Claiming His Wife (Unlikely Love)
By: Sam CrescentShe was so young, sweet and innocent, and he was harsh to the world. His life hadn’t been sunshine and roses. Part of him was fucked up, and letting Opal near him could expose her to the worst side of him. The side that needed to control. To be in charge. He hated himself, but most of his life he’d kept it hidden from everyone close to him. The whispers that accompanied him were only supplied by gossiping women.
Admitting he wanted Opal would be the worst thing he could ever do.
“I say you’re pretty, and that is all that matters,” he said.
“Could you please let go of my arm?” she asked.
Didn’t she know what she did to him? He hated himself for the way he craved her attention and her touch.
“I don’t want to let you go. You’re too young.”
“I’m not a child, Tony.”
With her admission hanging in the air, Tony lost it. Without thinking he pushed her up against the nearest wall. He heard her gasp and slammed his lips down on hers, acting on pure instinct rather than allowing himself time to think about what he was doing. She resisted him for the first few moments and then succumbed to the power of his kiss.
He didn’t let up, even as her hands pulled at the hair on the base of his neck. He wanted more, to feel her giving everything to him.
For two years he’d dreamt about her kisses and wondered what it would be like to have her as his own. But for two years he’d fought the burning desire within him. Opal was Richard’s younger sister. Being the bastard he was he wasn’t willing to fight anymore. He wanted her, and he intended to have her by any means possible.
“You’re on fire for me,” he said. He cupped her ass and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around him, and he settled his cock against the apex of her thighs. He felt the heat through the denim of her jeans. Tony knew if he touched her cunt she’d be soaking wet.
There was so much passion inside her bursting to break free.
“Give me everything.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can,” he told her.
Moving one hand away from her ass, he travelled up her body, past her rounded stomach to cup one of her heavy tits in his hand.
Pulling away, he stared into her beautiful eyes. Her blonde hair fell all around her. He loved her hair, and he knew it was her natural colour. Never had she dyed it like some girls did. Her pale skin flushed with arousal. Her eyes were wide as she stared back at him.
This is how he had dreamed about her. Aroused and open for him.
“You look beautiful to me.” He touched her naked breast under her shirt and bra, the nipple small and tight as he grazed it with his fingers. She moaned and arched closer to his touch. The weight of her felt perfect in his arms.
He could hold her forever.
Suddenly, as it all started, Opal pulled away stopping it as abruptly. Withdrawing from him, she placed a hand on top of his over her breast.
“Stop,” she said.
Her words rolled over him, and he wanted to shake his head and demand for them to continue. Instead, he pulled his hand away.
“Let me down.” He placed her on the floor. “You told me this would never happen between us.”
Tony knew what he’d said to her.
“Things change.”
“You said you’d never touch me. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret, and I won’t be a replacement for one of your women.”
With her words hanging in the air, she left the room. He watched her go, not even trying to stop her.
He stared at his reflection in the mirror and wondered why he’d even started something he knew he couldn’t finish. Shaking his head, he followed her down in time to see her leave. She didn’t look at him, but he knew his friends and their wives had taken note of the change within her.
Why couldn’t he leave her alone? Every time he promised himself he wouldn’t touch her, it would change the moment he saw her.
He congratulated Lily and Wayne before leaving. Once he got in his car he pulled out the small box in his pocket. He’d known today had been two years since they’d gotten married. To celebrate the event he’d spent the time looking for an engagement ring in the hope of giving it to her.
Staring down at the small ring he felt like a complete fool.
