unleash such need? Instead of waning, that need kept growing. Now all the times that I took her were replaying themselves on a loop inside my head.
All the many places and positions I’d taken her in came flooding back, and this time I was at a loss to stop them. Why the fuck did she come back into my life? And why is my body betraying me? How can it want her of all people? I thought I hated her more than I’ve ever hated anyone in my life. So how can I react to her this way?
It’s going to be a long fucking night. Last night I’d been too angry, and there was too much going on with the new revelation that I had a son and heir when I’d pretty much given up on that, but now with my son here under my roof and things set in motion to get my way, it’s like the barriers were down, down enough to let that viper in. Shit, at this rate, before the night is through. I’m either going to fuck her or kill her.
GISELLE
I tossed and turned for the better part of the night, not able to get settled. My lip still tingled and stung from his kiss and my body still burned. How could I have forgotten how potent he is? I’d spent a lot of time trying to get over that, to put all of our couplings out of my head. Focusing on the baby had helped, and then life had taken care of the rest. But with one touch, it has all come rushing back again.
The gentle way in which he’d introduced me to sex. The joy I’d felt at learning that my body could give and gain such pleasure. I remember our laughter as we rolled around in his bed, the way he used to touch me, so tenderly. Not like tonight! So why did his rough treatment of me make my body react the way it did?
I can still feel the sticky wetness between my thighs. I should probably get up and wash, but I’m afraid to move around too much. My heart was still racing too hard for me to get comfortable in bed and so I ended up tossing some more, trying to find the perfect spot on the sheets that didn’t make my body feel like it was going to explode.
It had taken me a long time to get over missing that side of things. Sex, lovemaking had been such an integral part of our life together that it was one of the hardest things to overcome. There were plenty of mornings when I woke up reaching for him, only to burst into tears when reality hit.
There were times when I’d even been tempted to touch myself just to ease the ache of the pain wanting him had awakened in me, but I knew that nothing would ever suffice, nothing short of having him again. And now, after long months of getting over what we once had, why did this have to happen?
I honestly didn’t expect Calen ever to touch me again. I knew that in his eyes, I am now nothing more than damaged goods, someone not to be trusted. I know enough to know how he treats people he sees in that light, so I doubt that he’s even giving a second thought to what just happened in the garden.
I made myself crazy with my thoughts, first and foremost being how I was going to face him in the morning. I have no doubt that it was my look of hunger that had led him to do what he did. My fingers went to my lips, where I could still feel the pressure of his, and my body once again prepared itself to mate.
My breasts ached, and I rubbed my legs together to ease the need I felt growing there before rolling over and burying my head in the pillow. It’s going to be a long night.
Calen
A strange sound woke me in the middle of the night, and I sat up in bed listening for it to come again. I hit the ground running when my son’s pitiful little wail rang out in the dark. From the way he sounded, it was obvious that he’d been crying for a minute. I felt guilty as I rushed down the hallway to get to him. Just how long had he been crying that he’s this hoarse already?