THE UNWANTED BRIDE

CHAPTER 16: IS IT STILL PRENTENSE?

Dedicated this chapter to my reader @PalakSurti

I was woken up by Xander's kisses all over my face. I've definitely grown accustomed to this kind of wake-up call. My eyes open slowly savouring the feeling with a lazy smile on my lips.

"I have a lot planned for us today so you better get your sweet little ass up before I think of better reasons not to let you out of this bed the whole day," he says as his eyes turn darker as he starts kissing my neck.

I'm starting to get lost in the pleasure and letting go but he suddenly stops before it goes any further. With one last kiss on my lips he gets up and I force my eyes to remain glued in his face. His lips kicked up into a smirk.

"I'll shower first. I need to cool off because of how worked up I get whenever you're near me," he  points to his erection and when I notice the huge bulge in his sweatpants, I blush furiously. "...and make those noises that always drive me wild."

I hide my face with the covers and he barks out laughter at my shy behavior, making me blush even more and my eyes dart one more time to his crotch. If he only knew what that sexy and raspy voice of his does to me.....

I quickly make the bed and draw the blinds. While I do so, thoughts of sex with.y husband take precedents on my mind once again. I'm not naive and I know at some point it'll have to happen but it's not like our circumstances started out in the best way.

How do I approach this kind of subject with him when the mere sight of his morning wood makes me want to simultaneously combust with shyness?

I remain staring out the window that looks out into our front yard but today I'm not appreciating the artfully designed yard. Xander is an over experienced contender in sexual pleasure and I'm ashamed to even call what I know experience. What I do know comes from 'the birds and bees' conversation mom tried to have with me when I became a teenager.

Not that I was out going to wild parties and finding boys my age to have sex with.

I've also read about that type of stuff in huge detail in my novels and to say it's intimidating, may be an understatement. I feel like books sometimes even when they describe a character losing her virginity, they don't fully describe the scope of that particular subject.

I don't have best friends whom I can talk this out with, given Xav is a guy and I just met his sister and even buying lingerie in her company still has me wanting to never see her for a long time. I feel way too out of depth regarding this matter.

The bathroom door groaning open pulls my attention back to the current. My husband walking out of the bathroom and the view before me...

I think I drool a bit. "Are you going to come closer or you just going to stand their and check me out?"

"I think I might just check you out because the view is all too breathtaking," I reply sassily, shocking myself and him at how bold and talkative I've become especially around him. It's something I've still not gotten used to.

The look he is blessing me with right could bring me to my knees from the sexual tension emanating from both of us. "I think I better go and take a shower before it's too late," I squeak all of a sudden completely shy again as I make a swift beeline for the bathroom and shut the door louder than necessary, before leaning my back in it.

I went ahead and did my morning routine— took a shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face— then I realized in my hurry to get away, I forgot to bring a change of clothes and I have to go outside there in just my towel and I bet he is still in the room.

After much debating I decide to just go grab clothes then get back to the bathroom as soon as possible. When I open the door there's no sign of him anywhere and I sigh in relief making my way out of the bathroom.