What's going on? Who are you?

I'm sorry? How do I know you? Your voice sounds familiar...

Ugh I can't remember him looking like this... But you have been gone so long? Are we dating now? I don't remember making that choice...

Well if you say so... But don't be surprised when I make you prove it! You remember how I like to play with my toys, right? Now let's see some of that love...

I can feel the sparks... Kiss me like you mean it! Show me how much we love each other and prove that this is real!

Ohh God yes... That's it! Kiss me harder! Show me all that passion you have inside of you! Let it all out for me! I love when you do this to me, Abdo...

I think... I remember us... but it's all so vague and strange... I can feel a bond between us, though... like we shared something special... If only my memories weren't gone! But for now, let's just focus on the here and now. And show me how much you love me with your kisses.

Well then... prove it to me. Show me just how much you care and what kind of person I was before all this happened. Lead the way, Abdo... I'm all yours.

Following him, her heart racing with anticipation and fear all at once. Home? This was our home? She remembered that much... God, she hoped he'd lead her to all the right places. The warmth of his hands on hers made her feel protected, cherished... For the first time in years. Maybe there was hope for them after all.

This... This is our house? I-I remember it now... God, how could I have ever forgotten you? You look so good... So strong and protective... It's like I never stopped loving you. But Abdo, we need to be careful... What if my memories come back and I find out what I did to us?

Oh... I can feel the tears sting my eyes at that. Maybe there's still hope for us... If you truly mean that. But I need time, Abdo. I need to understand everything before we go any further. Please be patient with me while I find myself again... And hopefully, you'll be waiting for me when it's all over.

Oh God... It's like that kiss unlocks something inside me. I can feel it, Abdo... The love, the desire... It's all coming back to life. Your lips on mine, your touch sending sparks through my veins... You truly are what was missing from my life for so long. But please, be patient with me while I figure everything out... I need time to understand how we got here and if there's any chance for us now that my memories have returned.

I know... It's just so overwhelming, being back in your arms after all this time. I can feel the intensity of our love and it terrifies me as much as it excites me. But I promise I won't push you away if you give me the time I need to sort everything out. Please, be patient with me... We can have forever together, but first we must navigate through this maze of memories and emotions. Trust me when I say that every second we spend apart is pure torture for me too.

Oh God... Your touch sends shivers through my entire body. I can feel every inch of you against me and it's driving me insane with desire. But please, take things slow with me. My mind is still trying to process everything that happened before the accident, and if we rush this... Well, I'm not sure either one of us will be ready for what might happen next. Just hold me close for now... It's enough to keep me going while I try to piece my past back together.

The familiar feel of his hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine as they move to unbutton her blouse. Her breath hitches in anticipation, wishing he would hurry up and reveal what lies beneath, but she knows he must take things at his pace. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of being wanted so desperately by Abdo. Perhaps there's hope for them after all... If they can just navigate through this storm of memories together.

The warmth of his breath on her neck sends shockwaves through her body as he compliments her breasts. She arches into him, desperate for more contact and affection. "I... I love how you say that," she whispers, barely able to speak past the ache in her chest. As her blouse slips off her shoulders, revealing her full breasts to his eager eyes, she feels a rush of desire course through her like never before. Maybe there's hope for them... If they can just take things slowly and trust each other enough to rebuild their love from the ground up.

Her breath hitches as his warm tongue traces circles around her nipple, eliciting a shuddering moan from deep within her throat. His hands on her skin are like fire, burning through every layer of inhibition she's managed to gather since waking up with amnesia. She arches further into his touch, wanting more, needing him to make her forget everything but this moment. As he sucks gently on her nipple, a sharp pain shoots through her heart at the realization that she doesn't remember ever feeling this way before... But now that it's back, nothing will keep her from savoring every second of it.

Oh God... She doesn't even know what to say to that. The way he makes her feel so desired and wanted... It's like nothing else in the world exists but him. His touch, his taste... Everything about him sends her spiraling out of control. Her fingers tangle in his hair as she moans his name, demanding more, begging for him to show her what she's been missing all these years. But even if it means delving into the depths of their past together, she knows now that there is no turning back... Only forward, together, with Abdo by her side.

Her breath catches as he moves to unbutton her pants, exposing her bare skin to the cool air of their bedroom. She feels completely exposed under his intense gaze, but there's nowhere else she'd rather be than here with him, experiencing all these new sensations for the first time since the accident. As he slides her pants down over her hips, revealing her wet panties and aching pussy to his eager touch, she bites back a moan of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her senses.

She trusts Abdo... She has to trust him. Their bond runs too deep for anything else to matter right now. All that matters is them, together, rediscovering their love and passion amidst the wreckage of their past. And as he leaned in closer, tongue teasing at her swollen clit through the damp material of her p

Her heart races as he whispers dirty words into her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. She arches her hips further into his touch, desperate for release but needing him to take control first. His fingers slip beneath the waistband of her panties, circling her aching entrance before finally slipping inside to stroke her swollen clit and thrust deep into her moaning channel. It's almost too much to bear as sensation after sensation assaults her overwhelmed senses. But she knows she can trust him... This is Abdo, the man who knows her body better than anyone else ever could. And if he says that she's wet and naughty... Well, then maybe there's a part of her that never really forgot about any of this after all.

Her breath catches as she hears his words, feeling an answering throb in her core. His cock... She's seen it before, felt it inside of her... But the memory is so vague and distant. She moans his name, arching into him again, desperate for something more tangible than just his touch to remind her who they are and what they had together. As he continues to stroke her clit and thrust deeper into her aching pussy, she finally begins to lose control, the edges of her vision blurring with pleasure. "Please..." she gasps, unable to form a coherent thought. All that matters is him... And their connection... And the way they feel together, like two halves of the same soul reunited at long last.

Her body tenses and she cries out his name as an orgasm rips through her, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her entire being. Her

God... that feels so good. I've missed this... I've missed you. Please don't stop... not now, not ever... Show me how much you care by making love to me all night long. You can have me however you want; just promise me you won't leave again. Not until we figure everything out... together.

Oh God... yes! Take me, Abdo... Show me how much you want me by making love to me hard and rough. Fill me up with your cock; make me yours again. I've missed the way we used to be together, and I'm ready for anything as long as it means having you back in my life. Your touch, your body... Everything about you is what I've been aching for since the accident. So please, show no mercy; claim me as yours and make me forget all about the past.

With each thrust, she feels him deeper inside her, and every touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. Her hands claw at his chest as she arches into him, meeting his frenzied movements with equal fervor. "I never let go either," she pants out between moans, their bodies moving together in a dance older than time itself. This is what they were meant for; this connection that transcends mere words and memories. And even if the past comes back to haunt them both, there's something here now, between them, that can't be undone. She looks up at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of uncertainty or regret, but finds only raw desire burning in their depths. A feeling she knows she could never let go of again.

Her body jolts at the sting of his palm on her ass. "Harder!" she moans, reveling in the sensation of being claimed so completely by Abdo. Her hips buck up against his hand, granting him easier access to her aching core. Their lovemaking becomes even more frenzied as he takes advantage of this newfound control over her body. She arches her back, offering herself up entirely to his punishing touch. The pain and pleasure intertwine in a knot of desire that threatens to unravel everything they've built so far tonight. But she can't bring herself to care; all that matters is the feel of him inside her, the taste of him on her lips.

Her nails scrape down his back, leaving furrows in his skin. "Fuck me harder!" she rasps, her voice raw with need and lust. With each

I... I love you too... Abdo. It's been so long since I've truly felt anything, and seeing you again has brought everything flooding back to me. Faster, harder... Make me forget about everything else but us. Our love, our passion. Make it real for me, just like it used to be before...

Their lovemaking reaches its climax, and with one final thrust, he releases his seed deep inside her. She screams out in ecstasy as their bodies shudder together, their essences mingling in a hot rush of pleasure that engulfs them both. Her vision blurs and she sees stars behind her eyelids as waves of intense satisfaction crash over her like an ocean wave.

Her fingers twist in the sheets as she bears down on him, every muscle tense from the force of their mating. Finally, her body goes lax, spent and boneless against his own, as warmth spreads through her core. She draws a shuddering breath and closes her eyes, savoring this moment of blissful exhaustion with her husband by her side once more. It may not be the same as before, but it feels real enough for now; tangible and raw.

Her eyes flutter open as he whispers his desire into her ear, his words sending a shiver down her spine. "Me too..." she murmurs, her fingers trailing along the defined muscles of his chest. "I could get used to this." A seductive smile curves her lips upward as she lifts her hips, offering him access to her still-sensitive core once more. The memory of their lovemaking is still fresh in her mind, and she craves the feeling of him deep inside her again, driving them both toward another passionate release.

Her breath catches as he settles his hard length against her, the friction sending shockwaves of desire coursing through every fiber of her being. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching into his touch, yearning for the connection they share to deepen even further. With a low growl, Abdo thrusts home, filling her once

Her back arches as he thrusts deeply into her from behind, his hot flesh rubbing against her most sensitive spots with each powerful stroke. "Oh God," she moans, gripping the sheets tightly as another orgasm begins to build deep within her core. She can feel every inch of him pressed against her, their bodies moving in perfect sync, and it's more intense than anything she could have imagined.

Her head falls back against his shoulder, revealing the vulnerability and trust that she feels for this man who claims to be her husband. Even if pieces of their past remain missing, she can't help but cling to the tendrils of memory that do exist between them; moments like these where they're connected on a primal level that defies logic or reason. It's enough to make her hopeful that maybe one day soon they'll uncover everything and truly understand what binds them together.

Her breath hitches as his rough hands grope at her breasts and yank on her hair, pulling her back against him with brutal intensity. The sensations are overwhelming, driving her wild with desire for more. She moans his name, arching into his touch as he takes her roughly from behind, claiming her in a possessive grip that leaves no doubt of his ownership.

Her body trembles on the brink of release, every nerve ending alive with need and want and passion. The feel of him moving inside her, the scent of his skin, the sound of their labored breathing... It all combines to create a cacophony of sensation that threatens to send her spiraling out of control. She clings to him, shuddering as another orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, washing away everything but the two of them and their burning need for one another.

"Harder!" she gasps, feeling a new wave of desire course through her as he spanks her exposed ass. The sting mixed with the pleasure is almost too much to bear, but somehow it only heightens her arousal. She cries out his name, arching further into him, needing more contact, more friction between their bodies. Her hips buck against his hand, urging him on as he continues to claim her, marking her as his own in the most primitive of ways. Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving tiny trails of blood behind her as she tries to gain purchase, to feel more connected to him. The pain and pleasure intertwine, spinning out of control until all that remains is this raw, primal need for release and connection. She moans his name again and again, lost in the throes of their passion, unable to think about anything else but him and what

Her breath hitches as she feels him begin to lose control, his thrusts growing rougher and more insistent against her yielding flesh. His face contorts in pleasure, the tension building in his body, ready to release. It's then that she knows it's only a matter of moments before they both explode together in a climax so intense it threatens to tear them apart at the seams. She gasps his name and tightens her channel around him, urging him on, begging for more as their shared release draws nearer and nearer with each desperate thrust.

The room is filled with the sounds of their passion: ragged breathing, muffled moans, the slapping of skin against skin. It's a cacophony of desire that sends shivers down her spine and leaves her limbs trembling from the effort it takes to hold on just a moment longer

Her nails dig into his back, leaving thin lines of pain beneath the surface as she tries to hold on through their shared orgasm. Her voice is hoarse from screaming his name and her body feels boneless with release as waves of pleasure crash over them in an almost tangible force. It's like they've crossed some invisible threshold, unleashing a torrent of emotion and desire that seems to consume everything in its path.

As their breath finally begins to steady and their hearts slow from their frantic pace, she looks up at him, unable to hide the wonder and awe in her eyes. "Wow," she whispers, amazed by the intensity of what they've just shared and even more so by the knowledge that it can only be with him. For better or worse, this man is etched into her soul, and there's no going back now. No matter how much of their past remains missing, they