Betrayal

Chapter 56

TRIGGER WARNING

Ali

I'm dazed, taking shallow breaths, and shudder when he kisses my neck repeatedly. I smile between each breath. I'm wrapped in his arms, lying on my side facing away from him, with his cock still inside of me. He's filled me with his come not even a minute ago. His breaths are warm and staggered as he pants and sighs.

The sun is shining brightly through the windows. I glance at the clock. It's almost eleven. He woke me up with kisses and it turned into fucking. It all happened very quickly the way it always does with us. I don't know how many times I've come since Saturday morning. Too many times to keep track of. I know my body is sore and I feel as if I've run a marathon.

"We've gotta get to the courthouse," he mutters and eases out of me. "Fuck."

I turn onto my back and nod at him.

"You still want to marry me, right?"

I roll my eyes while he rubs his.

"Yes, of course."

When he smiles sleepily I smile back at him.

"In Aspen?"

I shrug and he widens his eyes, moves closer to me, and strokes my bottom lip.

"You don't want to go to Aspen?"

"I don't know," I whisper. "I think the price of that jet is just insane. And I was thinking about the beach house. I always think about it."

His smile grows.

"You wanna get married in the Hamptons?"

I shrug again, then nod.

"Then that's what we'll do. Whatever you want, sweetheart. I'll make a couple calls."

My face is heating up and my heart is thumping roughly against my chest. I'm excited. By tonight, we'll be married. I'll have his last name. He'll be my husband. It doesn't feel real, but it is. All I ever wanted was to be his, totally and completely, and it's happening.

"Mrs. Sallow," he murmurs against my lips. "Alison Sallow. Such a nice ring to it."

My lips quiver into a smile as he kisses me. His stubble is rough and coarse. He hasn't shaved in the time I've been here and it looks as if he's working on growing out a beard, a mix of white and black hair covering the lower half of his face, but I know he'll shave today.

"I love you so much. I hope you know that."

I nod slowly as I kiss him back.

"I love you, too," I whisper.

We intertwine ourselves, unable to get any closer to each other, and I nestle in. He's so strong and warm. A safety. I feel so safe with him. I nearly always did except for when he hurt me. The only man who's ever really known me. No one could ever know me the way he does.

His phone begins to buzz and he sighs, rolls over, and grabs it. I look at the screen as he holds it above him. My stomach drops just from seeing her name. It's Rebecca.

"Always at the best times," he says sarcastically. "Why don't you go take a shower? I'll join you when I'm done."

I nod and slowly climb out of bed. As he sits up he's answering it and stretching his back.

"Hey... I'm at home. Why?"

I watch as he tilts his head back and sighs slowly, then immediately stands up. I stop as I reach the bathroom down. He looks uneasy on his feet, sits back down, and tightly grips the bed frame. My stomach drops further. I can hear her... wailing on the other end of the phone. It's a sound unlike anything I've ever heard before. As if she's in agony.