31 Bliss

I was adjusting to my new role as a wife and working from home.The had doctor ordered me to take time off for at least a month, much to Kyle's delight.

We flew back to Los Angeles in his private jet and drove straight to his house or our house should I say?He claimed it was safer and he could take better care of me there.I think it was mainly because his studio was there and he would make sure I didn't sneak off to the office.

He hadgot a whole new wardrobe to save me from having to move my stuff from New York.I thought it was a total waste of money but he boasted that he could afford it.

Kyle's manager Michael had announced that Kyle's net worth had increased considerably over the year.He was now officially a billionaire. He workedhard and I was so proud of him.

We had to postpone our honeymoon until he tied up a few loose ends with work. So I decided to work from home for the time being.

Rita and James always flew down on the weekends and we would all hang out.Andrew would come at least once a week and bring me up to speed with work.

We had endorsed Kyle's clothing line a few months ago and he was offered leading roles and was sort after by legendary film producers.He would start shooting his next movie end of the year.He had turned in to a top model as well and almost everyone wanted a piece of him.His album was still holding a spot in the charts and was stuck in the top ten. His career was at it's peak. He was on top of his game.

He was invited to so many interviews and shows. He never failed to make mention of his lovely, supportive wife and gushed about how much he loved her.His fans loved him. The cameras loved him and his wife loved him the most.

But in the midst of all that he always made time for me. I never once felt neglected. I always felt loved and protected. He was such an affectionate and attentive husband.

I was lying on the couch busy working on my laptop and I smiled as I heard him come in.

"Babe! Where are you?." He called out and threw his keys on the side table as usual.

"I'm in the sitting room husband," I shouted back.

He walked in looking so fresh. No matter what he wore he managed to look effortlessly hot, even in just a simple t-shirt and jeans.I still got butterflies whenever I saw him. This was love.

"Hey gorgeous," he leaned over and trailed kisses down my neck.

He took my laptop out of my hands and put it on the side table. The he aligned his body with mine and continued to trail hot kisses on my neck.

"Hmmm someone's hungry.." I teased.

"Is it a bad thing that I find my wife desirable?" He whispered into my lips and continued to torture my senses.

"Only because your wife thinks you're the sexiest man alive," my breathing hitched.

"So why won't you let me?" He sat up abruptly and straddled me. His skinny jeans accentuated his muscular thighs.

I narrowed my brows and pursed my lips.

"Don't look confused babe. I've noticed that you cringe every time I try to take it further with you.. Is it because of my inexperience?" He looked hurt.

"Don't be ridiculous," I sighed.He had just killed the mood.

"Then what is it Maya?" He persisted. "Help me understand why-my wife won't allow me to make love to her?"

"It's complicated-"

"No I'm not going to accept that this time," he hopped over me and sat back on the couch.

"Babe- I'm your husband.. we need to be able to talk about this," he held my hands and looked me straight in the eye.

"I've been so patient. I've tried to be understanding but we can't go on like this." He shook his head.

"I know I'm still a virgin and inexperienced but at some point I thought we would move past it. And I know we were both too busy before or too tired or whatever- but what is standing in our why now huh?"

"I want you Maya. I want you so badly it hurts.I need to feel you. To touch you until you beg for it. I want to feel your nails dig into my back. I want to hear you scream my name in abandonment-damn I want to scream your name..I want all that and more..don't you?" He brushed my cheek with his hand.

I leaned into his touch and sighed.

"Talk to me babe. Tell me please?" He pleaded.

"I do-want all that but it's just that-" I looked aside.

"Its just that I think you don't find me attractive after-" I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"Tell me,"he held my face gently between his hands. His eyes intense.

"After you found me..I don't like it that you saw me like that..helpless, covered in dirt and lying in my own.." The words wouldn't come out.

"Babe!" He crushed me against his chest.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"You need to stop apologizing unnecessarily.Please?" He smiled and put his forehead against mine.

"I had no idea that's how you felt babe.Why didn't you say something?Did I ever make you feel that way? Did I do something or say something?" He asked concerned.

"No. Never." I put my hands on his chest. "You've been great.More than greet actually." I mumbled.

"Okay.. I'm going to say this as many times as necessary-until it sinks into your beautiful head." He grinned.

"Amaya Walsh-Kinley.My lovely wife.Love of my life.My heartbeat.I love you-more than is humanly possible.I married you because I can't see myself with anybody else but you.I find you immensely attractive and sexy and beautiful- even more when you wake up in the morning."

I laughed and tried not to blush but failed dismally.

"I would find you attractive even if you wore a sack. Even better if you decided to run around naked," we laughed.

"I will still find you sexy when we're old and grey. In fact there's never a time I didn't feel attracted to you. I will always love you no matter what babe. No amount of dirt will ever change that." We laughed.

"Showering and bathing with you has been absolute torture and I've come very close to nearly raping my own wife!"

"You're dirty, nasty man!" I swatted his shoulder and he laughed.

"I want you Maya. I need you babe. All of you..every delectable inch.." his eyes clouded with lust.

"Okay okay. I get it," I blushed bright red.

"Good. So now that we're on the same page.. I just wanted to casually mention that I've been practicing Kama Sutra.." He sucked my earlobe and I melted.

"Well..we don't want all that knowledge to go to waste now do we..?"I trailed a finger down his chest.

"I like the way you think babe," he whispered as he lifted me off the couch andrushed us up to the bedroom...