"What I said today didn't have any other meaning. You know my intentions; I never meant to marry more women. Don't overthink it..."
"Aren't you just saying I can't satisfy you? You want it seven or eight times a night, and I can't handle that," she said softly.
Her hair was so long it was inconvenient to manage. If it weren't for this man, she would have cut it all off long ago. She gathered her hair to her chest and dried it bit by bit.
He came over, leaned down, and kissed her round shoulder. "It's because it's you that I have this desire, so much so that I want to die inside you! You're my first woman and my only one! During those years you were gone, I didn't touch any other woman. I married you and brought you back, but it wasn't entirely for sex."
"Then why did you marry me?"
