Sincerely yours

Chapter 1: Not so bad after all

Embre's POV

Today marks the day of 2 years of me and my husband Chase Kingston have been married. Although events like these are suppose to be filled with love, joy and passion. Yet, ours never is. Quite frankly, it's just a reminder of how long I've been in love with a man who will never love me back. I know I know. Pathetic huh. I couldn't agree more, but I just, I can't find it in me to leave.

I get up and look to find the other side of "our" bed empty. I'm not even surprised since that's how it always is ever since we've been married. I wish he'd at least give us a chance. But he can't even look at me without throwing hateful words and disgusted glances at me. It hurts, it really does. But I just keep living because I mean what else can I do. I really have no one else.

I do my morning routines and little chores around the house then head to the supermarket to re stock on some groceries. That takes me about 2 hours before I'm home and by then it's already time to start preparing dinner. I decide that I'm gonna try and make this night at least a little special for us and I'm gonna try my hardest not to get my hopes up.

A few hours later ...

"God this was so useless, he'll never love you." I mutter to myself disappointment and sadness laced through my words.

I look up to the clock to see it's now 11:43pm and know that he's probably out with one of his usual lady friends, like always. I sigh and get up starting to pack everything I prepared away. As I go to blow out the candles I hear keys rattling with the door until a wobbly looking Chase comes stumbling into the room. Our eyes meet and my heart starts beating wildly like it always does.

"Embre, baby c'mere." He slurrs as he beckons his finger in a "come here" sign. I start slowly making my way to him trying to ignore the endearment of how he referred to me as "baby".

As soon as I'm standing right in front of him he looks into my eyes as he lifts his hand to caress my cheek. I lean in to his palm on instinct and my eyes flutter close. I mentally scold myself for being so weak.

"Your so beautiful." He mutters under his breathe probably thinking I didn't hear him, but fuck did I hear him because my heart is beating rapidly in my chest rite now I bet he could probably even hear it. Ugh pull yourself together Embre.

I can smell the alcohol coming off him and automatically know he's drunk so when I go to step out of his reach he does the unexpected. He grabs my hand and pulls me to his chest forcefully causing my chest to connect with his. Instantly making me breathless and all flushed.

WARNING *** Mature content : ***

My nipples automatically hardening against his solid chest. He must notice this because he looks down at me with the most gorgeous smirk on his face.

The next thing I know are his lips are crashed on mine in a hungry needy kiss with my back pinned against the door and my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. His tounge makes its way into my way in the most erotic way and I swear my panties soak just by that little movement. What? I haven't been laid in over 2 years bare with me. I feel his hands start to journery up the skirt I had on as he starts to rub my thighs slowly. I'm so needy for him to touch me that my hips thrust against his body causing him to smirk into the kiss. His hand then cups me and oh god I swear my breathing just stops. My gasp is definitely heard by him, once again causing him to smirk down at me again. But I'm too caught up in being so turned on to even notice.

"You wet for me baby?" He whispers in my ear.
He has no idea I swear. I'm practically dripping with need right now.
He slides my panties to the side and runs his finger up my soaking slit, causing me to jolt with pleasure.
"oh shit..." I moan as he touches me with so much delicacy and stares at me with so much lust and want.