Second Marriage: My Strongest Bodyguard

When he had put Calvin to sleep, then ate and drank the medicine, Dean just sat on the edge of the bed with his body propped on a pile of pillows. He waited for Bryana who was caring for Aidyn who was going to sleep. the man couldn't do much, didn't even take a shower because his hand still hurt and hurt from moving too much.

"Huh, who ordered those damn thugs? Jill always accuses Alex who doesn't seem involved at all. I'm sick of those who always disturb the peace of my family!" Dean chuckled, glancing at his arm which was wrapped in a thick bandage because the wound was quite deep.

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Dean turned his head towards the open door because Bryana came in and closed the door again. "Is Aidyn asleep yet?" he asked.

"He fell asleep quickly. He seems tired because he's been with us for a long time," Bryana replied as she walked over to Dean. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring sadly at her husband who looked disheveled and dull. "Do you want to take a shower?" She asked.

"I want to take a shower because I haven't showered since this morning," Dean replied then glanced at his hand sadly. "But my hands...."

"Then I'll help you shower," Bryana said with a warm smile. even though she was annoyed that Dean was defending Alex, she couldn't help but care about him who was unable to do many things.

"You haven't showered since," said Dean, looking at Bryana who was still wearing the same clothes since this morning.

"Then we shower together," said Bryana with a smile. "I'll prepare warm water."

Dean smirked, then got up from the bed following Bryana walking to the bathroom. it seems that bathing together is something that promises to be a pleasure, but unfortunately, the injured hand makes it impossible to take the opportunity to make love.

After preparing warm water, Bryana came out of the bathroom wearing a red bathrobe, while Dena was waiting for her in the walk-in closet room wearing only a white waist-length towel.

"Shall we take a bath?" asked Dean.

"Yes. It's been a long time we haven't bathed together, right?" Bryana replied then pulled Dean to immediately go to the bathroom. She pulled the left hand because the right hand was injured and should not be exposed to water.

"Honey," Dean called.

"What?" Bryana said as she took off the towel worn by Dean so that his manhood was visible in a half tense state.

Dean looked down at Bryan who was so concerned. "You're not angry anymore?"

"I can't be mad at you. You know that, right?" Bryana back to stand up.

Dean nodded then immediately entered the bathtub which was already filled with warm water. He entered the water carefully, with his right hand extended to the wall of the bathtub so as not to get hit by the water.

Bryana took off her bathrobe, then put it on the available clothes hanger. She turned to look at Dean who was leaning in silence staring at her intensely.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked.

"You're hot," Dean replied.

Bryana smiled crookedly, then plunged herself into the bathtub facing Dean." aren't you used to seeing my body?"

"And I never get tired of seeing your sexy body." Dean reached out his left hand, touching Bryana's chest which was glistening with water. He squeezed the source of his son's milk.

Bryana took a sponge to a nearby sink, then gave him liquid soap which is available in a mini dispenser shaped like a clear tube. She began to rub Dean's chest to shoulders very gently until the foam began to spread evenly.

There was a moment of silence as Bryana focused on rubbing Dean's body. while Dean looked at Bryana who was so sexy in front of him. Their bodies were both naked and partly shiny in the water. It's very tempting and exciting.

"Honey," Dean called.

"What?"

"I want you," Dean replied then straightened himself. He reached his hand into the water looking for something under Bryana's body.

"We can't do that. Your hand hurts." Bryana continued her activities rubbing Dean's stomach but her concentration began to be disturbed because she felt something enter her lower body which made her moaned. "Don't provoke me."

"I think making love without using the right hand is not a problem. So, let me enter you now," Dean shouted, playing with his finger on Bryana's sensitive area.

"No. I don't want to take the risk." Bryana immediately removed Dean's left hand from her lower body. "Let me satisfy you."

Bryana switched to rubbing Dean's legs until it stopped in the middle of his crotch, then threw the sponge in any direction. She held her husband's cock, which was slippery because of the water mixed with soap, then massaged it.

Dean began to moan in pleasure with his face looking restless because his breath was starting to become unstable due to his manly pleasure. His left hand reached into the water and again looked for Bryana's sensitive parts but was immediately prevented.

"You shut up. don't touch me because tonight the only one who has to be satisfied is you," Bryana series pushed Dean's hand away. "Let me satisfy you."

Dean sighed, could only resignedly stare at Bryana who slowly gave a lick to a very stiff manly, showing muscles that symbolized his might. He groaned in pleasure as he looked up at the bathroom ceiling which was a black ceiling.

Bryana continued to lick while massaging Dean's cock harder and faster. She enjoyed the activity, occasionally glancing at her husband who was already enjoying so much that his body seemed to tremble.

"Honey...Kiss me!" exclaimed Dean, his voice heavy with pleasure.

Bryana also straightened her sitting position, then leaned in to kiss Dean's lips while continuing to massage his manhood so quickly. The slippery conditions made her also feel like massaging his manhood while kissing.

"Ugh...!" Dean began to stiffen all over while continuing to kiss Bryana's lips until the liquid of his passion just gushed into Bryana's stomach. He breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back against the bathtub wall.

"How, isn't that enough to satisfy you?" Bryana asked with an exasperated smile at Dean.

Dean just nodded with a sad look, reaching out his hand to brush Bryana's slightly messy hair. "If I wasn't in pain, I'd be more comfortable for you. Sorry for not being able to repay you tonight."

"That's not a problem. The most important thing is that you are comfortable." Bryana washed the area of ​​her stomach that was exposed to Dean's passionate liquid.

Dean nodded. "Now I'm very sleepy."

"Oh, then we finish this bathing activity and go to sleep," said Bryana, then rubbed Dean's body again until his own body, then threw away the water that had been mixed with the soap. she replaced the water with clean water and washed her body and her husband clean and was very careful not to get her husband's injured right arm in the water.