His HOT wife

Chapter Twenty three : Kiss (Drey's POV)

DREY

"Kiss me."

My mind must be playing tricks on me because there's no fucking way I just heard what I just did.

She was looking back at me expectantly, almost like daring me to act on it.

Well, I'll be damned.

I didn't expect to hear that from her.

Not now, just right after she was kissed by a bloody bastard she thought was her friend

But fuck,

I can't get over how she looked right now. So fucking hot and gorgeous... and confident.

And daring,

I am in awe, to say the least.

Everything about her....

"You better fucking do it right now Stranton before I change my fucki--" I cut her off with my lips,

This,

my lips on hers,

and hers on mine,

is fucking amazing.

I would give fucking anything just to live in this moment forever.

I would bottle it up, keep it and visit this feeling of the moment so many fucking times if I could.

I was heady with all the sensation and the overwhelming emotions as I deepen the kiss.

The taste of her mouth, the way our tongues were so hungry for each other.

This tension, the lust is so heavy in the air that I get lost in it.

And the next thing I knew, Loraine was pushed against the window her tiny hands on my chest, fisting my shirt so hard, as she tried to break off the kiss with all her might, as I was  mindlessly and desperately chasing after her lips, then she pushed a little and I caught myself off,

Waking from my trance, I blinked off the hazyness,

and we sat there for a moment,

Looking into each other's eyes.

Both breathing heavily as we catch our breaths.

"I-I'm sorry love, I got carried away... I didn't--I don’t kno--fuck" I am a bloody mess. 

When did I fucking start stammering like a fucking idiot?

I covered her hands with my hand and squeezed lightly as I ran my fingers through my hair with the other.

Calm the fuck down Drey,

this is not the fucking time and place to lose your shit, no matter how your wife makes you absolutely fucking crazy.

You just don't lose your fucking shit.

You better keep your fucking cool Drey,

don't be the fucking asshole you fucking hate.

Breathing out, I looked her in the eyes

"I'm sorry." I said again. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." She said as she snatched her hands out from under mine and started fixing her hair looking anywhere but my face with this cute blush on her cheeks.

That made me smile.

She might have sensed it for she turned to look my way and immediately scowled.

"What?" She said now practically glaring at me.