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“He deserves that.”“And you deserved not to be abandoned back then by both your parents and your brother. They’re assholes.”He pauses chopping. “No calling Nick an asshole.”“But he was. He knew you’d be all alone and still left anyway because he was selfish. Like my mother. People like them don’t care about who they leave behind and then pick up their lives as if we never happened, and that’s wrong, okay? It’s messed up and hurts on empty days because I keep thinking, was I not good enough? Was I just a stone in her life that she so easily kicked away and moved on with her life? Was I unnecessary?”“Hey.” He grabs me by the shoulders and the warmth of his big, strong hands seeps under my skin. It’s a safety net, one I can hold on to with all my might and not worry that it’ll break and let me go.“You’re not fucking unnecessary, Gwyneth. Do you hear me?”“You’re not unnecessary either, okay? Fuck your parents for only realizing your worth after losing your brother. I want to punch t
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NathanielGwyneth said she doesn’t like hiking.Then she wakes up early this morning, puts on her clothes, and says, “Take me hiking, husband.”So I did exactly that, then fucked her against a tree to teach her how to behave and not be a flirt. Although, in her case, that only makes her act out more.Over the weekend, hiking has grown on her so much that she doesn’t even need me to carry her on my back anymore. I’ve done it anyway because her tiny body wraps all around me and she plays with my hair and face and neck and anywhere her hands can reach.She’s a touchy person. One who needs physical contact to feel connected. But she doesn’t go around touching everyone, just her inner circle that she deems safe.At the moment, I’m in the middle of that circle and it’s a fucking wild ride.Any time spent in her presence is. Even when she’s sleeping, she stretches her body out all over me and hides her face in my neck. Or she lays her head on my lap and flings her legs in the air.Like right
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She stirs, moaning softly in my neck, before she pulls back and stares at me, then at the notebook that’s still open on the letterM.All sleep whooshes away from her face as she startles and snatches it from my fingers. She staggers to the other side of the sofa, pulling it close to her chest.“It means nothing.” She smiles, but it’s with effort and barely-there. This woman can’t fake a smile to save her life and it’s weirdly endearing.“Do you want to find her?”“No!” she says too fast, too defensively.“Hey, this is me, not King. You don’t have to lie or hide to protect his feelings.”She winces. “Was I that obvious?”“Kind of.”“It’s not that I want to find her because I want a relationship with her like Dad thinks. I just want to ask her why, you know? I want to know why I meant so little that she threw me away and didn’t care whether I lived or died.”“I understand.”“You do?”“I’m sure King understands, too, even though he doesn’t want to admit it or admit that he can’t erase he
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“What…what are you doing?”“Stay like that.”“Why?”“Don’t ask any questions, got it?”“O-okay.” The breathlessness in her tone makes my dick strain against my shorts.So I stand up, push them down, and remove my T-shirt as she watches me with those huge eyes that have turned into a myriad of bright colors, all mingling and mixing the more she watches me.I shouldn’t feel fucking proud that she looks at me like that, like I’m the only one who exists in her world, but I do.And it feels fucking euphoric.“Now, I want you to open your legs in the air, baby girl, like what you do when you sleep upside down.”Her face turns a deep shade of red, but she does, lifting her legs and opening them, giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy.I position myself on my knees at her opening and glide my dick up and down her soaked folds.Her legs tremble in the air and she moans, then groans. “Nate…”“What?”“Aren’t you going to fuck me?”I push two inches of my dick inside her pussy, then p
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“I can take anything you offer, Nate.” She smiles and I can’t help mirroring it. Lately, I noticed how easy it is to smile around her.“Come on, let me take care of you.”“I love that. When you take care of me, I mean.”I carry her in my arms and take her to the shower, where I fuck her slower in the cunt while I clean her. Then I wash her hair with her vanilla shampoo. She kisses me on the neck for having remembered to pack it.We spend more than an hour in there, fucking and cleaning and messing everything up again, especially after she gets on her knees to clean me and ends up sucking my balls dry.Once we’re done, I wrap her in a towel and carry her back to the bedroom to dry her hair.“It’ll dry on its own,” she grumbles, staring at me through the mirror.“That’s not healthy. Stop being lazy.” I run my fingers through her strands and inhale her scent. The scent that should be boring but is now growing on me more than anything. Then I turn off the hairdryer and brush the strands b
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GwynethDad woke up.Dad. Woke. Up.I still can’t believe it and keep mentally shaking myself during the entire ride to the hospital.I think I’m dreaming.That’s what I did when he first had the accident, I slept upside down and dreamt about Dad tilting his head and telling me that sleeping in that position isn’t healthy.Then I woke up and he wasn’t there, but there were tears in my eyes.So that’s what I think during the entire ride. I think that this is a dream—I’ll eventually wake up and Dad will still be in a coma.My nails clink together and I dig them into my skin. Pain means it’s not a dream and that the call Nate got was real.That my father is back.We don’t talk the whole way. I just listen to my NF and Twenty One Pilots playlist and count the minutes until we get to the hospital.Anytime he opens his mouth, I raise the volume until he gets the memo and stops trying to speak. I don’t want to talk to him, I don’t want him to spout more words that will cut me open. Because y
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“Of course.”I storm to Dad’s room even though my limbs barely carry me. Nate doesn’t follow me and I think it’s because he wants to talk to the doctor.There’s a nurse moving Dad’s arm so he doesn’t get bedsores. Ever since his bruises and broken bones healed, he just looks asleep.When it got to be too much and I missed him so badly, I used to sit beside him and joke that he doesn’t fit the Sleeping Beauty role. It was either that or crying whenever I came here.“I’ll do it,” I tell the nurse, and she lets me, even though she stays to watch. I learned how to move my father, to wash his hair without much water, to clean his body, and make him as comfortable as possible.“Dad…it’s me, Gwen,” I announce my presence before I lift his arm and stretch it out. He lets out a sound, a grunt or a moan, I don’t know which.I stare at the nurse, bug-eyed, and she nods. “It’s because you’re stretching his arm.”“Am I hurting him?”“No. I believe he’s probably reacting to your voice. Keep talking
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He shouldn’t know things about me and bring me those things because they’re what keeps me at peace.“The nurse said he opened his eyes and talked to you?” he asks.I just take a slurp of my milkshake. Yes, the asshole bought it, but it’s not its fault and it should be consumed.“Gwyneth.” There’s a warning in his tone because he’s a god, and gods don’t like being ignored.They don’t like being defied.Well, too bad for him because I’m in the mood for anarchy.“Look at me.”I don’t.“Gwyneth, I said look at me.”When I refuse again, he steps in front of me and grabs my chin with two fingers. They’re strong and powerful and so warm, it feels as if I’m being set on fire.His size eats up the horizon as he stares down at me with disapproval. As if he has the right to disapprove right now.I jerk my head away from him. “Don’t touch me.”A muscle tics in his jaw and his brown eyes rage in color, darkening. “What did you just say?”“I said, don’t touch me, Nate.”“You’re my fucking wife. I w
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AIDENThe hotel room was probably nice. I’m not sure. I barely glanced at it as the porter who had carried our bags up tried to give us the ten-cent tour.“The coffee machine is over here,” he said, and seemed to be about to demonstrate how it worked.“Got it.” I pressed a twenty-dollar bill in his hand. Not so much a tip as a firm suggestion to leave. He took me up on it.“What if I wanted to know how the coffee machine worked?” Layla teased, tilting her head and putting a finger to her mouth.“If you want coffee, I’ll figure it out.” I walked toward her.Her smile widened behind her finger. “I don’t want coffee.”Normally, I liked to take my time with Layla, but over four hours in the car, so close but unable to really touch her, made me impatient. I walked her backward until she came up against the dressing table, then lowered my mouth to hers. As always, our connection ignited like wildfire, a fusion of emotions and desire that had been building for weeks. Our lips met, and time s
