You're Mine, Forever

You're Mine, Forever ~ Chapter 29

Pure bliss.

Pure marital bliss.

I was on that molecular state of wholeness.

We'd been married for almost six months now and God helped us for making our marriage work.

I could believe we survived, but survived it, we did.

Who would have said that two total strangers, who got married after just a few days of meeting could last longer than this?

I would have laughed at them. But no, we made it and our marriage was getting stronger.

Sometimes I wondered, if I had met him under different circumstances, will I ever had this chance to be with him?

All I know was that everyday I felt like celebrating, because he made me happy and satisfied.

I considered myself to be an honest person so I was going to be honest with myself.

I love him.
There.
I said it.

That was the main reason why I was still here.

Waiting.
With him.
For him.

To open up to me and tell me his emotions.

Although he'd never spoken the words, deep inside I knew he felt the same way.

I'd never been in this kind of situation before. So in love like this.

Never this needy and never had this potent urge to be wanted.

This longing, this tender emotions he evoked from me, it havocked my wits.

I sighed.

Oh Lord, I was daydreaming again.

Here I was, failing again on my diversional activity and couldn't stop staring.

Just looking at him could send me into these hypnotic conditions. That sexy, muscled body was making my senses swirl.

I was watching him while he was hammering a nail into the wall. He wanted to place our large wedding picture frame on a wall in the living room. It was a late wedding gift from his parents.

They bought the frame all the way from Spain, where they spent their summer vacation a month ago. It was wooden hand-crafted, carved and designed beautifully.

He was bare-chested and sweaty. I sighed again. Envious of that wet pants of his. I wished I was the one plastered and snugly hugging his thighs.

I sucked on my lower lip. My eyes were having their orgasms so I casted them low. I need to concentrate on what I was reading.

"There", he finished his task. "Is it straight?", he asked.

I was forced to glanced up and assessed his finished product.

I nodded.

He smiled at me then he went down from the chair he used to boost himself up.

He walked towards me after placing the chair on the dining area.

He leaned closer and kissed my lips.

That surprised me.

"I can feel your eyes on me when you thought I wasn't looking", he drawled. "You're lusting after me, aren't you?"

"I-I'm not", I denied, lying. "I was just worried you might fall."

His brows went up. Not believing. Obviously he didn't buy that lie.

"Okay", he sighed. "So, what are you reading?", he took the pocketbook from my hand and his smile widened.

He caught me!