Chapter 31
Karl pow
Her body was soft, warm, and completely pressed against mine.
I didn’t move. Couldn’t. For a split second, my mind blanked out. Her skin, bare and flushed from the alcohol, brushed my chest, and I forgot how
to breathe.
She tilted her head up, eyes hazy, lips parted, and kissed me.
I felt everything in that one second–the desperation, the hunger, the confusion.
And for a moment, I kissed her back.
My hand found her waist. My mouth moved with hers. I could feel myself harden, feel her fingers curl into my shirt like she didn’t want to let go.
But then I did.
1 pulled back, slow but firm. letting go of her waist as if her skin burned.
I can’t do this, 1,said, voice low, rough. “Ellen, stop.
She whimpered, still clinging to me. “Please, she whispered, “I’m starved:
Her head rested against my chest, and I felt her breath catch.
“Ever since I became your wife,” she said, “I haven’t felt pleasure not once.
I closed my eyes, jaw tight. My pulse pounded in my neck.
“I’m sorry, I muttered, struggling to keep my tone oven, I can’t. You’re drunk. I’m not going to take advantage of you like this.
She lifted her head, lips brushing the underside of my jaw.
“You’re not taking advantage, she murmured, “I want this.”
She leaned closer again. ? took a step back.
“Please,” I said, shaking my head. “Go to bed”
lept my hands at any sides, trying not to focus on the weight in my pants, something soon, Id Jose every bit of self–control 1 had
She turned, still naked, and took a step toward the door.
on the way her nipples brushed my shirt, on the fact that if I didn’t do
“Then I’ll go find the guy from the bar,” she said, throwing the words like a challenge over shoulder.
My body reacted faster than my brain
1 grabbed her wr
She looked back, startled.
Her arm twisted in my grip I stepped in close and gently pinned both her hands behind her back. Her back arched as t reached with one hand to grab the loose dari I’d tossed on the couch earlier.
She squirmed, teasing her body watin and bare against mine.
Ellen” 1 waftied, voice lower now, “don’t”
She smirked family, even in her drunken haze, like she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I slipped the slurt over her arms, guiding it down her back carefully. She leaned in with a sigh, her hair brushing my collarbone, and for a second 1 forgot how to move again.
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Chapter 31
I exhaled slowly.
Focus.
I adjusted the shirt over her frame, pulled it down to cover her. My hands lingered just a second too long at her waist. I could feel her breathing
She leaned her head against my shoulder, mumbling something incoherent, and I caught her just before she could stumble,
Flowered her to the edge of the bed, grabbed a blanket from the end, and pulled it gently over her.
She was already half asleep, lips parted, lashes soft against her check.
I stood there, watching her for too long, chest still rising with each tight breath
This was a line and I almost crossed it ban I didn’t.
1 sat down on the armchair near the bed, not trusting myself to leave yet, not trusting myself to stay either.
She was asleep.
Her breathing had evened out, soft and steady, her body curled under the blanket like nothing had happened. I sat in the chair near the bed, watching her longer than I should have, just to be sure. She didn’t move, Didn’t say anything else.
The pressure in my chest hadn’t gone away. Neither had the other one.
I got up slowly, walked to the bathroom, and closed the door behind me. I didn’t ‘slam it. I didn’t make a sound. I locked it, even though I knew she wasn’t going to wake up.
The bathrooms was cold. I turned on the light and winced. My eyes looked wild in the mirror. I avoided them.
I leaned over the sink for a while with both hands on the counter. My skin was hot, like my body hadn’t realized it was over. Like I hadn’t pulled away. Like 1 was still touching her.
1 thought about her lips. Not just the way they felt. The way she looked at me. The way she whispered please
I hated myself for letting it get that far.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. About her. About what would’ve happened if I hadn’t said no.
I undid my jeans with shaking hands and shut my eyes. My body moved on its own. I didn’t want to be thinking about her, but I was.
I remembered the time she walked in on me. She didn’t scream. Didn’t act embarrassed. She just stood there, staring. Her eyes were wide, but she didn’t look away. Her lips had parted a little, and I remember thinking she looked curious. Like she didn’t know if she should walk back out or come closer
Now, in my head, she came closer. She dropped to her knees, looked up at me like she needed this. Like she needed me,
I breathed out hard and wrapped my hand tighter around myself. It didn’t feel like control. It felt like I was losing something.
1 pictured her mouth on me, warm and slow, her hands gripping my thighs, her eyes locked on mine the whole time
I let out a sound. Her name dipped out with it.
Wha
