Reagan pulled her into his arms.

"Me neither. I wouldn't know how to live without you. But no one needs to know that except us" he whispered and kissed her.

He slowly pushed her to the bed and began to caress her.

"Are you sure this is alright? You're sick, hope the exertion won't endanger your health" Aurelia asked worriedly.

"What will endanger my health is not having a taste of your sweet pussy right now. Besides, I'm not sick. Just a little flesh wound which will be fully healed in a few days or maybe hours" he insisted with a smile.

Aurelia nodded and Reagan immediately got to work...