"No, stop it, Archer. The doctor said you need plenty of rest. That's why we are here, so you can rest and recover fully," I protested as I felt his hand sliding under my arm to cup my left breast. We had returned to his cabin in Brooks so he could recover from his gunshot wound. It had only been three weeks, and while he was improving every day, he wasn't completely healed yet.
"What if I promise to take it easy?" he whispered against my ear, and I couldn't help but giggle. Despite his playful words, his hand continued to stroke my sensitive areas, sending waves of pleasure through my body and igniting the desire between my legs.
"Archer, we should… we should…" I gasped, losing my train of thought as his fingers continued to work their magic, slipping down to cup my slightly swollen tummy.
"How is my baby doing in there?" he rasped huskily.
"Your baby is making mummy feel amazing," I teased, and he chuckled in response. "But really, Archer, we need to take it easy. You're still healing."
"If by taking it easy, you mean making love to my beautiful wife, then yes, let's do that," he said with a mischievous grin.
"Okay, lie down on your back," I said, trying to regain some control of the situation.
"Adele…" he protested, but I placed a finger over his lips, silencing him.
"Please," I implored, cradling his head in my hands. He reluctantly settled back on the bed, and I straddled him, taking charge. I carefully guided him inside me, and a low groan escaped his lips as he filled me.
"Oh, lord!" Archer moaned, clearly unable to contain his pleasure. I began to move, riding him with controlled yet passionate movements, drawing moans from both of us.
"Please, Adele, don't stop," he pleaded, his hands gripping my hips, guiding me. He pulled me in for a deep and passionate kiss, exploring my mouth as our bodies moved in perfect sync.
"Don't stop," he breathed against my lips. "You're driving me wild."
I giggled softly, my heart fluttering at his words and the intensity of our connection. But then he made a sudden move, flipping us so that he was on top, and he surged into me with a powerful thrust.
"Archer!" I gasped, my breath catching in my throat as he moved with an intensity that left me breathless and lost in pleasure.
"Yes, baby," he growled, my entire body quivered, responding to his every touch and movement.
"You're breaking the rules," I protested between moans, but he only chuckled.
"I will gladly break all the rules for you, Adele," he rasped, giving me a smoldering look that sent shivers down my spine. "You're everything to me."
"You're quite the charmer, Archer Donovan," I whispered, looking into his mesmerizing eyes.
"Only for you, my lovely bride," he rasped, capturing my lips in a searing kiss as our bodies continued to move together in a passionate dance of love and desire.