[BL] A Marriage Ruled by Family, Saved by Desire Chapter 90: Finally Home Don’t Hold Back Tonight

~Alistair’s POV~

We were going ho to eat, fuck, and sleep peacefully, for the first ti in a month.

Honestly... nothing could feel better than that.

Alex kept smiling, his eyes fixed on the road as he drove faster, a new kind of focus in his expression.

We both knew... the mont we stepped through those doors, everything would finally be ours again.

As soon as the car ca to a stop in the driveway, I didn’t even wait for Alex to turn off the engine.

I stepped out first, the cool night air brushing against my face as I stood there, waiting for him, my heart racing with excitent.

When he finally stepped out, he reached for my hand, our fingers locking together as we hurried toward the front door.

The mont we stepped into the living room, the familiar scent of our ho wrapped around , grounding in a way I hadn’t felt in weeks.

I didn’t go for the bags. I went straight to the bar.

I grabbed a bottle and two glasses, and Alex took them from as we headed upstairs.

Instead of going to bed, I went straight to the balcony and pushed open the sliding door.

I stepped out into the night and shouted at the top of my lungs,

"I’m back ho! I’m back in my husband’s house!"

I couldn’t help it. The excitent was too much.

Alex joined on the balcony, a soft, relieved smile on his face as he poured the drinks.

We sat down together, the cool glasses in our hands, looking out at the quiet street.

"Oh my goodness," I murmured, taking a long sip. "I never actually imagined I’d be back here tonight. It feels so good, Alex. It feels so damn good."

"I’m happy too, Alis," Alex said, his voice dropping into a more serious tone. He set his glass down and looked at intently. "But baby, there’s a conversation we need to have. I want us to talk about sothing before we do anything else."

I shook my head and reached out, gently stroking his arm.

"No, baby... not now. This isn’t the ti for serious talk. Let’s just celebrate first."

"Alis, please," Alex insisted, his gaze unwavering. "We need to talk first. What I have to say is very, very important, and I want to make sure we discuss it before we get caught up in everything else and forget."

"Okay, Daddy," I said softly, setting my glass down and giving him my full attention. "Let’s talk about it."

Alex reached out, taking both of my hands in his. His expression was so serious.

"First, I want to apologize for everything we’ve gone through in this marriage," he said quietly. "I promised to protect you, to keep you safe with ... but I didn’t do that the way I should have."

He tightened his hold on my hands.

"It’s not because I didn’t want to. I just... found it hard to stand against my mother. I’ve always respected her, and that made hesitate."

He looked straight into my eyes.

"I’m sorry, Alis."

I stared at him for a mont. "Hey..." I said softly, squeezing his hands. "Don’t do that to yourself."

I shook my head slowly.

"You didn’t fail , Alex. We were both fighting sothing bigger than us. And I saw you trying... even when it was hard for you. I chose to stay knowing who your mother is. So don’t carry all the bla like it’s only yours."

I lifted one hand to his face. "What matters is that you’re here now. That you didn’t give up on us."

I gave him a small smile.

"And that’s enough for ."

"Alis, listen to . I know you’ve endured staying here because you love being around family, but I’ve made my plans. I’ve made up my mind."

"Made up your mind on what?" I asked.

"After our wedding... I want us to move back abroad."

I blinked, surprised. "But Alex... your mom has—"

"Will you listen first?" He asked gently.

"Okay, baby. I’m sorry," I murmured, leaning closer.

"My mother has finally accepted you," he continued, "but the safest place for us is still far from her influence. We can always co back to visit, but staying this close to her..."

He paused, choosing his words carefully.

"I’m not saying she’ll go back to how she was, but it’s not a risk I want to take again."

He looked at .

"I want us to move back abroad. Just us... where we can be at peace."

I went quiet for a mont, letting his words settle.

The thought of living freely again, without anyone judging us, felt like a dream co true.

"If that’s what you’ve decided," I said softly, "then I’m with you. Anywhere you are... that’s ho."

"Wait... there’s more," Alex said, a faint, playful glint in his eyes.

"While we’re planning the wedding, we’ll also be preparing to leave. Quietly."

He leaned a little closer.

"We won’t tell my mother we’re leaving for good. I’ll tell my father the truth... but to her, it’s just a honeymoon. A long trip. We’ll say we’re going away to spend ti together and that we’ll be back in a few weeks or months."

He sighed and rested his forehead against mine.

"If she hears I’m leaving for good, she might think I don’t trust her... and I don’t want to start any more problems," he said quietly.

"I just want things to be peaceful between us from now on."

"You’ve thought this through well," I said, my hands sliding up to his shoulders. "Going back abroad is a great idea. We can fly back whenever we miss ho. I just want to be wherever you are. If you’re there, I’m there."

"Thank you so much, baby," he murmured, kissing my forehead.

"Is that all?" I asked softly, my voice lowering as I looked at him.

"That’s all for now, baby," he replied.

I stood up imdiately, but I didn’t go for the bags. Instead, I walked into the room and grabbed the toys we hadn’t used in a while, the ones that always turned our bedroom into sothing far more exciting.

I stepped back to the balcony doorway, holding them loosely in my hand, a teasing smile playing on my lips as I looked at him.

"Okay, Daddy," I said, my eyes dark with desire. "The talk is over. Now, co inside and fuck ."

I didn’t wait for him to respond. I turned and headed for the bed, trailing my fingers along the wall, knowing exactly how much I was driving him crazy. After a month of starvation, without the kind of sex that truly satisfies , I was finally ready to be filled until I couldn’t scream anymore.

I climbed slowly onto the silk sheets, my eyes locked on Alex as he stepped into the room. I didn’t rush. I wanted him to see every inch of what he’d been missing. With a slow, deliberate tug, I pulled my shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor. My hands traced down my own chest, my thumbs grazing my nipples as I watched his breath hitch.

I reached for the toy the sleek vibrator we kept for nights like this. I turned it on, the low hum filling the quiet room. I didn’t use it on my cock first; instead, I ran the buzzing tip over my collarbone, then down to my nipples, teasing the peaks until they were hard and ready.

"Watch , Daddy," I murmured, my voice thick with a month’s worth of wanting.

I slid my pants down, kicking them away until I was completely exposed. I picked up the small, weighted plug, the cool tal glistening under the dim lights. I didn’t just put it in; I brought it to my lips, slowly licking the tip, my eyes never leaving Alex. Then, tilted my back, I reached down and slowly, agonizingly, slid it inside myself. The fullness made gasp, my toes curling into the mattress.

I wasn’t done. I took the vibrator again, pressing the humming head against the very tip of my cock, then dragging it down the shaft to my sensitive underside. I let out a low, broken moan, my hips beginning to roll of their own accord. I was playing with myself right in front of him, my skin flushed and slick, looking every bit as desperate and naughty as I felt.

Alex watched , his gaze fixed on my hand as I reached out to cup the growing hardness of his cock through his pants.

"I’ve been so hungry for you," I groaned, my head falling back as the sensation sent a sharp rush through my body. "Co here and take what’s yours. Co fuck , Alex. I need you deep inside right now."

I spread my legs wide, letting him take in the view of exactly what he was about to eat raw.

Alex buried his head between my thighs, bypasssing my cock to go straight for my entrance. The mont his mouth hit , I let out a loud, broken moan. I could see the predatory darkness in his eyes and the way his jaw remained clenched even as he sucked . The sound of his satisfied groans against my skin was enough to make my craving for him unbearable.

"Yes, Daddy..."