Chapter 15 #2
In the words of my mother, it was the sensible thing to do.
I didn’t use David. He benefited from me being his wife just as I benefited from him being my husband.
I cooked, kept the house clean, gave him great sex, made our home a place of peace, and worked my ass off so I could hold us down if he ever fell off.
So, what he wasn’t the love of my life? I treated him with the utmost respect, and I was everything a wife should be.
He messed the marriage up. Not me. I didn’t even desire to be married again, but what if it happened the right way?
What if the man that made my knees buckle and my heart race proposed? Would I say no?
I pushed out a low groan as I pulled into my parking garage.
Overthinking. I was doing a lot of it, and it wasn’t supposed to be.
I had been looking forward to healing and getting to know me all over again, and Kastian came along and shook that shit right on up.
The only decisions I were supposed to be making should have consisted of dinner and wardrobe choices, deciding where to vacation, if I wanted to keep renting or buy a house.
I definitely wasn’t supposed to be trying to figure out whether or not to run for the hills or to give Kastian what he wanted.
I was deeply flattered. A man that never had a girlfriend in his life was hinting around at something exclusive with me.
A. man like Kastian. Hell yeah, I felt like that girl.
But being flattered wasn’t a good reason to deviate from my plan.
After checking on my food, I went to take a shower and put on some cute lounge wear.
Since it was fall, I’d purchased a twenty-eight-inch ginger wig and let my stylist cut it into layers that framed my face.
I was going to finish cooking, so I pulled it back into a ponytail and did my skincare routine.
Feeling good from the drinks, hot shower, and clean space I was in, I sauntered into the kitchen singing and humming.
I even sang as I texted Kastian and invited him over.
If he couldn’t make it, that was cool. I was still going to eat.
It only took two minutes for him to reply, and the message said he was on the way.
If I had a dollar for every time that man made me smile and blush, I’d be able to buy a good meal and a strong drink to go with it.
Kastian must have been close because my doorbell was ringing fifteen minutes after he replied to my text message.
“Damn, that was fast,” I mumbled. As I walked to the door, my pulse quickened, and I blew out a shaky breath. Simply knowing he was on the other side of the door had me damn near coming undone. Crazy.
The moment the door swung open and our eyes locked, Kastian took me in.
The way he bit his lip as his gaze poured over me made my nipples harden.
I was dressed in grey shorts, a matching grey sports bra, and a grey sweater that hung to the floor.
It felt almost like a robe but not as heavy.
Kastian’s gaze trailed all the way down to my pedicured feet and white toenails.
“Damn,” he marveled as he stepped over the threshold.
The one word compliment made me giggle. But there wasn’t a damn thing funny when Kastian stepped into my personal space and placed his finger underneath my chin. He gazed at me briefly before placing a soft kiss on my lips.
“You got it smelling good in here, but you smell better.” Kastian buried his face in the crook of my neck, and my body began to heat up as he breathed in deeply.
“You haven’t been here for two minutes, and you’re already starting,” I half spoke half moaned as he began to suck on my neck.
“That’s what you do to me,” he mumbled. Kastian took my hand and placed it on his hard member. “Every time I see you this happens.”
My eyes closed as he sucked harder. I massaged his dick through his jeans and used my free hand to cradle the back of his head. Kastian dragged his mouth over to mine and tongued me down so deep and nasty that my pussy began to throb.
“Fuck,” I breathed as I fumbled with his jeans trying to get his dick out.
The way my body was yearning for him had me feeling like an addict about to get my next fix.
Kastian spun me around so that my back was to him.
He wrapped one arm tightly around my neck and we walked to my bedroom.
Kastian fucked me so good that I came three times, bit my tongue once, and damn near cried real fuckin’ tears.
That man was nothing short of amazing. I fully understood what he’d meant when he said I was dangerous because I had the exact same feelings about him.
The D he gave me had me fixing him a plate on wobbly legs.
I almost asked him if he wanted me to feed him.
That man that man that man. I felt so disconnected from being in love that I wasn’t sure what was normal and what wasn’t.
Would I be able to tell the difference between love and lust?
Love and deep like? Only time would tell, but I was down for the ride.