LOVE YOU, UNCLE

Ghea woke up earlier, blinking her eyes repeatedly. Instantly, she felt aches throughout her body, an unusual pain she had never experienced before in her entire life. Bringing her hand to her lips, Ghea gently rubbed them. They felt a bit numb and slightly sore. Surely, this was the result of the kisses and bites Randy had given her relentlessly last night during their intimate encounter.

Ghea then closed her eyes tightly, attempting to recall what she and Randy did last night. After a short while, her cheeks turned bright red. It felt so embarrassing because she had boldly surrendered herself last night, giving Randy what he should have gotten since their first night of marriage.

“This is all because of Joshua!” Ghea muttered in her heart, cursing. “If he hadn’t instigated everything, there’s no way I would have been so heated up and dared to initiate intimacy with Randy first. Plus, all the videos he gave were useless. None of the styles I watched were remotely helpful. Damn!”

Ghea continued to berate herself. It wasn’t about regretting giving herself to Randy; it was more about feeling embarrassed for offering herself first without being asked. Ghea was sure that when Randy woke up, her husband would mock her endlessly. She knew Randy’s behavior well.

Feeling a mix of self-pity and internal struggle over who initiated first, Ghea remembered Randy. Turning to the side, she found her husband still sound asleep, wrapped in a blanket. His hand was tightly wrapped around Ghea’s waist, not allowing her to move even an inch.

For a moment, without realizing it, Ghea smiled genuinely. Observing and enjoying the sight of Randy peacefully sleeping, she suddenly realized how handsome her husband looked up close.

Why had she just noticed it now? No wonder many women out there were willing to compete for his attention, even attempting to shift their positions as his wife.

Randy, once known as a playboy and someone who frequently changed partners during his bachelor days, showed a sweet and responsible side after marriage. Without being asked, he always tried to care for, understand, and provide the best for Ghea, his wife. Could Ghea be grateful because God had been kind enough to send her an almost perfect man to accompany her throughout their lives until old age?

Lost in thought on the bed, Ghea intended to get up. Moreover, the day was starting to brighten. Slowly and carefully, she tried to move Randy’s hand from her stomach to be able to get up.

However, instead of being freed, Ghea’s body was held tightly. Randy, now awake, instinctively tightened his embrace, pulling Ghea back into his cocoon.

“Where are you going, sweetheart?” Randy whispered, his eyes still closed. Then, the next moment, he lifted his face slightly and moved to a different position, intentionally burying his head in the crook of his wife’s neck. He deeply inhaled Ghea’s scent. He also gave a wet kiss, causing Ghea’s hair to stand on end instantly.

“I-I want to take a shower, Uncle,” Ghea stammered. It felt extremely awkward to speak at such close quarters, especially while being hugged so tightly. Truly, Ghea’s heart had been racing irregularly since a while ago.

“A shower? What time is it now? It still seems dark outside,” Randy replied, whispering directly into Ghea’s ear.

“It’s past five already.”

“Five o’clock? Are you sure you want to shower this early in the morning?”

“Why? What’s wrong with showering at five in the morning?” Ghea wondered with a questioning look. She didn’t see anything wrong with showering early, especially since she felt sticky all over.

Randy let out a soft sigh, and the warmth of his breath on Ghea’s neck sent shivers down her spine. Eventually, it could drive her crazy.

“Well, it’s not a big deal, Ghe. It’s just too early. Besides, I usually shower around six-thirty.”

Ghea pouted slightly. However, there was another reason why she wanted to shower quickly.

“I feel uncomfortable, Uncle. It’s not pleasant. It feels sticky.”

Hearing Ghea’s reason, Randy released his embrace. He got up from bed to adjust the room’s air conditioning to ensure his wife wouldn’t feel uncomfortable or overheated after this.

“How about now? I’ve lowered the AC temperature; it’s at the minimum. You might get cold soon.”

Ghea sighed instead. Her husband really didn’t understand the real reason she wanted to shower. Did she have to explain it explicitly?

“Uncle, I really need to shower. It’s seriously uncomfortable. Sticky,” Ghea pleaded once again.

“Later, Ghe. Let’s shower together. How about we get back under the blanket for a while?”

Randy, who had already returned to lying down, then pulled Ghea back into his arms, holding her tightly and not letting her move.

“Uncle!” Ghea protested immediately.

“Yes, sweetheart? What’s wrong?”

“Why are you going back to sleep?”

Randy moved his face forward and whispered directly into Ghea’s ear.

“Who said I’m going back to sleep?”

Ghea immediately frowned.

“Then? Why are you telling me to lie down again? I want to shower.”

“I’m not trying to get you to sleep, dear.”

“Then? What do you want?”

Randy grinned. Once again, he whispered softly into Ghea’s ear. “I want to repeat what we did last night. How about it?”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Ghea immediately swallowed hard. Was Randy seriously suggesting they repeat last night’s intimate encounter?

“Uncle, wasn’t last night enough?”

Oh no. What kind of question was that, Ghea? Your question clearly traps your own position.

“Are you asking? Are you wondering? Obviously, it wasn’t enough, Ghe. There’s no satisfaction in making out with your own wife,” Randy replied with a smile. “Besides, it seemed like you really enjoyed it last night. How many times did you call my name?”

“Eww, don’t say that. When did I call you Uncle?”

“Don’t pretend to have amnesia. Who was shouting last night? Uncle… more… come on, Uncle… more. Uncle… not enough. Don’t play around.”

Ghea’s face immediately turned bright red. Randy was mocking her without mercy.

“Don’t accuse me falsely, Uncle! I never said anything like that.”

“How could you remember, Ghe? You were busy enjoying the ticklish pleasure I gave you, right?”

For God’s sake, Ghea wanted to disappear. She felt so embarrassed discussing explicit and vulgar topics like this, even though she was talking to her husband.

“Uncle, you’re ridiculous. Enough, don’t make things up!”

“Just admit it, Ghe. Although I admit that your initial moves were awkward, like a confused person. But eventually, you managed to keep up with what I was doing. That’s why we should make love more often. Get used to it, so we’re ready anytime, anywhere. So Mama’s grandchildren can be launched soon too.”

Ghea immediately widened her eyes. Bringing her hand to her mouth, she shut Randy up. His comments were dangerously embarrassing, making her feel even more ashamed.

Randy, would he stay silent? Of course not. Somehow, Randy, who was lying down, quickly changed positions and was now on top of Ghea.

“Please. Let’s repeat what we both did last night, Ghe. To be honest, it seems like I’m getting addicted to you.”

A mischievous and eager glint was evident in Randy’s eyes. His teasing smile and the occasional full-blown grin suggested that he was ready for anything.

So, consciously, Randy grabbed both of Ghea’s hands, moved them above her head, and held them tightly to limit her movements and prevent her from resisting.

“What’s Uncle doing?” Ghea asked in confusion. In her innocence, she managed to ask a weightless question in a moment like this. Although she knew the answer herself.