It was another hustling day, filled with the builders chopping wood for some people's huts as the runners also helped in the process. She knew she wasn't the possessive type, knowing her husband was an attractive man but the feeling of wanting him all to herself quickly spread through her chest.
The muscles in his back and arms flexed as he chopped another log of wood, her breathing hitched as she remembered running her fingers over those same muscles during their imitate nights together.
It was jealousy, she couldn't deny it any longer as she watched the blonde girl happily talk to Thomas. The low tank shirt was purposely showing a large amount of cleavage, leaning against the wall as the blonde girl stared at him.
It was obvious she didn't know he was married even if his ring was shining in the sunlight and a clear sign to anyone.
Teresa gritted her teeth, irritated as she saw the blonde girl touch his arm. That girl needed to know when to give up, noticing Thomas was oblivious to her flirty advances as she smirked at her frown. She briefly heard loud footsteps behind her, a hand patted her shoulder in reassurance.
"Don't worry, the ugly shank only has eyes for you." Minho spoke, a smirk on his face as he glanced at Teresa then at the sight in front of him. He knew how his best friend felt about Teresa, the joyful glimmer in his brown eyes was easy to read every time on their runs together.
"I wasn't thinking anything." She responded, meekly as she glanced at Minho. Her cheeks flushed red at his words, knowing already Thomas loves her but she still didn't like other girls flirting with him.
"Alright. If you say so." Minho spoke, amused as he knew what she was thinking. He rolled his eyes, finding it hilarious that Teresa was jealous when most of the time all Thomas talked about on their runs was her.
Teresa silently kept staring ahead, her hands clenching as she watched the blonde girl move closer to Thomas. She couldn't take it anymore.
She quickly walked up to them, ignoring Minho snickering as she was determined to show that girl her place.The wood chopping abruptly stopped when Thomas caught her figure approaching and saw her beautiful blue eyes sparkle with delight as they met his. His lips tilted up into a grin at the sight of her, mesmerised by her dark raven hair swaying in the breeze as she walked towards him.
"Hi." She whispered, softly as she stopped in front of him. A small smile grew on her face, feeling pleasant tingles spread through her body at the sight of him.
"Hi." He muttered, quietly as he stared at her. His brown eyes held a soft glimmer, realising he missed her while working most of the morning."Hi, I'm Sara. You are?" The blonde girl spoke, slightly annoyed at being ignored by Thomas as she watched them stare at each other lovingly. She didn't like this dark haired girl, noticing the soft expression on his face towards her.
"She's my wife, Teresa." Thomas whispered, softly as he pressed a light kiss on her pink lips. Teresa responded with more enthusiasm, hungrily slanting her mouth against his as she ran her fingers through his brown hair.
He moaned, returning her kiss with equal hunger as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her small waist. His tongue dived into her mouth, groaning as he drowned in the intoxicating taste of her pink lips.
She moaned into his mouth, twirling strands of his hair as he instantly deepened the kiss. The two remained so lost in each other as the outside world became muted and quiet.
A loud cough suddenly broke the comfortable silence, causing them to gasp for air and turn their heads towards a irritated Sara. They were both breathing heavily, their lips swollen as they stared at each other.
"How long have you two been together?" Sara asked, still irritated as she quickly noticed their matching rings. She knew there was no chance now.
"For weeks. We recently got married." Teresa whispered, breathlessly as she tried to catch her breath. Her cheeks flushed red at her actions, slightly shifting in Thomas's strong arms as she couldn't believe she did that.
She slowly looked back up at him, only to find him staring at her dazed and breathing heavily. His brown eyes were still darkened, his hair messier due to her wandering fingers. Thomas quickly snapped out of his lovestruck trance, noticing Sara walking away as he saw the smug look in her beautiful blue eyes.
Teresa smirked behind her, happy she knew her place as she clutched his shirt. He belonged with her, always.
"I think I like it when your jealous." He muttered, grinning as he watched her cheeks flush red at his words."I'm not!" She yelped, quietly as she stared at him. Her cheeks were flushing more red by the minute as they stared at one another.
"You are, Teresa." He whispered with a slight laugh as he grinned at her. He loved how her red flushed cheeks made her even more cute."Fine....I am. You would be too, Tom. What if I was talking to a man interested in me? What if he was shirtless and I was smiling at him?" She whispered, quietly as she frowned at the thought. She didn't want anyone except him.
His brown eyes quickly darkened at her words, feeling coiling snakes in his stomach at the thought of sharing Teresa and her intoxicating kisses.
"I would be....so much that I would want to pin you against the wall and kiss you until we both can't breathe anymore." He muttered, quietly as he watched her shiver at his intense gaze.She found it hard to talk when he looked at her like that, breathing shakily as she felt herself becoming lost in his darkened brown eyes. He gently grabbed her hand, pulling her in the direction of a isolated area as he pinned her against the wall, hidden from view.
"How do you think I felt when I knew Aris liked you back then?" Thomas muttered, quietly as his large hands were placed next to her head. He remembered the feeling of wanting her for himself, noticing how Aris shyly glanced at her during their time in the scorch.
"I didn't know...." She whispered, shakily as their noses gently touched. Their eyes locked, feeling intense electricity in the air as they stared at each other.
"You drive me crazy sometimes...." He muttered, quietly as he pressed her further against the wall."I feel the same way about you...." She whispered under her breath as their faces shifted closer and closer until their lips were few inches apart. He hungrily slanted his mouth against her, wanting to taste her pink lips again as her sweet taste invaded his mouth.
She moaned, returning the kiss with equal hunger as she ran her fingers through his hair. His tongue desperately demanded more of her, loving her taste as he groaned into her mouth. She deepened the kiss, moaning into his mouth as she pulled his head closer to hers. They drowned in one another until their lungs gasped for air.
They were both breathing heavily as he left her lips and feverishly planted hot wet kisses along her neck. He tugged her shirt down her shoulder, kissing and sucking the soft skin of her collarbone.
"Tom...." She moaned, breathlessly as she saw her fingers lost in his hair.She gasped, feeling him gently grip her thighs as her legs wrapped around his waist. His mouth greedily wandered downwards sucking the soft skin above her breasts, lost in the essence of her as their hips started grinding against each other's.
"Teresa...." He moaned against her soft skin, leaving kiss marks in its trail and marked her as his.
She let out a soft moan, feeling his hands slide under her skirt as her blue eyes became heavy lidded. The two remained so lost in each other as the outside world became muted and quiet."Told you they were crazy about each other." Minho spoke, a smirk on his face as he spotted the two disappear then glanced at Sara. He was silently standing from afar, his gaze averted from the married couple when they kissed as he didn't want scar his eyes again.
"I know now." Sara responded, angrily as she rolled her eyes. Her arms were crossed against her chest, knowing she should have believed Minho's warning. The passion in their heated kiss said everything.
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