Chapter 442 Relive the Romance
David's mom, Jolin Young, stood up. "We're getting old. You kids should make your own choices. We won't interfere anymore."
"But you two aren't getting any younger. If you want to stay together, you should think about getting married soon. Don't wait too long."
Jolin helped Gareth to his feet, and they left together.
David held Sarah's hand as they stood at the door, watching his parents leave.
They went back to the living room and sat on the couch. David gently wrapped his arms around Sarah.
"Sarah, did you hear what my parents just said? They're okay with us being together! You don't have any reason to leave me now!"
Sarah leaned into his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist, and nodded softly. "Yeah, I heard. We can finally be together openly."
David rested his chin on Sarah's head. "Sarah, don't feel any pressure, okay? I want to be with you because I love you. I love not just your body, but your soul."
"I love all of you. As long as I can be with you, I'll do anything. We don't need a perfect sex life. The connection of our souls is what matters most, right?"
Sarah, hidden from his view, shed silent tears. "Thank you, babe. You make me feel alive again."
She stood up and took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.
"Babe, our souls have reunited after so long. Shouldn't we have a drink to celebrate?"
David smiled and stood up. "Absolutely. I'll get the glasses."
After Sarah had left, David always felt an emptiness when he returned home.
It was so unbearable that he preferred staying in hotels rather than coming back to a house without her, so he had dismissed all the household staff.
Since Sarah's return, they only hired a part-time cleaner for housekeeping and meal preparation, without employing a full-time maid.
Today, they hadn't called ahead, so the cleaner hadn't come.
There wasn't much to eat in the kitchen. Sarah ordered some fried chicken delivery, and David made an omelet.
They shared these simple dishes and drank an entire bottle of red wine.
Sarah was already a bit tipsy. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were hazy, as if covered by a thin mist. She looked at David with clear desire in her eyes.
David looked at her with concern. "Babe, you're drunk. Let me help you to bed. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll stay with you."
He had also drunk quite a bit and was a little unsteady as he stood up. He put Sarah's arm around his neck and carried her, somewhat awkwardly, to the bedroom.
As they reached their bed, David stumbled, causing Sarah to fall onto the bed with a thud.
Sarah let out a muffled groan.
David immediately sobered up and rushed to her side. "Babe, are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
Sarah, eyes closed, smiled and shook her head. "I'm fine. More than fine."
She reached out, hooked her arm around David's neck, and pulled his head down. Their lips met in a passionate kiss.
She whispered in his ear, "Babe, you wanna taste the drunk me?"
David's Adam's apple bobbed noticeably. He replied with restraint, "Sweetheart, you're tired today. You should rest. We're not in a hurry..."
Before he could finish, Sarah had already pushed him onto the bed and straddled him.
"But I want to taste the drunk you," she said, her eyes hazy with intoxication. She began unbuttoning David's shirt, kissing his chest as she went.
David's hands clenched into tight fists. He was trying to control himself.
He feared that Sarah was just acting on a whim. He couldn't bear the thought of her tears; seeing her cry would break his heart.
But Sarah was completely drunk. She quickly stripped off her clothes and yanked off David's belt, about to pull down his pants.
David immediately grabbed her hand. His breathing was heavy. "Sarah, don't."
His voice was hoarse.
Sarah brushed his hand away, looking displeased. "You don't want to, but I do! You're being naughty!"
With that, she lightly slapped his hip.
David's heart raced. He wanted Sarah to stop to avoid her getting upset later, but he also secretly hoped she would continue.
Maybe, if she was drunk, she could overcome her inner barriers?
David's anticipation grew stronger.
Sarah had already pulled off David's pants.
His penis was straining against his underwear, standing tall.
David turned his head slightly, not daring to look.
To his surprise, his beloved wife had already lowered her head and gently held his penis in her hand.
David closed his eyes and exhaled softly.
The next second, his eyes flew open, and he couldn't help but cry out, "Ah~"
Sarah had removed his underwear and slowly took his penis into her mouth, moving up and down.
David hadn't had sex in so long; he couldn't withstand such stimulation.
Fearing he would climax too soon, he quickly took control, holding Sarah and pressing her beneath him. He found her entrance and thrust in, moving vigorously.
Sarah's voice was almost a sob.
David, still moving, asked, "What's wrong, babe? Are you uncomfortable? Do you need me to stop?"
Sarah, crying and moaning, shook her head. "No! No! Don't stop! Don't! Babe, I want you! Just like this, do me hard. I've wanted this for so long."
Her tears and moans spurred David on. He soon felt immense pleasure within her.
The sensation surged from his feet to his head, almost exploding.
In the final moments, he remembered not to let Sarah get pregnant, so he quickly withdrew and released his seed onto the sheets.
Breathing heavily, he held Sarah and kissed her contentedly.
"Babe, did we do it? Babe, I'm so happy. I can finally have you again. Are you happy?"
But there was no response from beside him.
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