Broken Vows

...chapter 3.3...

Chapter 3.3

the moment mia caro marito decided to take his revenge on me, his balls were in danger. We have still not consummated our marriage, the first night ended after one steamy heavy make out session.

Thanks to mother nature unexpected arrival.

You won't believe the expression Chris wore the whole night after realising he can't have it. He even spent a huge amount of time taking shower.

It was hilarious.

When i think about having such intimate contact with Chris, I really don't mind it. We both really don't have any reservation for each other. Everything comes naturally. Now looking back in the time the thought of running away looks like a joke to me. Mom was right it's going to be okay, we'll work it out between us.

However, tonight i'm on a mission and that is to make this insolent jerk cry out from sexual frustration.

I peeked at him, he was concentrating at the movie. The lights from tv flashing on his handsome face. he's really a specimen to drool after, i trailed my eyes from his face to his smooth neck,peeking out from his black hoodie.

I liked my dried out lips. Suddenly the room felt so hot.

My visual fantasy was interrupted by the source himself, " are you done eye raping me, donne." he spoke softly giving me a short glance before focusing back on the TV.

" i'm not." i jerked my face away from his direction and looked at the TV.

Wrong move, I shouldn't have looked in this direction. Like bloody hell how do the crew and actors sleeps at night after creating such monsters. don't they feel scared.

I inched closer to him gluing the left side of my body with him. He looked at me but didn't say anything.

Slowly i placed my hands on his thighs, still focusing my gaze on the screen.

Just then this ghost brutally killed someone, splattering blood everywhere. i grabbed his thighs tightly on reflex, making him jerk back in pain. " ouch that hurts Ella." he mumbled, rubbing the injured area. He also shifted slightly away from me.

This is not going well i have to think something else. What if i impersonate those fragile heroins from cliche dramas. men like that sort of things. Right?

Let's give it a try, anyway there is nothing to lose.

" Chris." I called him in the most gentle tone i can muster.

"hmm."

I gently touched his muscular forearms, adding a little pressure, "I'm scared baby."

He jerked his face towards me, giving me a surprised look, " well, you can cuddle with me. If you want." he mumbled hiding his face away from me, but his right hand was spread open inviting me in..

he had rolled up his hoodie sleeves, giving me a delicious view of his forearms. Girl those popping veins are deal breaker.

I slipped under his blanket wrapping my arms around him, i placed my head on his hard chest. I could hear his heart beat. It was not beating it was rushing.

we continued to watch this bloody two hour long movie. But, Now i was way too comfortable in his arms. It felt so good. Fatigue finally got to me, after a hectic day of sightseeing and everything. my whole body slowly relaxed down.

Since i'm too tired i will let you off the hook this time.

A big yawn left my mouth as i snuggled more into my husband's body, seeking for warmth.

the last thing i remember before slipping into deep slumber was, Chris burning lips on my forehead.

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