Hell Of A Marriage {18+}

Chapter twenty nine - Your decision

“The dinner was lovely, Keenan. I enjoyed myself.” Vary tells me as we walk towards the door to her room and she unhooks her arm from mine.

After we finished eating, I took Varisha out for a walk on the top of the Royal City restaurant where we spent the next hours talking and getting to know her even better. Even little things matter if we are hoping to make this work. I don’t want to assume that I know her because I only know twenty per cent and so that assumption would be completely absurd. I’d like to hear from the girl herself.

I asked questions while she answered some of my questions about her favourite food, favourite holiday and a little more about her than I already know, which was amazing, and I have to say I’ve fallen even more in love with her. It was Vary’s idea to return home early to get enough rest and be early for work tomorrow and even though I didn’t like the idea; I respected her decision.

I smile down at her, even though I’ve gotten too used to her closeness to my body and her pulling away now feels weird. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself because I did too.”

We stop when we get to her door and I open the door for her and she steps in, she bites down on her lips nervously, “Keenan what you said earlier about how you felt-” he begins but I don’t let her finish.

I place a finger to her lips and silence her. She presses her lips together quietly, “I meant it, Varisha and I hope you believe that.”

She lowers her head to avoid my eyes and I know it’s her usual way of hiding how she is feeling. My hand slowly tilts her chin up to look into my eyes and when she does, she releases her lips slowly and softly breathes down. My eyes catch her full wet lips glittering in the dark and my groin tightens at her action and I can’t help being drawn in. And my head slowly lowers and my lips take possession of hers. The taste of her lips feels like heaven and I can’t help wanting more.

My hands wrap around her waist and pull her closer to me, and her hands come around my neck as she kisses me back. My tongue sweeps over her teeth and when she opens, I slide it in and lick deeper into her mouth. I push her against the doorway and my hands sweep over her legs tactically. I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist.

My lips move down from her lips to her neck and kiss and caress her there, and she moans out as she tugs against my hair.

I love the way she clings to me like there’s nothing else to do; I love it when she lets me touch her and kiss her sweet lips. And I love the needy moan that leaves her lips and I love the weakness taking over her now.

“Keenan,” she calls out, her voice weak and quivery and I stop and stare at her, waiting for her to say what is in her mind, but she says nothing. Instead, she just bites her lips and breath down. I lick her lips and crash my lips hungrily down on hers again.

My hands lift to her back and I undo the zip of her dress and my hand hungrily feels the warmth of her skin. She shivers and clings to me even more than I move further into the room and bring her to the bed after shutting the door.

I peel the pretty dress off her skin and toss it onto the door, leaving her in her black panties and bra. I returned over her and I kiss her neck again, this time leaving small bites there, claiming her body like it’s mine. She moans loudly, her breath becomes heavy and short and she twitches under me, rubbing my slowly growing erection without even noticing it.

This is how I want her to always be, mine completely and no one else’s and she’s mine to love, cherish and take care of. Then I remember she’s still going on the date with Enoch Alfred tomorrow, the damn actor she’s talked about earlier today.