Agreement Behind Her Marriage

When Drew returned home, he found Lily working on the living room wall.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Hi!” Drew kissed Lily’s nape and wrapped his arms around her waist. He stood in that position, staring at the colorful wall. To help Lily adjust to their relationship and their way of life, he wanted her to grow accustomed to him.

“You don’t like it?” Lily asked, leaning slightly in his direction.

He smiled. The artwork features colorful lilies. “I like it! It’s you; it’s lilies, blooming flowers.”

He acknowledged it was unusual for him to see other colors in his home. He had only seen dark hues there. Surprisingly, he likes the vibrant world Lily has built for him. Nobody would ever think her previous existence was depressing.

“If only we could paint everything. Maybe everything is lovely,” she lamented.

Was she talking about her scars?

“I intended to move to a bigger house for the two of us and look for a villa close to my grandpa’s home. But I found myself wanting to stare at this wall nonstop. I’m waiting for its completion.”

He wants to give Lily everything. She deserves his castle. This one is a bachelor pad he purchased years ago when he had no intention of getting married.

“No! I don’t want a bigger home, Drew. I don’t desire a home as large as the Martins’.”

Drew kissed her temple. “Even if we will be having a bigger home, you won’t be treated that way.”

“Still…”

Drew understood. He likes a small space where he can easily find Lily. Everything she creates in this home is priceless.

“Is there something you want to put colors on, but you cannot?” he inquired.

Lily did not respond to him.

“I want to see your scars.”

Lily gave him a skeptical glance. “But…”

“Please?” he asked softly. “We were cut off by the time this morning. I was about to inspect your scars earlier when we stopped,” he explained. Even if the underlying cause is that he lacked the confidence to keep staring at it, the apparent scar, which revealed her history, broke his heart. He needed time, but he was finally ready.

“It’s hideous,” Lily reasoned. Her cheeks reddened.

He gave her a light kiss on her lips. “I’ll be the one to judge whether your scar is truly disgusting or ugly.”

“O-okay…” Lily lifted her blouse, facing the colorful wall. Even though she kept her bra on, Drew could still read the words and trace the marks.

To keep himself from getting upset, he inhaled deeply. “Do you have washable, hypoallergenic paint?”

“I… I have… in those little bottles.” Lily pointed out the tray having small jars of paint.

Drew approached it and picked up the entire thing.

“What are you planning to do?” asked Lily, confused.

“It’s a surprise. Stay still…”

Drew moved closer to his wife and removed the hook of her bra to clear and free up her back. When he touched her skin, he could feel her body quivering. To calm her down, Drew planted a gentle kiss on her shoulder, and said, “Remember that it’s me. Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.”

She nodded repeatedly, closing her eyes firmly.

Drew applied the paint to Lily’s back with the small paintbrush. He is not the best artist ever, and the last time he had experience with painting, he was still a high school student. Nevertheless, he was still knowledgeable about art. Becoming a tattoo artist was his dream once, but it is unlikely that it would be fulfilled because he was meant to take over the role of the Walton Group’s heir.

He began copying what Lily painted on one part of the wall and completed it in thirty minutes.

“It’s finished. Do you want to see it?”

Lily nodded.

He pulled out his phone and snapped a photo of his artwork. He showed it to his wife afterward. Upon seeing what he had done, she gasped.

“You copied that part?” She could still not believe he was able to copy one portion of the painted wall.

“Yeah. Your body, your rules, Lily. You must always keep that in mind.”

***

Your body, your rules.

That must have prompted Lily to put her lips against Drew, repaying him with a kiss. No one has ever warmed her heart except for Drew Walton.

Kenneth and his friends took her wings off, but Drew lifted her up and restored the emotion she didn’t know she still possessed.

Soon, the kiss intensified, and then she felt his hand squeeze her chest, making her body jerk.

“Haaah…” They breathed together as their lips parted.

“You are driving me crazy,” Drew murmured while caressing her cheek. “Do you think you are ready?”

Lily nodded, unbuttoning Drew’s polo shirt in response while unable to look him in the eyes. That served as his cue to lead her to the long gray couch.

“You must tell me if it hurt or if I was too hard on you, alright? I’d try to be gentle though.”

When his hot mouth touched one of her breasts, it startled Lily. His thumb squeezed and rolled over her other nipple. She could already feel his need as she pressed her body against his thigh, feeling the hardness inside his tight pants.

The memories of her horrible marks were painful and gloomy, but her husband’s kisses could wash them away. Nothing came to her mind. A delicious sensation consumed her whole consciousness.

“Hmmmh…”

Drew stooped down while removing her underwear and pants. He gave her a warm kiss on her navel while squeezing both of her breasts. As he took off all their clothing, he moved back slightly while maintaining a steady focus on her. Her heartbeat was the only sound she could hear as he removed every piece of clothing, leaving them on the floor. Lily gazed at his hard cock, which confirmed his desire for her. He soon joined her on the sofa.

Drew’s lips touched the delicate area of her thigh, kissing her up towards her exposed gem. It was hot, placing burning desires through her entire body.

“P-please…” she mumbled, not understanding what it was for.

Drew turned to face Lily. Giving her another feather lightweight kiss, he asked, “Do you want me to stop?”

“N-no…” That’s not what I meant… What does she want? She wasn’t sure either.

He smiled before his thumb lightly slid into her entrance. A peculiar wave formed in her belly and spread to every corner of her nerves, causing her body to tremble.

“Ahhh…” A moan escaped Lily’s mouth. Her slit was soon caressed by a wet tongue, followed by a clit-sucking motion.

“You are sweet, babe,” Drew uttered. “Do not hesitate to show me or tell me what you want.”

With her eyes partially shut, slightly teary, Lily clutched the sofa. She let forth a string of lovely moans as he filled himself by lapping her pussy.

When she got to the point where she could no longer control her own body, Drew continued to tease her. She’s following that sweetest sensation playing through her skin. Lily danced her hips, following the rhythm of his tongue and mouth.

“Easy, babe…” Drew whispered.

“Please…” she moaned with her eyes glistening with tears. She wanted something! She wanted her husband right now!

“I will let you do what you want.” After saying that, the two of them flipped around on the large couch. Its gray leather was now stained with wet paint from Lily’s back, but they did not care. She was now positioned over him, while his back was resting against the sofa.

“Do what you want, babe. You are in control of this situation,” said Drew, caressing Lily’s cheek.

Something compelled her to touch his hardness, still intoxicated by the delirious desire he possessed. His cock was swollen, hard, and ready. It concerned her and secretly asked if he would fit inside her.

“Do you want to suck it?”

Slut, suck my cock like a dirty little wh*re! Or else, I’ll cut your tongue. She kept shaking her head violently as Kenneth’s voice continued to overwhelm her senses. As she realized there were things she couldn’t do for Drew, she started crying.

Drew gently stroked her hair, noticing her escalating terror.

“Shhh… Fight whatever nightmare is troubling you right now, babe. This is me; I am your husband. Do as you please.”

She simply said, promising, “I’ll suck it when I’m ready.”

“No rush.” With a loving gaze, he touched her cheek.

Lily responded with a kiss. Once more, she opened herself to her husband and took down all the barriers she had.

Taking a deep breath, bracing herself for what lay ahead, she positioned herself at the tip of his hardness. She pressed herself over to him, stirring up the pool of need once more.

One inch, she could already feel the gate of heaven…

Her heart was about to burst after two inches.

Three inches and so on… they both closed their eyes and moaned as they progressed.

“Good job, babe!” Drew whispered. He took his lips against hers and cupped them warmly. Her lower body seemed restless, and it moved uncontrollably.

Damn! It felt good, she wanted to say. Could it be because she was the one in charge? Drew gave her the control.

Drew growled, “Fuuuck, Lily! So fucking good! Move your hips more!”

She sensed that he restrained himself from taking the lead, allowing her complete control.

Pushing her weight on his chest while clinging to his neck, she pumped her hips faster. She experienced a stinging feeling each time his hardness came close to her vulnerable, swollen clit. Because she couldn’t seem to control the pleasure that was eroding her sanity, her body simply bent. Fire and electric currents played tricks on her body, and she could not stop it.

It was good… It felt like heaven, and not a nightmare at all!

“I’m- Something is building inside me, Drew… Ahhh!” He squeezed her hips after it. He guided her body through a wave of sensation. Soon, the paddle of climax began to emerge from her body.

“Ahhhh…” That was his cue to grit his teeth and drive her hips over him in a deeper and faster way. It took them a while before they both stopped moving. At the same moment, as they ran out of energy, their panting slowed down and became heavy. Their gazes locked before they pressed their lips again as if it were all a wonderful dream.

Drew began to softly and tenderly nibble her lower lips, simulating a slow and intimate make-out. Because they tasted so nice, Lily had no idea how long he had been playing with her lips. Following that, she felt his lips on her head before he guided her to lie properly, facing down the leather cover.

“You did well, babe.” He caressed her back lightly. Each time he laid a gentle kiss on a different part of her back, she jolted. Soon, she realized he appeared to be kissing her scar’s visible lines.

When Lily looked back at Drew, he was staring deeply at her, feeling the sound of their breathing. His mouth covered her lips, and then she felt his hardness poking into the delicate entrance of her womanhood.

“Hmmm… yes, babe! Do you feel it?”

She wants it. She yearns for the poisoning sensation she just perceived.

It was over! Drew captured her fragile heart.