Chapter 8
Later, when I'm ready for bed, sniffling, trying not to give in to the feelings of dismay that I feel, I lay beside him, my back to him. On my right side, I stare into the void of the dark in our room.
Then he shifts behind me, and I feel his left arm drape around me. It travels up to my neck, his thumb stroking my throat. His erection up against my ass. It feels like we haven't made love for a very long time, and now he's initiating.
He lifts up my left leg, placing his fingers in between me.
It feels so good feeling his fingers on me.
My entire body is a nuclear reactor of desire.
It's like he hasn't touched me in years, or that's what it feels like.
My ears dance to the music of his moans from behind me as he presses himself up against me.
Lifting up my nightshirt, he slides my panties down.
A gasp escapes me when I feel him enter me very slowly, stretching me softly. God, his moans sound so delectable right now.
"I love you."
There's hesitation, almost as though he's half asleep. Then my heart drops thinking he doesn't wanna say it back.
"I love you too… so much."
And I feel it. I wanna turn around. But when I try to flip over, he holds my shoulders in place so I can remain on my right side and he on his. Then he slams his dick into me over and over again, holding my waist.
I wish I could see his face. Why doesn't he wanna look at me?
"I wanna see you," my voice pleas.
"I'm right here. I just want you to feel me, baby."
His husky voice vibrates through me, and god, his penis feels so good. It's so big. So big that it leaves quite the impression; the feel of him even after he's gone. Every time he withdraws before sticking himself back in, it makes me thirst for him more.
Backing up my ass into him, I meet his rhythm, which makes him thrust faster.
His dick gets harder. I relish the sensation of his testicles slapping against me.
His fingers move deftly onto my clitoris, rubbing it.
My orgasm shoots to the forefront, causing me to come first. My scream of pleasure permeates the room.
It takes him a little longer. Then after about five more minutes of me feeling the overwhelming sensation of hypersensitivity, his dick still slamming into me, he breathes faster, hugs me tighter, and holds himself still as his penis throbs inside my vagina.
His moaning is deeper, more drawn out as he enjoys the feel of his own orgasm.
Felt like quite the load that he let go inside of me.
He reaches over and pulls out tissue from his side of the table next to the bed. Then he cups it under me, then cleans himself.
After we're both done, I lay on my back, him still lying down on my left. He adjusts himself on his right side to face me, putting his hand on my belly. My hand finds his, and he holds it, both of our hands resting on my lower abdomen, just staring into the dark.
"Are we gonna stay together?"
There's quiet for a bit.
"Of course. I love you. You're my wife. You're my family. You're my best friend."
"You're my best friend too," I whisper, though it comes out soft and unsure.
"Please don't lose sight of that, Gabby. I'm sorry that I was so stressed out and that I took it out on you. You didn't deserve that."
"I'm sorry if I took it out on you too."
"But I love you. Do you hear me?" He uses his hand now to stroke my chin and my face. Tears flow down my cheeks.
"I just feel like… I'm losing you," my timid voice whispers.
"You're not losing me. You could never lose me. It's gonna take the host of hell to pry me away from you, even when it feels like it. Just—" He pauses, leaning over to kiss my mouth before settling back down on his right. "Don't give up on me."
"... I won’t," I say, looking over to my left at him. "Just don't threaten me with divorce ever again. Even when you're angry, I don't wanna ever get used to doing that; threatening each other like that."
"I was scared. I thought you were gonna leave me, so I was just trying to be preemptive to give you a way out," comes his reply.
This makes me feel sad that he got to that place, where he actually believed that I would just leave him and not try to work things out. I'm glad we got to make love. Shifting to my left, I lie facing him, and he draws me in to hold me against his chest, and we fall asleep like that.
Finally, once again feeling safe in his arms.
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