Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 40

"I need you, Emily" he said and leaned forward to her but she pushed her head backwards. "You this beautiful woman I married as a wife"

Emily stared at him unbelievably as he complimented her.

"What will I do for you to leave me alone?" She asked, her eyes glossy from the tears packed in them waiting to drop at any moment.

"Until death, I don't want to be separated from you" he pat her lips with his thumb. "I want to give you my body, my entire being, because I love you Emily and I want that beautiful body of yours in return,"

She cried out loud, "My body's gone! It's useless...I am a failure!"

"No, Your body is the most beautiful thing and praise God it is mine" he said gently removing the blanket over her. "And mine, is yours" he guided her right hand to feel his hard wood through his shorts. "I'm losing my mind, Emily please"

Emily immediately withdrew her hand and looked away from him.

"I jerked off after being with you in the car for just a short time tonight, now imagine how I feel sitting with you for this long" Mark confessed.

"No Mark" she said, her breathing heavy. "This isn't right, you're about to get married. I want to divorce and I want to go home, now... please..."

"Emily, what isn't right? Do you not understand? I need you desperately. I feel like I will die if I don't have a chance with you tonight" His hands slid away from her body as she rose to her feet.

"Please... call your other woman," she said.

He chuckled and responded, "What woman?"

He knew Brittany was out of it. They had not married yet so Emily couldn't possibly be thinking that far. He hoped Amanda didn't tell her anything because despite the ending of their affair years ago, he still knew what that woman was capable of. Of course, the many whores he slept with will not utter a word to Emily as they didn't even know who she was. Also, he could easily get rid of those ones. A prostitute losing her life was not a very controversial thing.

"Your body doesn't belong to just me. Mark, I saw condoms in your bedroom. You have been making love to another woman..." she bowed her head in fear. That was a bold and definitive claim. It could trigger something in him.

How did she see this? It must have been when she attended to him during his attacks.

"I don't know what you're talking about. But even if that were true, she can never be you," he got on his feet pulled her back to the sit on sofa gently. He tried to plant his lips on hers but failed causing him to bury his head in her neck. "Don't you understand?"

She felt him plant kisses all over the spot and soon felt his tongue there accompanied by sucking.

"Stop it" she tried pushing his head away but he continued to replace it to the position until he grabbed her waist and pulled himself toward her causing her to lean backwards to the sofa. He was not going to give her a chance to talk about seeing condoms with him.

"Baby, you'd like this, trust me"

His right knee stood between her legs causing her to prevent closing them together.

"Stop" she said and let out a soft subtle moan as she struggled.

"You don't seem to want me to stop" he paused and said. She immediately felt his hands massage her boobs through her nightdress. Upon touching them, he felt her nipples were hard as buttons and immediately pinched them.

"Mark..." she jerked, still fighting against him. "Mark please stop"

Her body was betraying her.  She didn't like that, she had to fight it. She pushed his hand away tried to pull herself out of his embrace but he held firm to her.