Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Just as Estrella Berrocal was debating whether to take off her robe immediately or lie down under the sheets to wait for him, the bathroom door clicked open.

Adán Rouco, drying his hair with a towel in one hand, walks towards the bed with his long legs.

Seeing Estrella Berrocal standing on the edge of the bed somewhat unsteadily, he looked at the time and said, “What a good mood you’re in today, it’s ten o’clock and you’re still not sleepy?”

Normally, Estrella Berrocal slept early, and if she was sleepy until late, she must have slept too much during the day.

Before, when she was pregnant, Adán Rouco had understood her ability to sleep, but now that she wasn’t pregnant and slept as well as she did, he didn’t think he had ever seen anyone who could sleep better than she did.

Before he married Estrella Berrocal, he was sometimes so busy with work that he only slept four or five hours a day, but he was used to that lack of sleep and didn’t seem depressed about not getting enough.

Estrella Berrocal scratched her robe with her small hands, inexplicably nervous at the sight of him. “Well, shall I clean your hair?”.

Adán Rouco looked at her with a faint smile in his dark eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, handing her a towel, Estrella Berrocal climbed onto the bed and sat on her knees behind him, absently drying his hair.

Adán Rouco asked him, “Why are you so diligent today?”.

“I don’t see how busy you’ve been lately, so I thought I’d invite you.”

Adán Rouco reached out and suddenly pulled her from behind into his arms, Estrella Berrocal lost her seat and fell into his lap, her whole body lying on her back looking up at his handsome face.

“She still hasn’t cleaned her hair…”.

The man’s long, calloused fingers gently rubbed her small, ovoid face, his eyes lowered to stare at her for a long, long time.

Maybe it was because his gaze was so intent and hot, or maybe it was because she was so smug about the sexy lingerie she was wearing underneath, that her face flushed even more.

Estrella Berrocal dropped the towel from his hand, threw her arms around his neck and raised her head to kiss his fine lips.

A touching kiss that took place with total naturalness.

He said glibly, “Shall we have another child?

A dark tone shone under Adán Rouco’s eyes.

He looked at her soft lips and stopped kissing suddenly, wrapping his arms around her and saying in a muffled voice, “Your body still needs time to recover, there’s no rush for the baby, we already have Paulita, even if we don’t want a child later.”

Adán Rouco’s words were so clear that Estrella Berrocal heard nothing different, only a little disappointment: “But I want to have another child”.

“Good girl, when you get well.”

Adán Rouco lifted her off his lap and placed her on the bed, pulling the sheets to one side and resting his hands on the bed, he lowered his gaze and kissing the tip of her nose said, “I have work to do, you sleep first.”

The abrupt end of the intimacy was distressing.

Estrella Berrocal lay on the bed, her small hands clutching the soft pillows, tossing and turning for a long time, slightly annoyed.

She lay like a corpse, staring at the ceiling, pondering what had gone wrong, when normally, at the rate she was going, Adán Rouco would have pinned her to the bed …

Estrella Berrocal raised her hand and covered her hot face at the thought of that blushing image.

But his heart, however, was growing more and more bitter.

He couldn’t sleep, so he pulled up the covers, put on his slippers and ran to the study.

He feared that Adán Rouco was working too hard, so he knocked on the door a couple of times before entering the studio, but when no one answered, he pushed the door with some curiosity.

There was no one at the desk.

Strange, where had Adam gone?

Only after entering the studio did he hear the sound of water in the studio’s small bathroom.

Hadn’t Adam taken a bath? Why had he taken another shower?

She ran to the bathroom and leaned over the door to enter, when it suddenly opened and she was about to fall, but Adán Rouco was quick enough to catch her.

She fell into his arms, but he was cold, not warm at all, and Estrella Berrocal shivered.

“Did you take a cold shower?”

Adán Rouco helped her up by her arms and, without answering, only asked with a slight frown, “Why did you run all the way here?”

“I… I…”

Was he going to tell her that he had come to beg for her affection?

I was too thin-skinned to say it openly.

Adán Rouco saw her standing up, stumbling and rubbing her neck, and said: “Go back to bed, I might have to work for a while”.

Was he pushing her away?

Estrella Berrocal bit her lips and reluctantly turned around to walk a few steps away, resigned that she had prepared so carefully for tonight and could not go home with nothing to show for it.

All this time, he had always been lukewarm about her, and now he would rather take a cold shower than touch her, why on earth?

Estrella Berrocal gritted her teeth and turned again to face him, “At me!”.

“What?”

“I want to…”

Estrella Berrocal bit her lip and mumbled a few words, like the voice of a mosquito, Adán Rouco didn’t even hear them, “What? I didn’t hear you”.

“That … mine is ….”

Another series of buzzes through gritted teeth, Adam Rouco was not a worm in his stomach, so how was he to know what he had said.

Besides, Adán Rouco hadn’t even thought of it that way; how could Estrella Berrocal, who was usually the one who didn’t want to be in this kind of thing and was too tired to do it all the time, have volunteered for something like this?

“What’s that, are you on your period?”

Adam Rouco asked, drawing her into his arms and dropping his hand to her lower back, asking with concern, “Tummy upset?”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal looked at the sky.

Sometimes it’s really hard to tell when a girl wants something like that.

Especially when the other person didn’t seem to want to do it at all.

Adán Rouco was about to take her back to the bedroom when he was violently pushed towards the sofa by Estrella Berrocal, who was catching up with her.

Woman on man …

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes darkened and the fire that had been repressed by the cold shower, came back to the surface.

Estrella Berrocal’s clear, watery eyes stared at him for a moment and, not knowing where she got the courage, she said clearly, word for word: “Adán Rouco, I said, I love you…”

With those words, her soft lips pressed against his thin lips …

Adán Rouco’s rump felt an electric tingle. A numbness.

This little woman, when had she become so bold.

Adán Rouco had never dreamed that this little woman of his would be so passionate and active.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Adán Rouco did not like women taking the initiative, and even less so when his wife pinned him down like a queen, a sensation that, as exciting as it was, made him extremely uncomfortable.

Adán Rouco had always been the one to take the initiative, so soon, with the little woman in his arms, he reversed the position and pinned her down on the soft sofa.

“Who taught you this routine?”

Adán Rouco asked the question, his voice a little hoarse with lust, but definitely not. A little hoarse with lust, but definitely not soft, but a little fierce and questioning.

He didn’t like the idea of his wife learning some seduction trick from a senseless person. It’s dangerous.

It would have a very strong sense of crisis.