Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 141

RYAN

After landing in Canada, I couldn't wait to see my wife and kids. It had been a month since I last saw them, and I missed them dearly. On my way home, I made a quick stop at a florist shop to pick up some flowers for Lily, and I also grabbed some chocolates for the boys. By the time I finally arrived home, it was late in the evening. I knew I wouldn't see the boys because they would already be asleep. As I stepped into the living room, I noticed the central light was turned off, leaving the room softly lit by a few small lamps. I also caught the flicker of red lights coming from the dining area.

Smiling to myself, I slowly ambled toward the dining area, my heart beating a little faster with each step. As I turned the corner, the sight that greeted me was one I would never tire of: the most beautiful woman in the world, my wife, standing beside the table.

She was draped in a stunning red nightwear that clung to her curves in a way that made my breath catch. The fabric left just enough to the imagination, with a teasing glimpse of her cleavage visible, but she had wrapped herself in a robe, no doubt to maintain some modesty in case the boys happened to wander in.

"Hello..." I whispered, my voice coming out breathless as I closed the distance between us.

Without a second thought, I dropped the chocolates and the flowers onto the table, reaching out to pull her into my arms.

"I've missed you so much," I murmured as I buried my face in the crook of her neck, breathing in the intoxicating fragrance that was uniquely hers.

The scent of her skin, the softness of her body pressed against mine-it was like a drug to me, something I could never get enough of.

I was hopelessly addicted to my wife, and I wasn't the least bit ashamed to admit it.

"I've missed you too," she whispered against my neck, pressing a soft kiss there before pulling back to look at me. Her eyes roamed over me with concern. "You've lost some weight," she remarked, taking a small step back to get a better view.

"I've been busy," I admitted, my voice filled with a bit of exhaustion. "Crazy busy. And I've been missing my family a whole lot. Of course I'd lose some weight." I reached down, picking up the bouquet of flowers I had brought for her and handing it over. "What do you think? You like them?"

She took the flowers with a smile, bringing them close to her nose and inhaling deeply. "They smell lovely," she said, her eyes closing for a moment as she savored the fragrance.

I couldn't help but let my gaze drift over her, taking in the sight of her in that red nightwear, my eyes lingering on the enticing curve of her cleavage. "I can think of something that smells even better," I teased, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.

Lily flushed, her cheeks staining a soft pink as she giggled. "Let's have dinner first," she suggested, her voice warm and inviting. "I took my time to make it."

"Of course," I nodded, moving to pull out her chair. I waited until she was comfortably seated before taking my own seat across from her. "But after dinner," I added with a playful glint in my eye, "we are most definitely moving on to dessert."

She grinned at me, batting her lashes playfully. "Definitely. I didn't buy new lingerie just for you to admire them from a distance."

to get my heart racing. "Shall we start with a toast, then?" I suggested, and she nodded in agreement. I reached for the bottle of

a hopefully perfect marriage," she replied, her tone light

couldn't help but frown at her

perfect, Ryan," she explained, her voice calm. "A perfect marriage is

the blue. "I'm not going to pretend I understand

hope that we'll continue to grow even stronger in the future." "Right," I replied, trying to

the conversation to a topic I knew would brighten her mood-her work. I always loved hearing her talk passionately about what she loved doing. "How's work going?" I asked, watching her closely as she lifted her head and blinked at me. "Were you able to

cute way it did when she was annoyed. "I don't have any plans to smooth things over with him," she muttered. "He's the one who embarrassed me, so

guard. "What did he say to you?" I asked, a bit confused. No one gets to insult my wife, not even

shrugged slightly, looking somewhat frustrated. "Well, he pointed out the obvious, but I hate that he did

to gently squeeze her hand, which was resting on the table. "The offer to have

don't trust you and Angelo

"If you change your mind,

I swept her up in my arms and carried her upstairs to our bedroom. I made sure to lock

moment the door clicked shut, I pressed my lips to hers with a fervor that showed just how much I'd missed her. I couldn't get enough

robe, revealing a sheer nightdress that left little to the imagination. My eyes traced her exposed form, and the realization that she had been completely naked beneath that

on her. I swept her up into my arms and carried her to the bed. As she bounced onto the mattress, I tugged at the sleeves of her

down for

she moaned, her

the warmth and softness of

was so intense it nearly drove me to the brink of madness.

her entrance. I moved slowly, inching forward with deliberate care, causing both of

a dreamy

both. "Does that feel good?" I whispered againsther lips, searching for her response. She nodded in agreement, but needed her to express it verbally Use your words, baby," I instructed, my voice rough

hips moving eagerly to meet my thrusts

hand, I let the other roam to her breast. My thumb gently flicked her nipple, each touch causing her to moan even louder with pleasure. As

her hand and held it above her head,

thrust into her with increasing intensity, my hand abandoned her breast and slid down to her clit,