Sleeping With the Enemy

Chapter Twenty Nine

Coming home to Sadie is like a damn dream come true. Every day it just gets better and better. Things are finally settling between us and it feels so good. Exactly like I always envisioned. As soon as this shit with Herrera is over and we can move on, I'm excited to see what she decides to do. She could easily get a job as a nurse or work at the winery with my mom, but her dream was always to open a flower shop. I'd love it if she just let me take care of her for a few years, but that's just not her personality and I'm not going to try to tie her down. At least  I'm old enough to see what trainwreck that would be this time around.

More than anything, I want her to be happy here, and I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen. We're in a good place, but at the back of my mind, I'm still afraid of her leaving. Hopefully with time, I'll be able to trust that she won't.

After I get dinner cleaned up, I head into the bedroom. I still have a few hours before I have to leave and I could use some sleep, but when I hear Sadie in the shower, my thoughts go to one thing.

My wife.

Edging the door open, I go into the bathroom. With her head under the water, she doesn't hear me come in at first and I'm free to just look and appreciate what a fucking masterpiece she is. I've never been more thankful that I decided on an entirely glass shower.

She could probably wear a paper bag over her head and I'd still think she was the most beautiful girl in the entire world, but a switch flipped once she became my wife. The intimacy and connection is deeper than I ever could imagine, and knowing that she's mine ignites every primal instinct I've got. Damn I'm a lucky man.

I wince notifying the discoloration on her ribs, both at the reminder that she was hurt and of what I did to Gomez. I'll have to be careful with her, but one look at her naked body and I know I have to have her.

When she catches my stare, a thin smile pulls at her lips. "Join me?"

Abso-fucking-lutely.

At her invitation, I take my clothes off and pile them on the floor. Pushing the door open, I step inside and don't waste a single second. I put a hand in either side of her and pin her against the cool tile wall and give her a rough kiss. "You're so beautiful, you know that?"

Sadie darts her eyes away, the flattery embarrassing her. My hands travel over inch of her, along each vicious curve she's got and I groan. My cock is already so hard that it throbs, so fucking desperate for her. I trace the edge of her bruises, careful not to put too much pressure on them.

"I'm okay, Brandon." She whispers. "I promise."

"Tell me if it hurts, okay?" I rest my forehead against hers, a water droplet trickling down my nose to hers.

She nods.

Dropping my knees, I spread her legs and immediately get a needy moan from her.

"Brandon..." she whines, a little nervous.

"Relax, Sadie. Just close your eyes. I want you to enjoy this."

Her resistance fades and she lets her knees fall open. With a hand on each of her thighs, I bracket her to the wall and move in. She shivers when I kiss her, fingers digging into my hair as I slip my tongue through her walls. A few swipes and she's dripping wet, her body responding so quickly to me. I work my way around like there's been no time lost between us, except now I'm more experienced and I know what I'm doing. Judging by the way she's moaning, Sadie does, too.

"Oh, God, Brandon..." She whines, squirming a bit.

"Be a good girl and stay still, baby. I'll give you exactly what you want."

My hands slide around back, settling on her ass as I press her into me. My tongue swirls against her, around and around as I tease her entrance. I get close, but not quite where she wants, and it's unraveling her to be so on edge of orgasm without me actually giving it to her yet.

Over and over again I lap at her, alternating between long stokes of my tongue and quick flicks at her clit. Her breathing is labored, legs trembling as I thrust my tongue inside of her.

"Mmm!" She cries out, the sensation almost too much.

It's almost like instinct takes over. My mouth and my hands reacquainting themselves with her body, but there's something familiar there and the further I go, the more I remember it.

God, she's so fucking perfect. How did I wait eight years for this?

For a fleeting second, I think about who else might have had their hands on her in that amount of time, and it ignites a raging inferno inside of me. Desperate to claim to, to mark her as mine, to satisfy her in ways other men could only dream about, my pace intensifies. She pulls against my firm hold, but it's no use as I press her back into the wall, ravaging her like it's the last thing I'll ever do. Licking, sucking, twisting inside of her. My tongue forges through her folds and then I run my teeth along her sweet spot with just enough pressure that she cries out.

The mix of pain and pleasure pushes her over the edge and I feel the gush of warm liquid as she writhes in my arms. I hold her until her body quiets, a few minutes passing before she can even speak.

"Oh my god, Brandon." Her voice is hoarse. "That was..."

"It's not over yet, baby." I grin, flipping the shower off behind her. I step out and quickly dry my body off before sweeping her into my arms and carrying her back into the bedroom. I lay her down on the bed, and move into place above her.

I flip Sadie onto her stomach, reaching into the nightstand for a condom. I've never gotten so hard just by getting a woman off, but I feel like I'm about to explode. Slipping it on, I edge her legs apart and press myself into her.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, Sadie." I whisper harshly against her ear. "Absolutely everything I've ever dreamed of."

She tilts her body back into me, begging for more. "I need you, Brandon." She pleads. "Please. "

Please.

The word almost unravels me. I have to make a conscious effort not to hold her bruised sides, and my hands settle on her hips and I push myself inside of her. Her tight body clenches around me, taking every inch until I fill her up.

"Mmm." She moans. "It feels so good."

I start slow at first, rocking my hips against her with a smooth consistent pace to warm her up. She's still so fucking tight, and I promised to take things easy on her, but I'm chomping at the fucking bit. I want to unleash on her. I want to let loose. I want every bit of restraint and resolve I've shown up until now to be blasted away.

Little by little, I move faster, pumping and out of her with enough force that her body rocks and she clings to the sheets for dear life. Each time, she takes me deeper and deeper and as I get close to the end, it feels so good I'm almost seeing stars. With a few sharp thrusts, I explode, my cock welcoming its final release. In the same moment, Sadie hits a second orgasm and my climaxing body collapses next to her.

She reaches over and intertwines her fingers with mine as we lay there catching our breath. We're nowhere near done, but the break is nice.