Hell Of A Marriage
y's
ive room looking for clues why I'm here and why am naked,
on my mind, I slowly lift the bedsheet
as the fear of the
ld I have gone so out of control last night? How could I have let things get out of hands last
ay the rules I've lived by
someone who wasn't my soulmate? Someone
e and I realise I wasn't even alone in the room, to begin with. All
e at him. "What's wrong?" I ask, trying to mimic his voice, sniffing
and gets up from the b
but soft hairs on his legs. I can see a little of his six packs and muscled stomach before he turns away a
ate and turn me o
a more important issue at hand.
y teeth, "What the hell di
, walking away and he must still be drunk if h
s, "Stop lying to me damn you!" I smack my
e lost, "I remember nothing that happened last nigh
. All these years I've kept myself and for what? For s
ame him so much. He's not as innocent as he
e up on the way through the words because of my tears. "Lure
n my mouth to keep myself from speaking for fear of crying instead. "Beh, non abbiamo fatto sesso la scorsa notte" he says something in a foreign
m naked!" I exclaim angrily and loudly, not getting why he'd stil
ht be a bad idea to say I'm naked when there's an almost
I don't speak Jap
, it's Italian!" then he grins, more excitement flashing in his eyes, "are you nake
nd he covers his cheeks with his hand and stares at me
I am in this mess all th
huge, muscled made man I do not want to be overstepping. If he has his way w
ust left. "As much as I'd like to take the credit for all that love, I can't." then he look up at me, "If I wanted to have sex with you, I would ha
at his mean words. I'd be damned to let his word have root in me. "You'
admit that I fucked you last night?" and he strides toward me, his long legs covering much ground as he moves towards me and
other emotion disappears. "I fucked you rough just like the hungry animal that I am and guess what?" His brow rises, and he brings his lips down to my ear to whisper, "you loved every bit. Hell, you craved it like I knew you wo