H.I.R.E

Chapter 2

Glenn
"What!" Screaming at me, hurling her wine glass at me. I avoid the glass as it lands on the wall, with its contents splattering everywhere. You hired an escort!, a whore!" Each syllable spoken with hurt and resentment. It was transparent in her eyes.

In an attempt to keep my composure, I quickly steal a moment to calm my nerves. Closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath, i frantically search my mind for suitable words which would hopefully work in my favor and appease her.
"Annalise..I" "you what! stop trying to explain, there's nothing to explain here. You hired a whore to take my place. You claim to want to make our marriage work, but you're now trying to replace me" Realization flashing through her damp eyes.

Each word disguised as a dagger, thrown at me. Contrary to her strong belief that I didn't care, I did and seeing her like this hurt me as much as it hurt her.
"That's not true, you and I both know I still love you. Again we are both aware of the fact that we need space to figure out how we truly feel about each other at this point. I hired her because I felt it would be better for the both of us if we take some time to clear our heads" contemplating my point of reason, she contains her thoughts while she pours herself another glass of wine. Taking a sip, she glares at me then abruptly hurls the glass at me again. "Liar!" She screams.

Within seconds she proceeds to open the drawers, taking out all the Glasses, throwing them at me, one by one. "You bastard! How dare you stand here and insult me with your lies! You're doing this because you still blame me" the last words she spoke were pure hurt, shame.

Sinking down onto the kitchen floor, tears flood her soft eyes. I find myself level with her,taking her in my arms. Trying to soothe her trembling frame I continue to talk to her, "Annalise I forgave you, a long time ago. It's time for you to forgive yourself now. I love you".

Looking up at me, I see the hope in her eyes, but it is quickly replaced by anger. "Get out! Go! Go to your whore and fuck her! Then maybe she can give you another son" straining her last words as an act of defiance. She knew that this was a button she shouldn't have pushed, but the defiance in her eyes told me she knew exactly what she was doing.

Unable to contain my anger, I suddenly loose control of my feelings, " You always do this! Every time I try and be close to you, you push me away! Don't you think his death is hard on me too!? He was my son as well. You know what? I thought, we can try again, have another son, maybe even two more kids but guess what! You push me away every time I try! It's like you want me to hate you. I don't. I love you, I want to love you. You just won't let me. Maybe that's why I've resorted to hiring escorts to fuck me!". A sharp gasp escapes from her mouth as she slaps me.

Looking at the expression on her face, an expression of betrayal, my heart breaks as I realize the implications of my words. I didn't mean the last poisonous words I uttered . I had no intention of having sex with Morgan. I loved Annalise. Looking at her I cup her face with my trembling hands and I lean in and kiss her.

Tugging at her lower lip I trace my tongue along the entrance. She refuses. I growl in frustration and I try again. Struggling to catch a breath. "Let me show you I care" I say in a low,
husky voice as I pick her up with each thigh contained in my hands. She automatically wraps her legs around around my waist and opens her mouth, greeting my eager tongue and embracing the hunger, pain, hurt that I harbor in my kiss as i transport our bodies to the counter.

Scared she'll change her mind, I stop kissing her and I move on to make slow hard kisses on her neck. I eye her looking for signs of submission. Tilting her head back she struggles to stifle a moan. Fighting the hunger and the desire growing in her.

I remove my left hand from its current position , making slow traces up and down her thigh. Nearing her centre but not quite getting there. I want the anticipation to convince her of her hunger and need for me. Removing my right hand, I use my fingers to softly trace her black lace bra to the back as I unclip it, letting her breasts gently fall into my hands. Flicking my tongue on her right nipple, I try again, "I won't touch you unless you let me, say the word" I say, almost pleading with her.
"I.. I can't" struggling to talk, as the pleasure distracts her.

Making my frustration known, I slide my fingers in her matching all lace knickers, moving them up and down her wet folds and I slowly but firmly rub her clitorus. Slightly arching her back, she lets out needy moan and I stop. This time Im sure she won't try and resist, leaning in to kiss her,I demand,"say it" breathing the words in her mouth. She looks at me with need as she leans in to kiss me, her hands sliding down my erect shaft, whispering in my ear, "take me".

Smirking, I quickly move the dishes off the counter and I gently lay her down on her back. Making soft traces on her bare chest I slowly untie her silky belt and I let her soft gown fall to her sides. Lowering my body, I remove the remaining piece of underwear she has left and I let it fall to the ground. My fingers immediately trace her wet centre, teasing her as she whimpers in anticipation. I then stop and plunge my tongue in her opening, making soft swirls and letting the tip lick her sweet juices off her folds. Arching her back she lets out a loud moan, begging me not to stop.

I then replace my tongue with my fingers and I push one finger in her opening, slowly pushing it in and out. Watching her body , I then push two fingers in , continuing my motion and bringing my mouth on her delicate mound. Sucking her mound aggressively I pace my fingers, willing her to reach her climax. Screaming obscenities she calls my name out, begging me not to stop as her body spasms. Her tight walls greedily gripping my fingers. Waiting for her to regain control of her body,removing my fingers, I make my way up to kiss her while I hurriedly let out my eager shaft. Rubbing the tip up and down her opening. She groans, making her impatient mood known. I make that my cue as I thrust in deep,causing her to tilt her head back, arch her back. Screaming my name and giving her body in to the pleasure. I take it out almost immediately, denying her the luxury of accommodating my large shaft in her tight walls. Thrusting in deep again, she screams obscenities and she begs me to go faster. Following her orders I pace my shaft until I collapse on her, we're both panting and silent, each satisfied and happy with the sudden turn of events.

Well at least I was. I hate fighting with Annalise, I never want to hurt her, ever. Picking her up I carry her upstairs to our suit and I sit her on the bed as I go and turn the shower tap. Going back to get her I remove her gown and I carry her to the bathroom. Removing my remaining garments, I then motion for her to step inside as I follow behind. I slowly start washing her , letting my love for her guide my hands on her beautiful frame. Looking up at me, she smiles and leans in to kiss me "You make me crazy Glenn, crazy In love with you" I kiss her back gently. "I will always love you Ann, no matter what".