Chapter 255 - The Comeback (15): Exercise

By the time KJ woke up the next day, it was already noon. It took him a while to realize that the sun was shining brightly through the large window. Flashes of some very e.r.o.t.i.c scenes were playing in his head. His dazed mind tried to recall if they were real or a dream? 

It was a good dream, he smiled lazily and turned over only to realize that something heavy was hugging his waist. A whiff of strawberries made him slightly frown. 

He opened his eyes to find Mirae sleeping soundly while clutching him possessively. Their legs were tangled together and they were both n.a.k.e.d under the blanket. Her pale skin was full of red love bites. 

KJ had to blink several times to realize the reality. Last night was not a dream! They had really consummated! 

His mind was exploding into sheer happiness as he hugged his wife tightly. She let out a small m.o.a.n before settling comfortably into his arms, snuggling closer. 

He had really tired her out. They had made love until dawn, losing all sense of time. It was almost 5 AM before exhaustion dawned on Mirae and she passed out in his arms. 

He was looking at the sleeping form of his wife, lovingly moving locks of hair from her face. She looked so innocent and peaceful in her sleep. Her small figure curled up against his chest as if he was a comfortable pillow. 

KJ quietly untangled himself from her grasp. He picked up a paper and pen to leave her a note that he was off to fetch her some food. Trying not to wake her up, he put on a pair of pajamas and his shirt before exiting the room to prepare breakfast for his wife. 

Mirae's eyes fluttered open a few minutes later. She sleepily tried to cuddle closer to KJ only to find his side of the bed empty. Instead there was a note written on it that he was off to bring her breakfast. She smiled lazily as the events of the night ran through her mind, making her blush. 

Last night was a beautifully passionate moment for them. No matter how many times they did it, they could not have had enough of each other. Even thinking about how many times he made her come was making her feel embarrassed. 

She tried to get up but winced. Her lower area was aching with pain. KJ was a monster in bed and surpassed even her own energy. True to his promise, he did not let her rest all night as they rode each other continuously. She did not mind though; they were just inseparable. 

Mirae slowly got up, wincing a little as she looked around for something to cover herself up. She found KJ's bathrobe on the floor. She picked it up and wore it. 

It was several inches too big for her. She did not realize it before but KJ had a very large and muscular build. The bathrobe kept on slipping off her shoulders but it had his musky cinnamon scent. She sniffed his enchanting essence, blushing harder. This man was hers. The Nation's Idol was wholly hers. A wide smile spread on her face as she thought about him. 

"Let's be happy forever, hubby," she mumbled as she adjusted the bathrobe to sniff his enticing scent more. 

"What are you doing?" 

Mirae turned around to see KJ standing at the door, carrying a breakfast tray. 

"I-I…" Mirae stammered, blushing furiously. KJ set the tray on a coffee table and walked towards his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist. 

"What were you doing, wifey?" he asked softly. His s.e.xy deep voice was making her shiver in delight. 

"I like your scent," she admitted, feeling shy. KJ smirked at her, holding her tightly. He was leaning closer to her. Mirae shut her eyes, waiting for the kiss but he put a strawberry in her mouth. 

"Breakfast time," he winked, enjoying her mortified reaction. Mirae pouted and followed him to the couch. He had prepared French Toast with perfectly made Omelettes and Pistachio Muffins. A freshly squeezed glass of Orange Juice lay right next to the tray. 

She dug into the food immediately. Mirae had to admit that KJ's cooking skills were exceptional. There was nothing he could not cook but he himself ate very little. She was done halfway through her omelette when she noticed that KJ was eating nothing but a protein bar. She took a toast in her hand and held it up in front of him. 

"Eat," she said. 

"I'm on a diet," he stated but Mirae was not having it. She had noticed he was barely eating well. 

"Screw diet!" she snapped. "If you don't eat well, I'll be worried." 

"I think my fans will get a little pissed if I gain weight before my comeback," he laughed. 

"I'll just make you exercise more," Mirae said, picking up a muffin. 

"I do like the idea of exercise," KJ said flirtatiously. He pulled her so fast that she fell onto his lap. Catching her by surprise, he leaned close to her ears and whispered, "Will you be my personal trainer?" 

He licked her earlobe, causing her to purr. 

"Sure," she whispered back. "I'll be very thorough though." 

Her hand was exploring his arms, tracing the muscles. He was grazing her neck, leaving a tickling sensation on her everywhere his lips touched. 

"Will you be wearing that pink negligee?" he challenged her, imagining many naughty scenarios in his head as his hands moved along her smooth calve. 

Mirae gasped as his fingers began to play around her honeypot. 

"I'll wear nothing at all," she breathed. His fingers felt good as he touched her, gently rubbing the soft skin of her core. Before he could dip it into her, she stopped him. 

"But hubby, you'll be late for work," she told him teasingly. "You have a schedule in an hour and a half."

KJ groaned as Mirae laughed and got off his lap. "Go and earn money," she giggled. 

But her husband let out a sigh. He wanted to stay home and be with her but the darned comeback was looming on his head like a sword. Once it was over, he was going on a month long holiday with his wife during which they would be shut inside their bedroom all the time. 

Mirae patted his cheek in pity. "Don't worry," she said. "I'll give you a special treat after the comeback. Now go and take a shower. You gotta get ready." 

"Alright," KJ conceded. 

Mirae watched him heading for his closet. He was picking up his shirt and pants when he had a mischievous idea in his head. He went into the bathroom and stripped completely when he called out, "Mirae, I think I left my towel outside!" 

"I'll get it," she replied. Mirae picked up his towel from his closet and headed for the bathroom. She knocked on the door and said, "Here it is." 

Suddenly, she felt her hand being grabbed and she was pulled inside. 

"What the-" 

But her cries were shut out by his lips as he attacked her lips. "I think we need to do some morning exercise first," he whispered against her lips. 

Mirae smiled widely as he disrobed her and pulled her into the shower with him.