lavender, let me watch my beautiful wife make love to me" I say and grab her hands from my face.

"Lean back while you ride it, so I can see all of you." I say as I pull her nighty up and off and she lets me, and I toss it to the side and she leans back and I look down to where my cock is moving in and out of her pussy as she rides me slowly. 

"Maks" she rolls her hips. "You're not leaving me here..take me with you" 

 "No." I say quicky. Because there was no god damn way I would bring her with me on a job. 

"I'm your wife." she says, her own jaw clenching as we look at one another.

"Which is why you're not coming." I say and she pushes up, placing her hands on my chest as she rides me faster, her pussy slick and making me groan as her arousal drips down my cock. 

"You either stay here Maksim Petrov...or you take me with you." she says, trying to assert a dominance that she doesn't have, no in this instance. 

"Like I said...we'll talk in the morning" I say and grab her hips and thrust, making her body jump and she moans, her head going back a moment as she curses softly.

"there's nothing to talk about." she says.

I grind my teeth, grabbing her hips. 

"It's settled" she breathes.

"Enough" I say , making her eyes draw back to mine.

Her brows pinch angrily. 

"You're out of your mind if you think im letting you-"

I lift my hand to her face, grabbing her jaw and bring her mouth to mine my lips right on hers. 

"You...do not LET ...ME..do anything...do you understand Audrey?" I say my voice edging on the side of angry. 

"I love you with absolutely every fucking bit of my being....but you will NOT argue me on this, do you understand?" I ask her as she comes to a stop. 

"I am your husband....and you will NOT argue this any further, do you under-stand?" I say gritting my teeth. 

Her lower lip quivers, and my nostrils flare as her eyes become glossy and she stills her lip and juts her chin upward and and pushes my hand away. 

"Pefectly...Husband." she says and promptly climbs off me, and I clench my jaw, nostrils flaring. 

I say nothing as she yanks her straps up her nighty and then moves away slightly.

"Where are you going?" I say a bit to fucking loudly as she swings her legs off the bed. 

"sorry Husband...I have to use the bathroom, is that allowed, or do I now need to argue my right to do that too?" she bites out and stomps her angry feet to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and I sink back against the headboard and run a hand through my hair. 

I wait, staring at the door. Waiting and waiting, several minutes go by and I sigh and get up and walk to the bathroom. Opening the door, I find my own eyes watering as I find her curled up into the tub crying silently, her body shaking with silent sobs, her cheeks and face dripping with tears as she looks up at me with her hazel eyes. 

She's pulled a bunch of towels into the tub, just like she did the night I found her in here, afraid of the dark, making herself a makeshift bed in the tub. Yet this time she wasn't getting away from the dark, she was getting away from me.

"come to bed Lavender, you're not sleeping in here." I say, standing at the door.

"You cant do this to me" she says, her words coming out on quick frantic breaths as she tries to breathe through her sobs. Her voice choked and it shatters my fucking heart. 

" I wathced you die!" she screams at me. "I held you in my fucking arms and thought he fucking killed you!" 

She's hysterical, and my eyes are pooling, I steel myself, walking over, reaching down and pulling my wife up and out of the tub as she sobs and shakes and carry her back to bed as she pleads with me and begs me to stay, to take me with her, anything other than part from her. 

I want to just tell her fine, that I wont go. But I can't. I could. Sure, I have a choice. But the only choice that ensures the job gets done as intended, and the only choice that keeps her the safest, is the one I've already made. 

"don't do this Maksim" she sobs again and again into my chest as I hold her.

I try to calm her, try to just hold her, stroking her hair, kissing her face, but she keeps pushing at me, pleading at me with the saddest fucking heartbroken eyes i've ever seen in my entire life. And I remember that night, remember the fucking way she cried for me, screamed and felt like the world around us was tearing her from me, and me from her.  She was crying that way now, reliving it in her mind, and worrying that we'd be forced to relive it again if we weren't there to protect one another. 

"fuck you" she cries as I say nothing when she tells me to promise her I wont go, that I wont go without her. 

"fuck you! fuck you!" she screams and tries to shove from me, pushing at my chest as she cries the most gut wrenching sobs as she falls limp, giving up as I hold her tight refusing to let her go right now.

She chokes on her sobs. "Fine! Just let me go!" she screams.

"Let me fucking go Maksim!" her scream is fucking ear piercing and I loosen my hold on her as she turns. Her back on me and inches her body all the way to the fucking edge of her side of the bed, her body shaking, she continues to cry. 

I close my eyes, feeling my own tears slip from my eyes and carry down the sides of my face and into my hair line. I swallow down the lump in my throat as I listen to the only woman I've ever loved sob. I understood. But taking her with me, would be selfish, would be stupid and dangerous. And it wasnt an option for me not to go on the job. There was still unrest in the Bratva over Slev being killed, regardless of the fact he was a traitor. Still unrest because while we'd handled a few other potential traitors, there was still the feeling that there were more lurking. I wouldnt allow this job to happen without me, or any others till I knew the men I currently had under me weren't leaning towards Slev's ways of thinking. 

When Audrey sits up I look to her back, her hands lifting to wipe her cheeks.

"Lavender"  I say her name softly.

"Don't..." she says. "Just leave me alone..please" she says, her sobs barely under control. 

"I just want to be alone." she says standing.

"You hate when your not near me." I remind her. 

"I hate when you're not near me." I say.

she lets out a small laugh. "I gotta get used to it somehow right?" Swiping angrily at her tears.

"Come back to bed...and lay with me....dont punish me for keeping you safe." I say and she turns her head and shakes it slightly. 

"Please...i'm begging you to come back to bed and let me hold you Lavender." I say softly.

"You can be angry with me again in the morning...you can punish me in the morning....just...please... dont make me go to sleep without you when I dont have to." I plead with her.

There was no way I'd let her sleep anywhere else but beside me. If she was going to fight me on it, I'd drag her to this bed and hold her till she wore herself out fighting me, until she exhausted herself and fell asleep in my hold. but I dont have to do that , because a few swipes of hers tears, a few gasping breaths of trying to still catch her breath from crying, she comes back to bed. 

I kiss her forehead and tell her to lay there. Going to the bathroom grabbing tissues and a cold wet washcloth. I let her wipe her nose and then toss the tissues and run the cold wash cloth her face to calm her down as I lay beside her propped up on my arm . 

"Shhh" I hush her gently when her lower lip starts to quiver again. 

I lean over her, kissing her forehead, then her cheek and then her lips softly. 

"Please stop crying Lavender" I whisper and kiss her again, her hand coming up behind my neck. Grabbing hold and pulling me to her mouth, and her other hand coming to my side and pulling me.

I take her guidance and move myself over her, her hand reaching down and I groan against her lips, and then press my forehead to hers. 

"audrey" I whisper and she says nothing as she strokes my cock and I groan at the pump of her hand as she works to get me hard.

"just make love to me and make me forget how much it hurts to love you" she whispers, her words twisting my heart in my chest.

"Audrey" I groan.

"make love to me" she whispers. "I just want you to make love to me"