Wifey Talk [COMPLETED, 18+]

Part sixty-one

SOFIA'S POV

I head back to Ioane's hotel room after dinner. James looked like he wanted me to come home, but I said that I wanted to end the night with Ioane since he was planning on flying back early tomorrow morning.

When we get back to the room, Ioane kisses me gently. His affection warms my heart, and I allow him to kiss down the neckline of my dress, burying his head in my breasts as he kisses my skin.

My fingers weave into his hair, and I breathe heavy as his fingers hook into my panties and he pulls them down. He slips on a condom, and then he slowly inches himself inside me. When he begins to rock against me, I raise my hips to meet him, gasping as he rubs against my clit. He keeps up the torturously slow pace of rocking against me until I shatter into a million pieces, screaming his name. I'm so drained that I fall asleep next to him in my dress.

When we wake up the next morning, I change back into my normal clothes. I see Ioane off to the airport, and tears prick my eyes when I have to say goodbye to him. "I don't want you to go," I tell him.

"I have to love."

"I know."

"We'll make something work. You can come visit me whenever you like."

"Okay," I whisper. We kiss for the last time, and I allow Ioane to leave, crying when he turns his back.

I head home, curling into a ball in bed and sobbing myself to sleep. Why does it hurt so much to have Ioane leave now? I wish more than anything that I could stay with him.

James finds me in that position when he comes home, my face puffy and swollen from crying. "Sofia, what's wrong?" He asks, sitting next to me on the bed.

"I miss him," I cry out, burying my hands in my face.

James picks me up, and he forces me to sit in his lap. I sit so that my chest is facing his, and I wrap my legs around his hips as he sits on the edge of the bed. My hands wrap behind his neck. "I think I'm falling in love with him," I whisper, my heart breaking into a million pieces.

James says nothing, rubbing his hand up and down my back. "You're going to be alright."

"I'm not," I sob. "I'm married to one man and in love with another. And I'm too scared to tell Ioane because I know we can never be together. He's going to tell me t-to divorce you, and I need your parents' money for my father."

"Sofia, come on, we can make this work," he says desperately.

"How? How can we make this work? I love someone else! You want to fuck other women every day! It's never going to work out," I start.

He flinches when I swear, and I start crying all over again. "Sofia, baby, listen to me," he says. James pulls my face out of his chest and brushes my tears away.

"Let's try," he says.

"Try what?"

"I want to try being exclusive with you. I don't want to sleep with anyone else. Just you. You're my wife, and I only want you."

"You're just saying that because I'm in love with Ioane now," I tell him, sniffling.

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JAMES' POV

How do I make her see that I genuinely want her? As much as I hate how she's fallen for Ioane, I still want her to be with me.

"That's not true. I want you all to myself because I want you. Not because I'm jealous you want someone else. I mean, honestly I am jealous you want him, but I've been talking to Jackson and thinking about it a lot: I want us to try for real Sofia. We're already married. Let's give us a real shot."

"But what about Ioane? I love him."

"Answer me one question," I ask her desperately. "Do you think you could love me too?"

She looks into my eyes, searching for something. Whatever it is, I'm not sure she finds it. Still, she nods her head slowly. "I think so. I could love you both."

"Just give me a chance," I tell her. "Tell me I'm not too late."

She bites her lip, looking at me nervously. I continue rubbing my hand up and down her back, and she slowly begins to relax against me. "Why did you wait so long to ask me to be exclusive?" She whispers.

"I'm sorry," I tell her. "I didn't know until I saw you kiss Ioane at dinner yesterday. I didn't realize how much I hated the idea of you being with someone else when I wanted you to be just mine."

"So what do we do now?" She asks.

"Give me one chance," I tell her. "Let me show you that I'm worthy of your love."

She looks into my eyes, tears leaking down her cheeks. I brush away her tears. "Can I kiss you?" I ask her.

She nods her head slowly. "Yes."

My lips meet hers, and she tastes salty from her tears. Our mouthes move in perfect synchronization, and her hands tug into my hair, causing me to groan. The sound gets swallowed by her throat, and she kisses me hard.

We break the kiss, and I press my lips against her forehead as she catches her breath.

"I can be faithful to you, Sofia," I tell her.

"You better not break my heart James," she tells me.

My heart is racing as I look at her. I can't believe she's agreeing to try with me. I want to prove to her that I'm worthy of her trust. I can be a one woman man, as long as she is mine.

Sofia crawls out of my lap and heads into the bathroom, getting ready to shower. I flop backward onto the bed, doing my best to breathe after realizing that I've got my chance with her.