A Taste Of Pleasure Mixed With Emotions

Martins pulled away for days and I observed he felt a strong desire to be close. He felt his passionate longing for love. Just like a stretched rubber, he came back to me.

It's 6 am and a day off for Martin.

"I can't live without you." He soliloquized. Smiling, feeling the need for intimacy, feeling like his power is back because his desire to love and be loved has been reawakened.

He walked into the room where I was, naked, his huge cock dangling from side to side but nothing he did turned me on.

"My love, my darling, I want to fuck you."

"I don't feel the need to be intimate again, me being intimate with you again requires a period of reacquaintance."

"Look, am back to love you."

"Before I can give you my pussy again I generally want and need time and conversation to reconnect. I need more time to regain the same level of intimacy cause am hurt by you. You pulled away from me without a word for days."

"Me pulling away only made me love you more."

"Only on one condition."

"On which condition."

"I ride your horse."

"Am so horny right now, and I'll do anything to satisfy my sexual need, so that's a yes." He said, sending his mouth crashing down on mine, with a great force of hunger.

I curved my fingers around his shoulders, digging at him with my nails, punishing him for hurting me.

He pressed his mouth to my neck, tasting. A soft sigh of pleasure slipped from my lips. Nipping, exploring, he trailed his mouth across my collarbone, to the roundness of my shoulder.

I began thinking; where did he learn, this is unlike my husband.

He nudged aside the strap of my dress to tease the vulnerable beginning of my breast. I curved my hands around his shoulders and arched against him.

"Where did you learn to be romantic, other times you just staff and pound me."

"I learned from the secrets of great sex."

"I love you and am glad that you did learn, it means something to me like I feel so good right now, you can barely imagine what I'll do on top of you, you -" I was silenced by a deep sensual kiss in the mouth.

Martin unfastened the button that held up my halter top, then peeled the fabric slowly away. He kissed my breast and he slowly began to suck it, I arched into him with a soft cry of pleasure shuddering past my lips.

"Fuck me, fuck me hard, I crave for your cock." I cried.

He didn't at this point thrust into me, instead, he slid his hand underneath. I moaned against his mouth as he roamed his hand up the back of my thigh, then around to the front, I moaned more.

After much teasing and foreplay, he then grabbed the chair and sat on it. "Come ride my horse."

For the first time, I climbed onto him and threw my head back as he thrust into me.

Just like the old days when I was a whore, this was my favourite position at Evergreen Hotel where I slept with men, not for money but the joy of sex. The men love it when I twerk on them and do more erotic moves on them just like am doing for my husband.

"Get off me you whore." He said, pushing me off him. "You told me I was the only man you've ever gotten intimate with. This is supposed to be your first time in a woman in a top position, but from what I've noticed, your very good at it, a professional, you deserve an accolade for a first-timer."

"I told you the truth, just that I watch lots of porns."

"So watching porn now makes you a master or having an experience."

"Am telling you the truth."

"You know how much I distaste lies. If I ever find out you lied to me, I'll forget your my wife and do something you won't believe, trust me."

"If you don't trust me then why are we married. Gosh... I want a divorce."

He kept quiet.

"You don't want a divorce because you don't want me to perhaps own your house or your properties." I took in a deep breath. "Martin, I don't even know what you want from me. After the sex what else? I need an emotional housecleaning because I am slowly losing my ability to love you and to grow in love. You may not understand what you've done to me and when I return home from my business, I need your tender loving support. You are killing me emotionally, like am getting fed up, I want a divorce."

"I have been so wonderful all this while even when we dated. You should be more secure and reassured about my love than ever and stop being insecure."

"You just don't get it. Please leave my room, just go, and don't come back to screw me, you can get sex elsewhere."

"Fine, as you say." He turned to leave.

"Where are you going to? You just don't understand a woman, when a woman says somethings she means the opposite."

He turned to argue further but then what he saw was a woman pointing a silent gun at him. I reached for a cigarette and burned it, enjoying the taste in my mouth.

"Sit down."