Miranda was lost finally feeling her husband’s passion; she felt his love again and wanted him to make love to her.  She was not sure if she believed that her fiery side was still in her, but she wanted him too badly to care.  He was finally giving her the attention she had been craving.<br/><br/>Miranda squealed a little as Brettly picked her up and carried her to their bedroom and she could not help but giggle.  Of course she could not remember a time like this, “I think I am still broken, but remind me that I am not.”  Miranda was having fun and the thoughts of what Thomas had done earlier were going away.  The one thing that Miranda did not realize was that she had bruises on her back, hip, and on her inner thighs from where Thomas had hurt her.<br/><br/>Miranda giggled as Brettly threw her on the bed, “Come on sexy, my pants are still on.”  Miranda laughed as she moved to remove his pants.  “I have missed this with you, from what I can remember.”  In the beginning it was about him just getting hers, but then once in awhile he did act like he like her, especially when he was drunk.  But he wasn’t drunk now; to be honest she still had a little in her system.