{Jason}Kelsie was upset. I could see that in the way she sat on the bed, puffed out air and crossed her arms beneath her round attractive boobs. It was hard not to stare at her tits, or not to imagine sucking on them. I heard a loud displeased sound from her, it was a sign that signifies her irritation, making me shake my head. Women are confusing, seriously. I could tell Kelsie wants the same thing I want and I could also tell she wants the other thing I do not want, meaning after the sex we both want, she would go ahead to curse my life and my next life-which is the other thing I do not want. Everything simply means she was feeling the sexual tension and wanna act on it badly but she wasn't so sure at the same time. She could end up regret having sex with me. It might not really makes sense to other people but it does to me. It is why the word 'confusion' can be used for this situation. I sighed. She could sleep on this anger tonight and maybe she'd wake feeling good. Maybe.
{Kelsie}Staying around Jason makes me feel and act weird--weird in a way that makes me feel like I'm a different person, a totally different Kelsie. I crave for this guy's touch way too much that when I don't get it, I feel vexed. That is very insane. It seems like just a gaze or word from him can bring up the bad girl acts hidden inside me. While I was with Matt, I didn't feel such strong desire, but now that I'm in a fake marriage with Jason, I feel the fire of passion even when it's just a freaking fake marriage. Jason smashing his lips on mine ignited more lusts far down in me. Every kiss we've shared has got their different uniqueness, their different good taste depending on their meanings, even different level of intensity. This one was so deep in heated desire and so beautiful. Jason withdrew to gaze at my face, his lips red and divided, and soft air blowing on my face. I wasn't exactly sure why he took the quick break but I was sure his beautiful gray/green eyes bori
{Jason}"I love you, baby" I subconsciously mumbled those words and snapped my eyes open. Oh, SHIT. I glanced at my surroundings and realized it was a bright morning already. The empty space beside me told me that I had woken up a bit late today probably because I had dreamt all night about confessing my love to Kelsie. ('I love you, baby')Those words. . . Why exactly did I even think about them. I puffed out air, pushing my fingers into my hair with my eyes shut. All I have been thinking about since the night of the wedding was 'I love you, baby' and all I've been doing was stammer whenever I try to say it out loud. I am such a fucking coward. I love a girl, yet I am frightened. I am scared I'm not gonna be that good at loving her in the right way, scared of the commitment issues I've got. I sighed loudly and started to climb down the bed. Time to face my wife today and I hope I don't do something stupid like I did on my wedding night, stammering my love confession. Minute
{Kelsie}Why had Jason told me he loved me? I have no idea. But why I have been avoiding him since the time he said those scary words to me? Yeah, I understand my reasons. He avoided me a lot too and I don't know if that was supposed to make things easier or harder. I can just say he's made things difficult since the time he said to me 'I love you'. I am so complicated I don't think a guy should just LOVE me romantically. Loving me is not even such a good idea. I didn't marry Jason because I love him, I married him because. . . . Because I love his money, I love the benefits this marriage is gonna bring to me, I love it that I was gonna get married to someone insanely attractive like him, someone my family likes, and he knows all that so why bring such intense and terrifying feeling into this marriage to mess it up. Love would only mess our marriage up and he is smart enough to understand that. Now that we were done with the honeymoon that got ruined the moment Jason had said '
{Jason}The business discussion with Mrs Lions was over and I was more than happy to leave the restaurant. "It's barely a week since you got married and you are already a changed man" Mrs Lions remarked as we walked out of the restaurant together. I arched a brow at her, wondering what she meant by that. "You used to be very quick to anger, but now, not so much" She elaborated politely, grinning. "Oh" I commented as I wasn't sure if she was complimenting me or not, but I knew she was right. Kelsie had unknowingly taught me to be slow to anger."I'm not saying every signs of your short temper has disappeared" I creased my brows. What is this woman even saying? "But I can still say you're a better man than you were before" I hummed. She is literally saying I wasn't a good man in the past, but I can't be that bad, right? Maybe I'll ask Kelsie. By the time I got home, dinner was ready and my lovely wife was already sitted at the dining room. I guess she's been waiting for minute
{Kelsie}Jason was surprised to see me, no doubt and even I was surprised I ended up at the door of his bedroom. I never knew I was that bold to do something like that, but I guess having a lustful mind can make you courageous to do crazy things. My hot husband had a flirtatious look in his eyes as he regarded my short night wear that barely hid some certain parts of my body. His cheeks turned pink as his eyes traced the shape of my breasts in admiration. I expected him to ask me a question like, 'what are you doing here?' But he didn't. "Are you not gonna ask me what I'm doing here?" I asked as I reached the front of his bed. "You are my wife, Kels" He folded his big strong arms across his hard broad chest. "I shouldn't be asking a question like that when we should be sharing a bedroom in the first place"I twisted my lips, feeling my cheeks heat up fast as I knew he was right. He strode towards me, his gaze moving from my hair down to my legs. I felt nervous and my heart was
{Jason}I was feeling that heat again, not the sexual one, I'm not always horny. It's the heat of anger. "You shouldn't have let this happen!" I hissed at the two women standing in front of me, and man, I was missing my wife already. Her magical presence and that amazing coffee would have calmed me down a bit, but she does not work here anymore. She is now my wife. "I am so sorry sir" The two women chorused. I clenched my fist, trying hard not to yell at them. "We are sorry sir" I don't think I can actually stay quiet anymore. "Fuck your sorrys" I cursed not giving a damn about their wince. I wanted to say more, spit out more curses but I remembered Kelsie again. If she is here to hear the venom in my voice as I throw curses at my employees, she would be displeased. "You know how much I hate failures" I stated my usual sentence firmly and they nodded quickly. "You both should have known how much I hate. . .delays!" "We are sorry, Mr Storm" They mumbled with their eyes on the g
{Kelsie}The shock of my life? Jason being serious about the words; 'I love you'Yeah, that's shocking---and scary. There are so many girls he could have fallen in love with, perfect girls that fate would have paired him with, but he had told me he loved me instead of the other girls. I can't love him in the right way, I would end up breaking his heart just the way I did with the other guys. I can't keep a love relationship for a long time, especially with someone that loves me the way Jason does. Matt loved me, and I left him right after breaking his beautiful heart, God bless the guy, he was so good to me. Now, Jason is in love with me, I would leave him too one day. My mum was right when she said I wasn't all that understanding. It's why I can't form a good lasting relationship with the guys I've dated. Maybe Jason is still confused about his feelings. It's probably just lust messing up his brain. I know that it's been a while he's had sex with a girl, maybe after releasing
{Kelsie}I have been feeling my mum's questioning eyes on me ever since I entered the kitchen for breakfast. My mum staring at me is the least of my problems when I still have the clear erotic dream I had with Jason in it. I sat on the barstool to have my breakfast but I changed my mind when my mum kept staring fixedly at me.I took my meal to my bedroom, no one would stare at me there, but as my AMAZING luck would have it, I met my stepdad at the staircase giving me the same questioning stare my mum gave me. Can they all just stop? They way they have those big eyes on me makes me wanna cryyyyyy!!!For fuck sake, they should stop before I really starts to cry over the fact that I miss my husband so much. ***Going downstairs for anything, anything at all, was difficult for me to do. I stayed in my bedroom, curling up myself in a ball most of the time to think about my loving husband. Why am I even doing this to us? Okay, I remember, to save him from having a great heartbreak tha
{Jason} I assessed Kelsie, from her long, soft hair that I wanna run my fingers through, to her smooth thick thighs. I searched her blue eyes, they lacked the light that brightens them up, the glint of mischief I used to see has disappeared and that makes me sad. Kelsie was too quiet, too calm, too peaceful and it bothered me. I prefer the Kelsie that questions me, groans in irritation, yells out her annoyance, shows how pissed she is at me. Damn, I prefer the Kelsie that throws lots of curses at me. When Kelsie is being fierce, fighting me with her mean words, glaring at me, it makes me feel like things are normal, my life is not out of order. That is kinda insane, right? And very hilarious, but it is true. "Are you okay?" I asked, worried about her. "I am okay" That's not true at all, she looks hopeless. "You're not" I told her. She gazed away "Why are you here, Jason?" "I. . ." I frowned at myself "I don't know!" I said, still thinking about her question. "I gue
{Jason}When I woke up, I knew instantly that something was off somewhere. I scanned the room and saw that Kelsie wasn't there. Something tells me that what happened last night was gonna change a lot of things but I don't want to believe that until I saw a note on the bedside table which says:'I'm sorry I left. I just can't do this anymore, you are too good for meKelsie' I crumbled the paper in my hand, feeling like I'm about to burst. She does not have to leave. She does not have to leave. She does not have to. . . .Fuck!!{Kelsie}Things happened so fast that I can't handle it anymore. Maybe it didn't happen that fast, maybe it's just the complicated me thinking it did. My phone beeped and I glanced at it, just as expected, it was Jason who had sent another message. He has called and sent numerous message. 'Where are you?''Please tell me you're okay' 'Kelsie, why'd you leave?' 'We need to talk' 'I miss you, babe''Please just tell me you're okay''Call me if you need
{Kelsie}The shock of my life? Jason being serious about the words; 'I love you'Yeah, that's shocking---and scary. There are so many girls he could have fallen in love with, perfect girls that fate would have paired him with, but he had told me he loved me instead of the other girls. I can't love him in the right way, I would end up breaking his heart just the way I did with the other guys. I can't keep a love relationship for a long time, especially with someone that loves me the way Jason does. Matt loved me, and I left him right after breaking his beautiful heart, God bless the guy, he was so good to me. Now, Jason is in love with me, I would leave him too one day. My mum was right when she said I wasn't all that understanding. It's why I can't form a good lasting relationship with the guys I've dated. Maybe Jason is still confused about his feelings. It's probably just lust messing up his brain. I know that it's been a while he's had sex with a girl, maybe after releasing
{Jason}I was feeling that heat again, not the sexual one, I'm not always horny. It's the heat of anger. "You shouldn't have let this happen!" I hissed at the two women standing in front of me, and man, I was missing my wife already. Her magical presence and that amazing coffee would have calmed me down a bit, but she does not work here anymore. She is now my wife. "I am so sorry sir" The two women chorused. I clenched my fist, trying hard not to yell at them. "We are sorry sir" I don't think I can actually stay quiet anymore. "Fuck your sorrys" I cursed not giving a damn about their wince. I wanted to say more, spit out more curses but I remembered Kelsie again. If she is here to hear the venom in my voice as I throw curses at my employees, she would be displeased. "You know how much I hate failures" I stated my usual sentence firmly and they nodded quickly. "You both should have known how much I hate. . .delays!" "We are sorry, Mr Storm" They mumbled with their eyes on the g
{Kelsie}Jason was surprised to see me, no doubt and even I was surprised I ended up at the door of his bedroom. I never knew I was that bold to do something like that, but I guess having a lustful mind can make you courageous to do crazy things. My hot husband had a flirtatious look in his eyes as he regarded my short night wear that barely hid some certain parts of my body. His cheeks turned pink as his eyes traced the shape of my breasts in admiration. I expected him to ask me a question like, 'what are you doing here?' But he didn't. "Are you not gonna ask me what I'm doing here?" I asked as I reached the front of his bed. "You are my wife, Kels" He folded his big strong arms across his hard broad chest. "I shouldn't be asking a question like that when we should be sharing a bedroom in the first place"I twisted my lips, feeling my cheeks heat up fast as I knew he was right. He strode towards me, his gaze moving from my hair down to my legs. I felt nervous and my heart was
{Jason}The business discussion with Mrs Lions was over and I was more than happy to leave the restaurant. "It's barely a week since you got married and you are already a changed man" Mrs Lions remarked as we walked out of the restaurant together. I arched a brow at her, wondering what she meant by that. "You used to be very quick to anger, but now, not so much" She elaborated politely, grinning. "Oh" I commented as I wasn't sure if she was complimenting me or not, but I knew she was right. Kelsie had unknowingly taught me to be slow to anger."I'm not saying every signs of your short temper has disappeared" I creased my brows. What is this woman even saying? "But I can still say you're a better man than you were before" I hummed. She is literally saying I wasn't a good man in the past, but I can't be that bad, right? Maybe I'll ask Kelsie. By the time I got home, dinner was ready and my lovely wife was already sitted at the dining room. I guess she's been waiting for minute
{Kelsie}Why had Jason told me he loved me? I have no idea. But why I have been avoiding him since the time he said those scary words to me? Yeah, I understand my reasons. He avoided me a lot too and I don't know if that was supposed to make things easier or harder. I can just say he's made things difficult since the time he said to me 'I love you'. I am so complicated I don't think a guy should just LOVE me romantically. Loving me is not even such a good idea. I didn't marry Jason because I love him, I married him because. . . . Because I love his money, I love the benefits this marriage is gonna bring to me, I love it that I was gonna get married to someone insanely attractive like him, someone my family likes, and he knows all that so why bring such intense and terrifying feeling into this marriage to mess it up. Love would only mess our marriage up and he is smart enough to understand that. Now that we were done with the honeymoon that got ruined the moment Jason had said '
{Jason}"I love you, baby" I subconsciously mumbled those words and snapped my eyes open. Oh, SHIT. I glanced at my surroundings and realized it was a bright morning already. The empty space beside me told me that I had woken up a bit late today probably because I had dreamt all night about confessing my love to Kelsie. ('I love you, baby')Those words. . . Why exactly did I even think about them. I puffed out air, pushing my fingers into my hair with my eyes shut. All I have been thinking about since the night of the wedding was 'I love you, baby' and all I've been doing was stammer whenever I try to say it out loud. I am such a fucking coward. I love a girl, yet I am frightened. I am scared I'm not gonna be that good at loving her in the right way, scared of the commitment issues I've got. I sighed loudly and started to climb down the bed. Time to face my wife today and I hope I don't do something stupid like I did on my wedding night, stammering my love confession. Minute