Page 53 of The Sins of Silence


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“Can’t wait to see what?” she whispered. She reached down and scraped her fingers through my hair.

“This.” I leaned up and stroked my fingers over her stomach. “I keep trying to imagine how I’ll feel seeing you with a bump and knowing there’s a life in there that is a part of both of us.” I smiled at her before I bent down and kissed above her belly button. “Hopefully they will be the embodiment of everything that their mother is.” I rested my cheek against her stomach and gazed up at her.

“You’re so sweet, Christopher.” Her chest heaved underneath her blue satin bra. “I hope it’s a little boy that is just like his daddy.” Her eyes glistened as she gazed down at me and I would give anything to have her look at me like that every day of forever that we had together.

I crawled up her body, needing her lips on mine. Since leaving the Army, I sometimes felt like the noise in my head became too much. It often felt like the speakers were on full blast and there was no way for me to mute the sound or the madness that it makes me feel.

Only Isobel could make the noise go. Only Isobel could make me feel safe.

“Where did you go?” She reached up and framed my face with her hands. “I feel like I lost you then.”

“No.” I lowered my face and rested my forehead against hers. “I was thinking…” I didn’t finish my sentence as I was unsure on how to phrase it. I was worried that one day she would realize just how messed up my head and thoughts could be. That it would be enough and that she would leave me. I knew that she loved me but I also knew that I wasn’t the most easiest to deal with when my thoughts or panic attacks took over.

“What?” She placed her hands on my sides, bunching the material of my t-shirt in her hands. “Tell me. I want us to always be honest with each other. I don’t want there to be any secrets between us.”

I stared into her eyes as I admitted the truth. The truth that I was terrified to admit that she would see one day before she gave in and walked away for a quieter life.

“I was thinking that I want to be enough for you.” I kissed her lips softly. “I always want to be enough for you.”

“You already are,” she whispered. Tears leaked out the corners of her eyes and I immediately wiped them away. “I hate that you carry scars from your days in the Army. I hate that you have sacrificed so much.” She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. “And take this off.” She began trailing my t-shirt up my body. “I want to feel your body against mine as you make love to me.”

I leaned back on my knees and yanked my t-shirt up. She immediately sat forward and unbuckled my jeans, moving them down to my thighs. She slipped my cock out and gave me a quick pump and I could feel myself harden more beneath her touch. I quickly kicked them off, throwing them to the floor before I returned to my position between her legs.

I reached down and rubbed my thumb over her clit. I loved the way she moaned as her hips moved up off the bed, seeking my touch more.

“Don’t tease,” she whispered. She reached her arms up for me and I didn’t have it in me to stretch it out. “I want you inside of me.”

I held myself over her and as my lips met hers, she reached down between us and firmly grasped my hard length. She spread her legs further and slowly guided me to where she needed me.

We both moaned as she guided me inside of her and as she lifted her legs, I knew that I was done for. I rocked my hips against her soft flesh, moaning at the way that she squeezed me.

“I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.” I ducked my face into her neck and began to kiss, nibble and suck her creamy soft skin.

She gasped at my actions, tilting her head back, exposing more of her neck to me. The action also thrust her chest out and I immediately began peppering kisses down over her breasts.

“Make me come,” she whispered. She threaded her fingers into the back of my hair and held my head to her chest. “I want to see you lose control.” She ground her hips against mine and I knew I would be blowing my load early if she continued doing that. “Take from me. Show me I’m yours. I want to see it.”

I rolled us over, pulling her with me until I was settled on my back.

“I’m yours to take.” I reached up and twisted her nipples before I moved my hands down to her waist. “I want to see you break.”

She placed her hands on my chest, lifting up on me and slammed herself back down.

“Oh, fuck.” I tightened my grip on her waist and helped her move on top of me. She was a beauty as she rocked on top of me, seeking her pleasure from me. “I can’t wait for you to be my wife. I can’t wait to have forever with you.”

I was so lost in her body moving on me that a double-decker bus could have crashed through the apartment and I would have been none the wiser.

“Let’s elope!” she gasped. She reached down and pulled my hands from her waist. She didn’t stop until she was holding them over her breasts. It was sexy as hell the way that she had lost control and as she squeezed our hands over her firm and supple breasts, I knew that I was right where I belonged. “We can get married anywhere. I want to be yours.”

I wrapped my arm around her waist and as I tipped her backwards while still remaining inside of her, her shriek of surprise was cut off as my hips took over. I thrust inside of her in short, hard thrusts as I fucked her into her fourth orgasm of the night.

She moaned my name long and loud as she held my lips to hers. The only sound in the room as I came inside of her was our pants mingling together and our mouths as we kissed in the darkness.

We lay like that for several moments with her leg hitched over me and her head on my chest. The apartment was quiet but I felt like my mind was spinning at a hundred miles per hour.

“I can’t wait to be your wife,” she whispered. She lifted her head and gazed up at me. “And I meant what I said. I want to be yours. In every way.”

I stared down into her beautiful eyes. I wanted what she was offering me so badly but I knew that we couldn’t do that. My Isobel wasn’t a‘sneak off and elope’kind of girl. My Isobel was a woman that I wanted to do it right with. I know that a wedding was a big deal for women. They liked to have the big white wedding and I know that’s what Isobel always imagined.

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