Boomerang Love

Brendan pulled away from Naomi after giving her a torrid smooch.

Naomi lifted her hand and smacked him on his chest twice. "I've already agreed to stay far away from him.

"What the hell were you doing? Who said that you could kiss me? We haven't cleared up how you screwed me last night."

In retrospect, despite being married for over two years, they hadn't even had their wedding reception. That made Naomi upset. That was why she treated him so indifferently earlier.

Brendan started, "We are a family. Tonight..."

Naomi didn't let him finish his sentence. She backed away from his arms swiftly and plopped herself on the bed. "I'm sleepy. Let's talk about this another time."

Brendan saw that she was lying in bed and being imprudent. He rolled up the sleeves on his shirt. He lifted his foot and gave her a couple of nudges.

"Are you that confident that you'll be able to conceive with just one shot, Naomi? Are you sure you don't want to take a double shot to improve your chances?"

Naomi lay on her side as she stared at Brendan for a while. While he unbuckled the belt around his waist, she got out of bed. She tugged him by the collar and led him into the bathroom.

Brendan staggered behind her. After he regained his balance, he asked, "What are you doing?"

She replied, "Having a wash before getting my booster shots!"

They had already slept together. If she was still unable to bear a child, last night's shots would have been for nothing. She would also feel like she was jinxed.

Whatever it was, she figured that she'd think about it after she was really pregnant.

The bathroom door was slammed shut. Brendan lowered his eyes to look at Naomi. He smiled kindly.

He cocked his head from side to side. He questioned, "Are you sure about that?"

She was the type of person who always made sure that she was never at a loss. She believed that efforts should be rewarded.

Brendan yielded to that. If he hadn't provoked her with his words, she would probably already be fast asleep by now. She wouldn't be presenting with such vigor.

In response to Brendan's doubt, Naomi wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm inviting you in tonight. Help yourself."

Just like that, Brendan studiéd Naomi for a while. Following that, he picked her up and headed for the shower.

The duo tangoed from the bathroom to the bedroom from 11:00 pm till almost 1:00 am. Naomi really couldn't endure it. She gave Brendan two gentle pushes and told him that she was nearly done.

He went in with a final spurt and release before letting her go.

Brendan sat up on the bed. The moon shone brightly out the window. He took a glance at the traces of their love, as evidenced by the chaotic state of their bed. He lifted his hand and pushed back the strands of hair on her face.

He asked, "Can I take a smoke?"

Naomi remained sprawled on the bed. Without moving an inch, she looked at him with her eyes half-open. "Go ahead."

Brendan retrieved a cigarette and lighter from beside him, and lit up a cigarette for himself. Moments later, rings of smoke drifted through the air in the room.

He looked down at Naomi and inquired, "Are you satisfied with how it went tonight?"

She was the one who invited him in tonight. So, he was not in a hurry. Not only did he give her sufficient foreplay, she even came twice then.

Initially, she wasn't willing to continue since she had already been satisfied. In the end, he resorted to coercion and lured her by saying that she would feel even more comfortable after.

During the subsequent round, it was no exaggeration to say that he had pushed her to tears.

Brendan was pretty satisfied with his own performance tonight.

He would either not do it with her or if he did, he would make her satiated. He would lay with her until she only had eyes for him and not anyone else.

As a response, Naomi fumbled around the bedside table in a daze. She found two dollars. She handed them to him and said, "It was alright. Here's a tip for you." NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Brendan stared at the two dollars that she had given him. His facen turned glum. "I've worked hard for over two hours. Are you dismissing me with only two dollars?"

Naomi looked up at him. "What else do you expect? How much do you think you're worth?"

Brendan wasn't pleased with what he heard. He put out the cigarette in his hand, threw the covers off her, and made his way into her.

His friskiness made her drowsiness vanish in a flash. She resisted him and exclaimed, "It's the middle of the night. You'd better know when to stop! Plus, I'm sure that I'm all bruised."

Brendan replied, "Let me have a look."