Page 39 of Til Death
“Touch me,” I repeated.
I was far from a pillow princess and loved to be caressed and touched during sex. It made my body feel more alive.
Yosiah licked his lips and lowered his gaze to where our openings met. Refusing to let him ignore me, I moved one of my hands to his chin and forced his eyes back on me. Leaning down, my lips parted and breaths came out rushed against his lips.
“Touch me, hubby,” I begged. With each word, my lips brushed against his.
“Say please,” he grunted.
Never one to be shy in the bedroom, I had no issue begging. “Please, please touch me. I need you to touch me.” My lips slammed into his. At first he was stiff, but it didn’t last. The moment he started reciprocating, I moved my other hand to find his and brought it to my breast.
Yosiah wrapped his hand around my breast. It filled his large hands easily. A moan left my mouth into his. His tongue filledmy mouth the moment it opened, capturing it as its own. The faint taste of the liquor he had been drinking filled my tastebuds.
Yosiah rolled my nipples between his fingers before pinching and twisting them.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body exploded in burning passion.
“Yosiah,” I whined, bouncing faster. “Put them in your mouth, please. Please suck them.”
His mouth left mine and brushed along my jawline. Every so often he would press a kiss against my skin. When he got to where my ear and neck met, he inhaled deeply, causing me to shiver as his tongue dragged across my flesh.
It wasn’t enough. The lack of affection from my husband was hitting me full force. At the moment, I forgot the whole point of coming in here. All I wanted was to feel his hands and mouth on me. For him to own my body and make it his. I hated that this was what I had lowered myself to. Begging for my husband to be fully intimate with me. Yet I was ready tosurrenderto him at this moment.
A yelp escaped my mouth when Yosiah quickly moved, never removing himself from me and flipping me onto my back. Grabbing both of my legs, he pushed them forward so my ankles were parallel with my ears. Thanks to yoga and my trainer, I took the position easily.
“This is what you wanted?” Yosiah grunted, thrusting into me. Bending, he swiped his tongue over my breast.
“Fuck…yes!” I cried, arching my chest up. I thought he was deep when I was on top, but in this new position he was merciless, hitting new spots each time he pushed into me. He didn’t let up as he fucked me. While it felt good, I still felt like he was holding back.
“More,” I begged.
“You think you deserve more after sneaking in here and sucking my dick without my permission?”
“Yes!” I whined without hesitation.
The way he had me pinned down gave me no room to run from his forceful strokes. “I shouldn’t be shocked after all, you take and take with no regard to how anyone else feels.”
I went to speak but it was cut off by an orgasm that rippled through my body with force.
Yosiah’s words bore anger and resentment. Through low eyes, I saw the same emotions in his stare as he glared down at me.
“Look at me,” he demanded when I attempted to shield myself from it all by closing my eyes.
I wasn’t sure how much time passed when Yosiah grunted and his body went stiff as he came. His face dug into the crease of my neck where my shoulder met it and he breathed deeply.
Swallowing hard, I pushed the emptiness threatening to creep up down. Things always went this way. I initiated sex yet Yosiah always turned into the aggressor, showing his true feelings toward me as he fucked me. I took it without complaint each time, just wanting to feel close to him, but at the same time I longed for some kind of connection or meaning from him when it came to sex. Yosiah was a passionate guy and I wished to see that aimed toward me.
“Fuck!” His cursing brought my attention back to reality. Slowly, I lifted my body and followed his eyes down to where he stared. My teeth sank into my bottom lip at seeing his cum seeping out of me. The condom had broken.
Hiding my excitement, I watched as he cut his eyes to my face then bounced them back down.
“It’s okay.” I said slowly, reaching up to touch his face but he dodged my touch.
“Get out,” he replied instead, catching me off guard.
“Yosiah—”
“Go. You got what you came in here for. Now go.” His harsh words caused my insides to twist. The short lived high I was on didn’t last long.
