Ex Lovers

Desired Reminiscence

Disclaimer: Sexual abuse. Read at your own risk.

He hated me. I felt it. I could tell by simply catching his stare. The same eyes that once adored me stared at me with spite. My train of thought was interrupted as he finished inside me. Although he f*cked me regularly, in varying positions, me bent over a furniture of his choice was always his favourite because he wouldn't be able to see my face. This time, he dragged me to the pool table in the living room, placed his hand on my back and forcefully bent me over, causing my face to contact its surface. He then slid up my skirt, pulled down my underwear and spread my legs open with his.

I turned my face to one side, staring at a blank wall, and waited while he hurriedly opened his belt and rustled as he entered me roughly. He pounded into me without pause, which made me grunt and able to feel the growing yet familiar pain between my legs. I didn't say anything though because that would make him worse. He moved his arms from his side and placed them on my waist harshly and continued, but only this time, he was moving my lower body against his to deepen his penetration. As his pace quickened, I closed my eyes yet my body couldn't help but squirm. I tried bringing my legs closer together to lessen the pain but that only frustrated him.

"Did I say you could move?" he growled at me whilst using his legs to widen mine again.

"Keep them open."

I did as I was told. This time, he placed one hand on my shoulder and bounced me against him at a rhythm, loudening the smacking noise of my body hitting his.

Once he came, he pulled up his pants, and without fixing his belt, walked upstairs, leaving me in that vulnerable position. I slowly closed my legs, wincing at the pain, and fixed my clothes before any of the maids could see anything.

As I was about to walk upstairs, the doorbell rang, grabbing my attention. I walked towards the door and opened it, coming face to face with Elliot, my brother-in-law. A smile crept onto my face as he leaned over and hugged me.

"Hey," he said pulling away from the hug.

"Hi Elliot," I said with a smile. I closed the door as he entered the house.

"I thought you would be asleep by now. It's late", Elliot spoke as he examined the room for other people. I froze and tried to hurriedly come up with a response.

"I had a late dinner and couldn't fall asleep".

Elliot could tell I was lying. He knew what Hayden did to me but never specifically brought it up, something I was grateful for. Suddenly, Hayden walked downstairs, causing both Elliot and I to look at him. His cold eyes examined my face before quickly diverting his attention towards his brother.

"What are you doing here at this time?" Hayden asked, and although he didn't smile, his voice remained soft. Hayden always loved Elliot and respected his older brother.

"I came to talk to you about the case. I have something I need your opinion on", he replied. Hayden nodded and walked back upstairs to his office with Elliot following behind.

I was once again left behind, alone in the living room. I waited a moment before walking up the stairs to my room, which was separate from my husband's. I took a shower, trying to wipe away memories of what Hayden did, but as usual, it didn't  work. I should be used to it by now but I'm not. I'll never get used to it. I used to cry at first, whenever he f*cked me, not only from the physical pain but from the fact that he no longer loved me. Not a loud and sobbing type of cry but a cry where tears ran down my face in silence. But now, I don't cry. I just endure it, however many times a day he wishes to bend me over something or shove me against a wall and pound into me until he's satisfied.

What really hurt was that he was okay with my pain. He didn't care if I was upset or in pain. Before everything happened, he could never endure seeing me cry. Whenever I cried during an argument or a fight, he would hug me and tell me he loved me. I laugh at the contrast between them and now. As I begin to fall asleep, like every night, I can't help but remember and reminisce about my old life with him.

2 years ago

"When are you getting home?" I asked with my phone against my ear. I heard tire screeches and loud noise, indicating that he was driving.

"I'm 5 minutes away Ella. If I don't see you soon, I swear I'm gonna have a heart attack. What do you wanna do tonight?" Hayden replied, making me blush so hard at his words.

"We can stay home and do a date night here," Although all I wanted to do was to kiss him long and hard.

He chuckled and replied with,

"Whatever you want love. Alright I'm nearly home. I'll see you in a bit. Love you".

"Love you too", I hang up the phone and my heart can't help but beat louder. Although we're married,  there are times when it's as if he's my crush and I can't wait to see him again. I decide to get dressed in a comfortable yet seductive dress which I know Hayden loves. As I come back downstairs, I hear the door opening and see Hayden entering the house. He never looked more handsome than he does when he's in a suit, coming home tired from work. I rush towards him as he smiles, and immediately kiss him whilst he hugs me tight. When our lips detach so we can take a breath, he says,

"You don't know how much I wanted to kiss you all day".

This only made me blush more. His arm loosens from around my waist as I grab his hand and direct him towards the dining room to have dinner. Before we get there, he separates his hand from mine and grabs my waist again.

"And where do you think we're going?" he asks amusingly.

"To have dinner," I reply casually but he interrupts me with another kiss.

"There's something else I'd rather be doing with you," he says in between kisses and slowly directs my body towards the sofa in the living room. As he continues to place kisses all over my face and my neck, my body hits the sofa, with Hayden on top of me. He hovers above me as his hand finds its way to my breast whilst his lips are on mine. I moan in between kisses and run my right hand through his hair. His other hand travels down to the hem of my dress and pulls it upwards, exposing my thighs to the cool surroundings.

This is when I realised we were in the living room and any of the staff could come in at any time and see me semi-naked, about to have sex with my husband. I pull away from the kiss and Hayden looks down at me with confusion, his hand still fondling with my breast.

"Hayden, someone could see us," I whisper to him, which only makes him chuckle.

"And? Let them. It's our house. We can have sex wherever we want," he replies with a smile.

"Hayden, no. Let's go upstairs, in our room where we have privacy. I don't want them to hear my..." my cheeks redden before I continue my sentence. Hayden lets out an airy laugh as his head moves towards me and whispers into my ear.

"Trust me Elle. With what I'm about to do to you, they'll hear you even if we go to space".

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The characters and events in this book are all fiction.

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