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Chapter 5: Losing Faith

Author: R.C. Wynne
last update Last Updated: 2022-10-20 14:11:37
Selby entered the house through the garage, and Disturbed blaring through the house speakers assaulted his ears. Well, something has set her off. He weaved through the house to his office where the music originated and turned down the volume on electric guitars and drums. He inhaled the silence.

Dropping his briefcase by his desk, he went in search of Faith. It didn't take long. She was in the kitchen butchering carrots and hurling them into a pot of boiling water. "I want to hug you, but I think I want you to put the knife down first." He stopped at the edge of the counter and bent his head, attempting to peer into her eyes. "Bad day at work?"

Faith kept chopping at the carrots, and Selby assumed he would need a new cutting board before long. "Work was fine. At least, it was until my mother showed up."

He should have known. No one could work Faith up more than Valerie Driscoll. Selby always believed that to be the older woman's superpower. He chose not to say anything, though. Instead, he just walked around the counter, turned Faith to face him, and wrapped his arms around her, careful of the knife. He never knew what to do when Faith's mother decided to be a bitch, so most times, he did the only thing he could and just held Faith, letting her know he was there for her. The only other option was illegal; if they ever found the body, that is.

He felt her squeeze him tight before wiggling out of his arms. "I have to finish dinner," she said as she turned back around.

Selby kissed the back of her head. "I'm going to wash up." Faith just nodded as he gave her ass a pat and headed for the master bedroom. Once he was in their room, he took a deep breath. He could kill Valerie Driscoll, at times. She was the only rough spot in their lives. The sad part was, he saw no reason for it. Faith did nothing to antagonize her mother. Valerie was just a bitter, old woman.

He ran cold water over his face, washing away the workday and the bile that erupted in him against his mother-in-law. No mother should treat their child that way. Of course, Cherish and Dennis, Faith's older brother, were never assaulted with their mother's vile disposition. For some reason, it was only Faith who bore the brunt of her hatred. Selby stared into the mirror as if it were a crystal ball. I wonder why that is?

Faith served dinner on the back deck, while the waves of the Atlantic beat a steady cadence in the background. They took almost all their meals there because Selby enjoyed it. What was the point of living on the beach if you never took advantage of it?

Faith had everything set up, and the Goo Goo Dolls now played through the speakers, a sign she was calming down. She had even lit the tiki torches that edged their wooden paradise. The March breeze had a bit of a chill to it, but in Florida, it was never truly cold, at least, not to Selby. While he loved traveling, nothing compared to Florida for a tropical paradise.

"How about a walk after dinner?" He slid into his chair as he picked up his glass of Merlot.

Faith had changed into a tan sundress, foregoing the bra and, with any luck, the panties, too. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, revealing her small ears and slender neck. She must have laid out within the past few days, because her dusting of freckles was more pronounced as it led down her shoulders and chest. Selby couldn't help but smile at how beautiful she was, and he wanted—hungered—to lean over and kiss her small nose. "We can do that if you want," she said as she scooped cooked carrots onto her plate.

Throughout dinner, Selby tried to engage Faith in conversation, but she wasn't having it, answering in short, clipped phrases. Perhaps she hadn't calmed down as much as he thought. She stared down into her plate, seeming lost, even though she barely nibbled at her food. It was pretty much just him and the Goo Goo Dolls.

After dinner, he helped clear the table and, even though she said she'd get the dishes, he stood there, dried them, and put them away. Faith would talk. She just needed time to get through the storm of emotions that churned inside of her. As much as Faith said she didn't care, Selby knew she did. Deeply. Yet, nothing they ever did had changed her mother's bitchy behavior, and truly, there was no reason for it. Faith always did everything her mother wanted. It wasn't until the past few months that Faith had decided to shed her conservative skin and explore her sexual side. Of course, her mom didn't know about their exploits. Still, Faith's newfound lifestyle had altered the way she carried herself. Perhaps it was that change in confidence Valerie Driscoll despised. Faith was no longer under her mother's thumb, and the woman hated it. Selby would not permit Faith's mother to control her ever again if he had anything to do with it.

And he had a lot to do with it.

"What are you thinking?" Faith held a plate out to him.

He smiled as he took it, running the rooster covered hand towel over it. "I was thinking of stripping you once we got on the beach and taking advantage of you."

"Were you now?" Faith leaned back against the counter, drying her hands, dishes done. "And what makes you think I'd let you?"

Selby put the plate in the cupboard as he dropped the towel on the counter. He slid in front of her, gripping the counter with a hand on each side of her, so she couldn't escape. "Because, Mrs. Greer," he leaned in and dusted her neck with kisses, "I know you," he kissed her throat, feeling her lift her head, giving him access, "for the little tramp you are." His tongue brushed her flesh like an artist painting as he licked down her throat to the top of her dress, kissing his way to her chest.

Her groan filled his ears as her hands draped over his. "Am I now? Is that what I am?"

Selby pulled his hand out from under hers and slid the strap of her sundress off her shoulder, following the string with soft kisses as he slid it down her arm. "Yes," he moved to the other side, "you are." He slid the thin strap off her other shoulder and down her arm. "And you love," he kissed her warm flesh, "every minute of it." He leaned back, grinning at her as he pulled the dress down over her chest, freeing her small globes to the cool air. "Don't you?" He lowered his head and ran his tongue over her hardening nipple, feeling the small pearl contract from his touch.

Faith's hands came up to his head, her fingers threading into his hair. He could feel the tightness of her body as passion replaced the cold emotions of the day. "I'm beginning to." Her voice was husky, filled with the lust she felt.

He slid his hand up her thigh, pulling the dress up with it. Her flesh was warm to the touch as he slid his hand between her legs. She eased them apart as his fingers grazed higher. Her pussy dripped with need as he plunged two fingers into her, making her gasp with pleasurable surprise. As his fingers strummed her sex, Selby used the other hand to free his swollen cock from the confines of his pants.

Faith never moved, her head tilted back, hair falling behind her. With his cock free, Selby slid his fingers from her wetness and lifted her into the air, his hands around her thighs. Faith braced herself with her hands on the counter, wrapping her legs around his waist as he eased his cock into her sweet cavern. He held her in place as he fucked her, his cock driving into her with a slow, steady rhythm, her whimpers feeding his hunger.

Selby leaned down and kissed her chest, her shoulders, as his hips pounded into her thighs. Faith was helpless to move, her hands on the counter and his under her thighs keeping her airborne. Her moans echoed off the kitchen cabinets as he felt her body tense and her legs begin to stiffen with the orgasm he knew was close to exploding. He gripped her thighs tighter, thrusting into her faster, spearing her with his hardness.

Her inner walls pulsed around his cock, sucking him as well as her mouth could. He could feel his balls tighten, ready to explode. Faith cried out as her body started to shake and buck against him. His own orgasm hit as he felt his cock erupt deep inside of her as her passion dripped between them. Her tits bounced, and he wanted so badly to lean in and take her taut nipples in his mouth, but he remained frozen in place, holding her up until her body relaxed.

The ripples of pleasure subsided as she lowered her head to gaze into his eyes, a smile widening her cheeks. "So much for the beach."

Selby lowered her feet to the floor as he felt their juices drip between them. He pressed up against her, kissing her neck. "I couldn't wait."

Faith wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight. "I'm glad you didn't."

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