Crumbled To Dust -Book 2- (Chris Motionless)

Chapter 1

(A/n: I'm soooo sorry but I have to change things up a bit. Just pretend that it's still 2015 and that Madeleine wasn't born. They are still married though! Sorry, I didn't know I was going to do a sequel so that's why I ended it like the way I did and Wattpad won't let me edit it. The time plot is 3 months after the wedding)

Athena Pov

I take a huge sigh out in relief the second I find my beautiful wedding ring on the tile bathroom floor. Smiling to myself as I put it on my wedding finger, I couldn't help but to think of Chris.

My husband, I thought to myself. Mine and only mine, forever and always. I absolutely love the thought of that; I'm just hoping that he has the same mentality as me. He's on tour right now, but he'll be home in a 3 days; I can't wait to see him!

- Chris Pov -

Finally, home sweet home. I might have told Athena that I was going to be home on Saturday but I wanted to surprise her. Isn't that what a good husband does?

Surprise their beautiful wifes to see a beautiful smile on their face? I put my bags down and unlock the door with my keys.

- Athena Pov -

As I am still in the bathroom I hear the door open in the living room. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Is it Ryan-Ashley? She might have the keys to the house. I walk to the living room to be completely surprised.

Chris.

I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand as I see him in the entry way with his hands open, requesting for a hug. "Chris!" I shout, running to him. I grasp him in a tight and warm hug and is greeted by his dashing scent of cologne.

Tears of joy fall from my eyes at the thought of him here with me. "I missed you so much," he admits as his face stays in the crock of my neck. "I missed you too," I let out honestly.

He then softly, yet fiercely places a kiss on my lips, just to be broken by my smile. "Like a lot," I whisper, him resting his forehead on mine. A quick peck was shared before he went to get his bags and closed the door.

"I thought you were coming home on Saturday," I point out while we get ourselves comfy on the couch. "I wanted to surprise you," he replies. I smile at his answer. It was only one month but that is still too long when you're away from the person you love the most.

I give him another kiss. "I heard that people are more likely to make babies on a couch," he remarks with one of his eyebrows raised and a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh really?" I ask, seductively. I pull his shirt to be closer to me.

***

"Aren't you going to come in?" I ask Chris as I get in the shower. We got a "little" sweaty, so now we both need showers. He quickly strips down to a bare body and smiles. "Of course I am," he answers.

He gets in and I close the shower door. I bite down on my lip as he begins washing his hair. He's just so god damn sexy. He looks up and sees me looking at him. He smirks at my pleading look.

Two rounds? Two rounds. He harshly smashes his lips on mine; his tongue was begging for entrance into my mouth. Nope, we'll fight for it. He places his hands above my head, on the bathroom wall and I grab onto his hips.

After our tongues fighting, I let him take the lead. He then kisses down on my neck, hard enough to leave love marks. I close my eyes in pure pleasure and smile at thought of him leaving marks, showing everyone I'm his.

"Just fuck me already," I moan out softly as he sucks on my soft spot. I felt his smirk. "Beg me," he commands. I give him a death glare. He laughs and kisses my lips. "Don't worry babe, I was playing," he lies.

I chuckle and roll my eyes. "Hurry," says myself, demanding for him. He gives himself a couple of strokes before he carries me to be on him. I wrap my legs around his torso. I bite down on my lip as I slightly jump up.

After about ten minutes, moans were filling the room and so were the sounds of skin clapping, and about ten more minutes after that we were done.

"I love you --- you know that?" He questions, wrapping a towel around his hips. "I love you much more than you think," I answer, also wrapping a towel around my body.

He smiles and says, "hey, how bout we go to a party on Saturday?" I had to think about it, but then I realized that he never gets to go out anymore. "Sure," I answer. This might be really fun.