Page 115 of Shadows and Whispers


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I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and was on my way out the kitchen when he was up, cutting off my path.

“You went for a drive that brought you home at two in the morning. Which means your new wife was here alone on her first night in this house.”

“Were you here?”

“Yeah, Lias, I was here.”

“Then she wasn’t alone, problem solved.”

I pushed past him but didn’t get far. He grabbed my arm and turned me back toward him. “I made a promise to trust you and you made a promise to trust me. I’m upholding my end of the deal, are you?”

No.

I wasn’t trusting him enough to be honest about what was going on in my head.

“I’ve been feeling a little off. Dr. Temple did an adjustment to my meds, so I should be good now.”

“That’s all?”

He stared at me, silently gauging whether or not he wanted to accept whatever response I was going to give.

“That’s it, Ez. You can stop worrying. If it was more, I would tell you.”

Which was the truth. I wouldn’t risk not having the trust of the only person I knew I could truly count on when shit got bad. Ez had been with me during the depths of my lowest points. He’d seen the ugly side of this.

He nodded sharply and his posture relaxed. “Call next time. It’s not just you anymore.”

You have a wife.

“I know. I fucked up. Won’t happen again.”

Being back home in this house was strange enough but walking into my room feeling Cress’s presence was a different level of awareness about how much my life had changed. Her scent replacing mine, her things scattered around my space, her presence in my bed should have felt like chaos but what I felt was calm in the midst of the storm.

I stood over the bed watching her shallow breaths until I couldn’t stand the distance then I leaned over her, brushing loose strands of hair from her face, watching as her dark lashes fluttered over her cheeks. Her expression was relaxed, peaceful. I knew I could exist in this moment and never tire of the experience.

After a quick shower, I slipped into a pair of briefs and eased into bed with my wife. I allowed myself to relax after gently tugging her into me. It was crazy as hell how I’d always thought the simplest shit like watching someone sleep was unrealistic, nothing I would ever find an attraction for. But the minute I buried my nose in her hair and felt the warmth of her skin against mine, I completely understood the appeal. I watched Cress for a while, allowing her scent to settle into my subconscious. Eventually I felt my own breathing find the rhythm of her shallow breaths and that peaceful state I was beginning to rely on crawled to the surface.

* * *

The next morning, I awakened my wife with my mouth. By the time Cress stirred, I had already been up for hours. I knew I wasn’t sleeping but a few hours seemed to be enough to keep me level. With the way my mind was racing it wouldn’t settle enough for me to actually get more than a few hours at a time.

She rewarded me with a moan of pleasure when my tongue traced circles over her clit. When my fingers dipped into her, she raised her hips just enough to give me a better angle and her thighs began to tremble. I pinched her clit and her back curved beautifully, reminding me of how graceful and limber my wife was but I preferred her more when she was wild and unfiltered. When I’d pushed her limits to the point where she couldn’t maintain the practiced control she was used to.

“I want to be angry with you…” I slid two fingers into her, but kept them shallow while I lifted my eyes to find hers narrowed on me.

“Why?”

“You left me here alone last night.”

“And I’m apologizing for that right now.” I flattened my tongue and slid my fingers in a little deeper, granting one long swipe across her folds while they worked with a steady pace dipping in and out of her.

“Sex isn’t an apology. It’s a distraction.”

“No?”

I peered up at her for a moment while my fingers dipped lower, faster.

“Shit, no…yes…you’re not playing fair…”

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