Coming into the bedroom from her walk-in closet, with the reflection of the moonlight through the Windows, " Marie couldn't help the simile on her face as she looked toward bed with her husband Clayton of 35years sleeping as he snuggles the pillows as if he were trying inhale her scent".
She walked towards her window, taking a deep breathe as her eyes adjust to beautiful scenery in front of her, as so may lights twinkle in dark of night striking up memories of so many years ago, "when she and Clayton were both young and thick as thieves, sneaking out into the night just to be together, telling crazy stories, cracking joking, talking about both futures, drunk nights, stolen kisses as she sigh with great contempt.
The oldest of the twin Eric their son, 27years old got married over the weekend, after so much preparation over the last few months for wedding, it came out beautiful, locations, flowers, staff, and everything was done to make it great. The wedding planner really out did herself. As the wedding went, when it came to the vows, watching the boy looked at his bride say his vows, "it were as though time and world stood still just to listen to every words he says her.
At that very moment, Marie knew her son was utterly and completely in the with girl but it also got her thinking, "did clayton really love to marry me against all odds"?
While still in her thoughts, she felt those familiar strong hands wrap her around, with that husky voice that always sends her weak in her Knees, as he places kisses on neck making her moan slightly, "why are you still awake?" He asked as she replied, she couldn't sleep, just lost in thoughts.Clayton spins her to face him, and questioned what were you thinking, when you met to be in bed in my arm, as she replied saying it was nothing, stupid thoughts.
Sugar pie, don't lie to me", he say I really hate it when you do and when you do, your head is always down to avoid looking at me or eyes just focuses everywhere except me, just like you doing right.
Marie laughed, and said you know me too well sweets. She bit her lower lip contemplating if she should as him, when he kisses her lightly and she responded, and slowly those kisses turn into something deeper leading to a make out session which abruptly came to an end as both were trying to catch their breatheAfter all these years, this man the love of her life, in that heated moment, in such a calm voice while she was still aroused could still have strength to ask her what was her thoughts. "She chuckled, as her fingers trace every line from his neck to his chest downwards to his V-region trying to distract him as he did to her.
Apparently, she distraction didn't work knowing her too well, he raised her chin so her gaze won't let go of his beautiful deep blue eyes which makes her love again and again as his thumb graze her lips encouraging to say out her thoughts.Then, it suddenly occurred to her that she doesn't have the guts to ask the worrisome question but she knows she has to say it anyways while she prays for luck within herself as whispers, "why did you marry me?, I mean why marry me a black woman?
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In Love
General FictionBeing married to clayson, Marie couldn't help ask herself if her husband truely loved her? Was it love or mere infatuation? You have to read to find out.