DAVID COUGHED, reaching for the napkin and slapping it over his mouth as his eyes gaped unbelievably at the photo that had taken about three more blinks to fully register.
He zoomed him and felt his mouth water. It wasn't her large breasts or spicy red nipples that had excited him per se (he had seen them so many times that he memorized every hit and hatter ) it was the look on her face — a look he had never seen before. It thrilled him, more so that his throat tightened and he coughed again, earning a confused look from his parents.
"Are you alright David?" Amanda asked, and he nodded quickly, reaching to drink from his glass of water.
"What's the meaning of this?" He typed back a quick response but in return, received another photo, and the mere thought of what her fingers might have been doing between her thighs made his member twitch excitedly.
He released an unholy grunt and typed quickly. Hell, she needed to be taught a lesson.
Five rules. Hold your bouquet low.Shoulders straight. Head high.Don't forget to walk.Be careful not to trip on your dress.Smile at the guests. Dawn went over these rules, pacing around the room with her heart beating a million times faster than it should. She had spent the last few days of her life rehearsing for this moment - waiting for her time of glamour to reveal itself but now that it was finally here, she felt stuffed and the figure-hugging white wedding dress didn't help lighten her burden. "Quit pacing around, you're making me dizzy" her sister, Paula, (who'd been watching her walk back and forth for over ten minutes) scolded with a slight huff of annoyance but Dawn was too apprehensive to notice. She'd been fidgety all morning and having Paula as the bridesmaid wasn't doing anything to help calm her down. In fact, it made her worse. "I c
Later that day, just as the sun was beginning to dip into the sky, Dawn found herself highlighting down from a private ride and stepping into a shimmering hotel building in a city far away from home."Feeling better?" David asked, noting how she'd consecutively barfed on the plane ride, and in her defense, no one mentioned taking a flight to Miami, not that they needed to, but her motion sickness has always been top-notch.She hummed a reply and nodded, too weary to do anything else. When they arrived at the door, David slipped a key card and pushed, revealing a large room with heavy lighting.She stepped in first, going further to give the interiors a better look. It was a luxury sedan with expensive-looking items accompanied by a great view of the ocean a
With the crisp of daylight mist peeping into the room the next morning, Dawn awoke from her deep slumber and fluttered her eyelids open to the exquisitely furnished room.Last night was incredible...They hadn't made love or gone beyond skin-to-skin intimacy but the things he'd done with his hands, and his mouth... and his teeth... and his tongue — she thought it amazing, utterly remarkable, and beyond wonderful.She stretched out and squeezed her eyes shut as she worked the sleep out of her muscles but her sudden movements around the bed only woke David. He moaned, his strong arms protectively wrapping around her waist and pulling her back against his smooth, toned chest.
Dawn got up to begin her morning toilette. She disentangled her body from Davids' and walked into the bathroom, rolling her hair into a lazy updo as she stripped down, chancing a quick glance at herself before stepping into the shower and turning the water on high so it poured over her head in steamy streamlets. As the water cascaded down her hair and soaked into her skin, she closed her eyes, leaning against the cool tiles as she felt the dull pain between her thighs ease itself. After twenty-four years of waiting, she'd finally lost it. She had given her innocence to the man she loved without regret and he took it, making her feel like a woman — desired, wanted, and loved — she should've been happy, she should've been feeling giddy and g
Six months later... The neon reflecting bar Thumped with hundreds of conversations told in loud voices, all of them competing with the rock music that dominated the smoky atmosphere. It was a Friday night and like every other Friday in the city of New York, the clubs were packed with people dancing and shimmying to infectious bass music. Circling his perfectly shaped fingertip around the rim of his glass, David stifled his sigh, thinking of better ways to have spent a work-free night rather than inhaling the nauseating blend of sweat and alcohol whilst watching sweaty bodies gyrate and contort on stage like birds high on crack. He should be home. He wanted to go home, to his safe place inside Dawn. He missed her te
Chapter six After taking a train to the other side of town and stopping at her regular street vendor, Dawn sipped her cup of latte as she walked the two blocks to work. When she arrived at her desk, she took out her phone, connected it to her computer, and dove straight into answering a few emails. Dawn worked at the consultation department in one of the rookie companies in Newburg and her position as a canvasser was certainly not her dream job but it was worth the while. You'd think that marrying a millionaire would make her a sturdy housewife but she loved to work and sitting home all day made her feel mo
Dawn pressed her lips together and shut her eyes, taking a deep breath before shaking her head and strolling over to the quencher counter where she picked up a glass and looked around.Although it was not customary for invitations to request special attire, people dressed ostentatiously; women in evening gowns and men in dinner jackets. She certainly didn't belong in a place like this and though she would've much rather preferred spending the night laying on her bed and reading a book, David was very persistent and knew just how to get what he wanted.As she poured herself a glass of freshly squeezed juice, the stage lights flicked on, revealing an elegantly dressed man who walked up to the microphone and flashed a smile with jacket was thrown roguishly over his shoulder, as if he were posing for one of his television ads.It didn't take up to a few minutes for the crowd to coo amusedly and turn all attention to him."Hello everyone" he greete
Dawn pressed her lips together and shut her eyes, taking a deep breath before shaking her head and strolling over to the quencher counter where she picked up a glass and looked around.Although it was not customary for invitations to request special attire, people dressed ostentatiously; women in evening gowns and men in dinner jackets. She certainly didn't belong in a place like this and though she would've much rather preferred spending the night laying on her bed and reading a book, David was very persistent and knew just how to get what he wanted.As she poured herself a glass of freshly squeezed juice, the stage lights flicked on, revealing an elegantly dressed man who walked up to the microphone and flashed a smile with jacket was thrown roguishly over his shoulder, as if he were posing for one of his television ads.It didn't take up to a few minutes for the crowd to coo amusedly and turn all attention to him."Hello everyone" he greete
DAVID COUGHED, reaching for the napkin and slapping it over his mouth as his eyes gaped unbelievably at the photo that had taken about three more blinks to fully register.He zoomed him and felt his mouth water. It wasn't her large breasts or spicy red nipples that had excited him per se (he had seen them so many times that he memorized every hit and hatter ) it was the look on her face — a look he had never seen before. It thrilled him, more so that his throat tightened and he coughed again, earning a confused look from his parents."Are you alright David?" Amanda asked, and he nodded quickly, reaching to drink from his glass of water."What's the meaning of this?" He typed back a quick response but in return, received another photo, and the mere thought of what her fingers might have been doing between her thighs made his member twitch excitedly.He released an unholy grunt and typed quickly. Hell, she needed to be taught a lesson.
A MONTH LATER..."You son of a Gun!" Tanner's voice reverberated through the Bluetooth earpiece, forcing a flinch out of David as he drove in through the iron gates."Can you fucking stop yelling, my ears still hurt" he groaned, pulling into the garage and turning off the ignition. "Why does it matter to you who your assistant dates, you clearly said you weren't into her""But we had sex!""You have sex all the time," he said rather pointedly, narrowly rolling his eyes as he opened his trunk to retrieve his suitcase. "Look, if it bothers you so much that she went out with another guy, stop being a big pussy and do something about it.""It doesn't bother me," Tanner snapped half-heartedly."So why the fuck are we having this conversation then?" David drawled back, locking his car and making his way to the entrance of the house."Nothing. I don't know. Fuck man. I think I just need to eat her out again. Yes, that
Dawn awoke suddenly, her brain flat in battery as the exertions of last night took a heavy toll on her.Being caught in a marathon of erratic problem-solving, she had gotten little to no sleep and her phone wasn't any help either as it went on with ringing relentlessly.She groaned in distress, turning away from the egg yolk sun and shooting her hands out on the table to grab her phone. Had it been a call from work or Becky, she would've ignored it, however, it was Tanner's name that flashed on the screen and he seldom called her except on rare important cases."Hello?" She spoke drowsily into the phone but there was no reply and after a passing second, she pulled the phone away from her ears to double-check the ID."Tanner, are you there?" She asked again, picking up rapid breaths from the environment."Turn on the news Dawn" he finally spoke, his voice heavy and grim. It made her crease her brows in worry."Did anything happen?
Dawn disentangled herself fromJacob as quickly as she could. "David-d I can-n explain." she stuttered, her words already failing her as she caught sight of the burning fury in his eyes."What the fuck is going on Dawn?!" he lashed, the vein in his forehead pulsating as his anger grew beyond measure."Please let's go." she begged as a few people nearby stood and began to stare, none daring to intervene."What's going on here?" Jacob jumped in, his masculine impulse making him straighten his shoulders. "Dawn, do you know this guy?""This guy?" David repeated, curling his hand into a ball as he finally looked up the idiot who had his filthy hands all over his wife."Look, I don't know who the hell you are but you have no right to waltz in here and harass her like you own the place.""Fucking stay out of this." he gruffed and turned his attention back to Dawn. "We're leaving" he reached for her but Jacob stepped partially in fr
David was troubled.The time clocked 8:25 yet, there was no sign of Dawn and that bothered him.His fingers drummed the gold-clothed table, agitation in his every move as he bit on his bottom lip occasionally.The last time this had happened it didn't end so well and frankly, he didn't know what he'd do if she didn't come home or at least take his damn calls."You need to relax man" Tanner, who'd been watching him for quite some time advised, clamping a hand over his shoulders to reel him out of his thoughts."How can I?" He sighed."You worry too much, she's probably out with her best friend"He blew out a frustrated whoosh of air. "I doubt""Come on David, I brought you out here to have a good time with me and not think about your wife like she's some lost princess""You don't understand Tanner" he just couldn't help it. He just couldn't think straight. He needed to see her and at least know she
The bright sun seeping throughthe window had woken Dawn up the next morning.Her eyes fluttered lightly, trying to adjust her momentarily blurred vision as she attempted to move away from the bed only to realize that she had fallen asleep on David's naked chest.Looking down, she groaned, mentally cursing at herself for letting him have his way with her. She made a motion to roll off him, but his warm arm snaked around her back and kept her in place. "Are you trying to leave me again?" He asked, his hands rounding her tighter.Dawn ignored his question and made another attempt to get off him but he held her firm, enjoying her struggle as it only added to the friction in which her breast rubbed against his chest."David let go" she murmured, scrambling on his chest.David stifled his chuckle. "Thought you'd never talk to me""Wish I didn't have to" she muttered, narrowing her eyes to the side as she conti
The last fifteen minutes ride had been a silent nightmare.They'd both stayed mute, unwilling to talk as they wrestled with their inner thoughts of what-ifs.When they reached home, Dawn got out of the car as soon as it stopped and quickly walked into the house without waiting or checking to see if he'd followed behind but he did and before she could climb the stairs, he grabbed her hand to stop her. "Dawn, honey, I'm sorry okay. I shouldn't have let her get that close" he stated, trying to pull her close but Dawn freed herself and walked ahead of him to their bedroom.His words might have been sincere and genuine but she didn't care, at least not now. Not now that her body boiled with a type of anger she couldn't describe.She knew about his past, she knew he'd probably slept with half the women in the Boroughs of New York City, she just never really wanted to accept it and frankly, she didn't expect the reality of it to sting s
Dawn sat on her chair, one hand propping up her chin and the other absentmindedly tapping a pencil on the dusty board desk. You'd think with how much revenue they charge they'd afford more janitors or perhaps, a working air conditioner.She sighed, turning to glance at Mike, the leader of the editors' team who sat on her right, leaning back into his seat whilst seemingly trying to count the number of tiles on the ceiling. Either that or he was muttering to himself, which wasn't entirely impossible considering he had a mental health record.To her left was her desperate best friend who unsuccessfully tried to pay attention to George's monotonous lecture on how the stock charts had waned pitifully low regardless of the fact that they had spent sleepless nights reading, re-reading, and analyzing every single method on market ratio.Releasing a loud breath, she slouched on her spot, dazing into oblivion but the sudden buzz of her phone startled her from nearly
A FEW WEEKS LATER...Dawn stared at herself in the mirror, a light blush on her face as she analyzed the bright red burns evident on her neckline.Last night was amazing...Her hand instinctively brushed against her slightly swollen lip, allowing the image of their heated foreplay replay itself in her head — his kisses, whispers of sweet nothings, his teeth melting into her skin, tongue over her nipple, finger inside her deep sex.It was tremendous, she thought, utterly fantastic and beyond wonderful to have a husband who was so mad for her.They didn't usually see one another during the day for he had his work and she had hers, but at night, he pounced on her like a horny lion possessed with the need to release its pent-up desires. His energy seemed endless — always trying new things, positioning her in new ways, teasing and tormenting until she was screaming and begging, never sure whether it was for him to stop or keep go