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111. His touch is my heaven
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Tuberose 112. The Ecstasy of Love [18++]
Abigail's pov - "I can't wait to taste you, Abby." He sits between my legs and unzips my pants. I grab the bedsheet and he pulls down the pants. Now, I am only in my panties. "I must say your every curve contains the magic of attraction. I swear to continue till you fall asleep." His voice is seductive, and his eyes are set on my private part. Am I blushing or burning? I can't detect that. I only want him to be there as soon as possible. "Pleeease." I literally plead to get him. "Don't worry, I am going to satisfy you for sure." He winks and bends down. He is kissing me from my hip to my thigh curve. It's tough to keep my hip frozen. "Hey, don't move much. Let me have my wife." He is chuckling. "Let me do yours. Then I will see how you react." He comes to my face immediately. "Oh really. Best of luck next time but now. I want to see your shivering during cum." He enters his hand inside my panty and I exhale louder, "Oh damn. Mick." I close my eyes and he is rubbing in my V-lips
Tuberose 113. Driving me insane
Abigail's pov -I carefully slide off Michael's arms, my heart still fluttering with happiness and disbelief. Did all of that really happen? Did Michael truly accept me and make me his own? I can't stop smiling as I look at him, peacefully sleeping.I reach for my phone and find 4 missed calls along with 2 messages from Chloe. My excitement is interrupted by a sense of worry as I read her messages.Chloe: 'Abby, where are you, girl? Is Michael okay? I had to leave as Dad fell from the bed.'Damn, I couldn't even let her know that Mick is fine. Then I check the 2nd one.Chloe: 'I need you, dude. It's tough. Maybe I will lose my Dad.'My heart aches badly. She is afraid and alone.Trying not to disturb Michael's peaceful slumber, I gently shake him to wake up, but he remains deeply asleep. I attempt to get up from the bed, but a wave of dizziness sweeps over me, forcing me to sit down on the edge."Is it the side effect of being so exhausted?" I wonder, blushing at the memory of the wild
Tuberose 114. She is my wife
Michael's pov - I have such a bad headache, I open my eyes with a groan. I find Ema by my side, "What the fuck? What are you doing here, Ema?" I literally yell because she is naked and lying by my side. I try to get up but I find myself naked as well and I cover myself with the blanket which was tucked around me. "Michael, relax. It's me." Ema is startled. How can she still stay without covering her? Abby is not like this even though I am her husband so I look away. She might get me so she takes her clothes swiftly. "You can look at me. Why are they behaving like this? You were different before you slept." That gives me a shock as someone is gripping my heart hard. "Did I do something against your will? Did I cheat on Abby?" I don't know what to say but everything is shivering. How could I do this? "You didn't do anything against my will as I am deeply in love with you. However, it can be counted as cheating on Abigail." That hits my everything. But why can't I recall anything? I
Tuberose 115. Why did she cheat on me?
Michael's pov -I am feeling disgusted even to look at Ema."Will you finish the clip? Chloe left in a while but your wife left just a while ago. What was she doing here for such a long time?" My heart sinks now."S-she might have some other work." I stammer. I don't know why but my palms are getting cold. Is Ema right?"Yes, in a hotel room for almost so many hours." I don't know what to say. She holds the phone in front of my eyes.Abby is leaving alone and her clothes are kind of messy. She is looking so exhausted as well. I gulp with fear. What if I am wrong and Ema is right?"It's nothing like that. Stop putting your thoughts in my mind. And I am leaving, don't follow me." I intend to leave immediately."Undress her. What if you find some proof in the form of so many hickeys on her body." I shake my head and leave the room. I don't know what to say or do.I am passing the reception, "Hello, sir. Your wife left a message." I furrowed my brows. She knew that I was still here and she
Tuberose 116. Care
Abigail's pov -It has been a week already, we had our first time. However, things are not the same now. After that, the gap between Mick and me increased by 10x. He comes home late at night and leaves for the office earlier. He barely talks to me and if I try then he avoids me. I am unable to take all of these.I look at the clock and it's half past 23. Mick is still not at home. Here my head is aching as hell. I can't look at the laptop screen. I try to get up from my chair but the pain. I sit on the floor holding my head. "Aah, ouch. M-Mi-Mick." It's aching a lot. I can't tolerate it anymore. I feel like I am losing my strength to stay in a sitting position."Hey, Abby. What's wrong?" Mike is here. Thank God. He grabs me into his embrace. It has been quite a long time since I was into his warmth."My head." I fail to utter more."Did you get hurt, Abby? I told you to be careful. You had an accident, Abby. A major one. The doctor asked you to be extra careful. When will you learn to
Tuberose 117. Crumbled World
Michael's pov -Abigail is sleeping. I stop massaging her legs and look at her face. She scared me when I entered the room. How much I have doubts about her but my heart is always fighting with me that she can't be like this. Should I talk to her? Maybe I am taking her wrong. Maybe I should ask her directly. Then things can be sorted. But what if things get worse? Aargh! I don't want to think about anything else.I slowly take the food plate from the corner table. She couldn't even eat because of the headache. I am having food from her plate and looking at her. Her innocence always tells me that she can't cheat on me. Alas! I have to believe that only. But still, I can't leave her. I couldn't even ask her any questions. Am I that much fallen for her? I never thought I would be so much into her that her every wrong will seem the right.My eyes keep drifting back to her, unable to resist her captivating presence. How did I fall so deeply for her that her every fault feels right?Anyway,
Tuberose 118. Grief and Guilt
Abigail's pov -The rain lashes against the windshield as I speed through the desolate area, my vision blurred by tears. My heart pounds in my chest, matching the intensity of the storm outside. I can't escape the suffocating pain and grief that has consumed me.Every twist of the road mirrors the turmoil within me, and I can't help but remember how I used to find solace in the rain, finding comfort in its gentle patter on the window. Now, it feels like a cruel reminder of the storm raging in my heart.I slam on the brakes and the car screeches to a halt in front of a gnarled tree. I clench my fists and pound them on the steering wheel, the pain in my knuckles only amplifying the anguish in my soul."Why?" I scream into the emptiness of the car, hoping the storm will drown out my cries. But the rain seems to echo my agony, a symphony of tears from the heavens above.Unable to contain the overwhelming emotions any longer, I fling open the car door and stumble out, my knees giving way as
Tuberose 119. Tears in the Storm
Michael's pov -The drizzling rain continues to fall, creating a melancholic atmosphere that matches the heavy hearts of Michael and Abigail. We stand under the tree, the storm lessening but occasionally punctuated by distant rumbles of thunder, as if the weather itself reflects the tumultuous emotions between us.I reach out tentatively to touch Abigail's shoulder, my hand trembling with uncertainty. "A-Ab-Abby," I stammer, desperately searching for the right words to express the remorse and guilt that consume me.Abigail shrugs off my touch, her demeanor cold and distant. "Please, let's go home," I plead, hoping that returning to familiar surroundings might offer some semblance of solace amidst the chaos of emotions."How can I?" Her voice drips with bitterness, and the weight of her pain feels almost tangible. "That is your home as well," I say, my guilt preventing me from saying anything more."You are the reason I am an orphan. For your carelessness, I lost my parents, damn it. An
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