She didn't seem to notice anything changing between them. Eric watched as she put on her coat and said goodbye to her new friends. He was surprised that she hadn't suspected that tonight was her official wedding night. That secret made him even more anxious to get out of Conte's house, the last place he wanted to seduce her. He waited frantically. You should know that having sex is the fastest way to ensure a smooth relationship.The taxi arrived and they quickly returned home. She remained silent beside him, staring out the window, and ignoring him.He paid for the taxi and followed her inside. She hung her coat neatly in the closet and headed up the stairs. "Good night."He knew that anger was the fastest way to get her full attention right now. "Carina?""Yes?""Have you slept with him?"Her head spun, reminding him of the girl from The Exorcist. Her mouth fell open and a gasp escaped her lips. An intense sense of satisfaction ran through him with her reactions, and he linked them
A shock flashed across her face as he lifted one hand from the wall, carelessly unbuttoned his shirt, pulled out his tie, then firmly grasped her chin."Prove it."He closed his mouth on hers, not giving her a chance to think or back off or push him away. He invaded her mouth, thrusting his tongue deep inside the soft, silky cavern, then closed his lips around the moist flesh and sucked on them.She grabbed his shoulder, and let out a small groan deep in her throat.Then she exploded....Carina lifted her hand and ran her fingers through his hair to hold him as she kissed back, meeting need with need. Her hips lifted to lean against his. His taste and scent invaded her like an opiate.Her skin burned as all the pent-up desires she had buried so deeply burst out of her body in a hot cascade. She hungered for the taste of him, for his hand, to strip her clothes and take her right on this wall, to let her revel in his wild responses, which were so opposed to His rigid, controlling natur
Oh my god.Cool air washed over her skin, but his gaze burned as he gazed at the exposed flesh. Her nipples curled into sharp peaks as the soft silk brushed past, then continued to slide down its path. He gently removed her hand from the strap, then pulled the cloth down even further, exposing her stomach and hips. He stopped and studied every inch of her nakedness with the oppressive silence that had made her lose her temper, until she yearned to say something, but the words were dead in her throat. Teacher.His hands stopped on her hips, grabbed the soft fabric on both sides and began to pull it down over her thighs, over her calves, then yanked it out of her shoes and threw it. onto the floor.Both of their breaths rose and fell together in a heavy, broken rhythm. A warm, throbbing liquid gushed out between her thighs, concealed by a small piece of red pantyhose, which she had worn with the intention of not being intended for anyone but herself. But now Eric was focusing all of his
Eric inched out of bed, careful not to wake his wife, and walked naked out of her room to find some clothes. He tossed out a Yankees T-shirt, then remembered their deal, and decided to trade it in for a simple black tank top with canvas pants. His lips curled as he recalled her glee when the Yanks lost the playoffs. He went downstairs and started making coffee, then stopped for a moment to watch the sun try to rise above the mountains in the early morning.He considered to have spent an official marriage night with this marriage.Eric rubbed a hand on the back of his neck and tried to think logically. He certainly wasn't thinking about it last night. Not because he had any regrets. Something unexpected flashed through his consciousness. He had wanted Carina for a long time, and last night proved why. Everything is different for her. The way her body fit him, the way her pleasure pleased him. He loved the way she looked into his eyes and scratched his back with her nails during orgasm.
Carina hid her face deep in her pillow as the reality of the situation hit her like a freight train.She slept with her husband.Not once. Not twice. At least three times. Too much to call it a crazy mistake. And too intense to write it down as a one-night stand.Oh my God, she would never be able to keep her hands away from him again.She groaned and forced herself to look at the situation with some neutrality. But it was hard to do that when her thighs ached and the taste of sex was still clinging to the sheets. She could still taste his taste on her tongue, still feel the imprint of his fingers on her body. How could she expect to come forward and pretend last night didn't matter?She can't. So she needed a new plan.Why not keep things the way they are?She sighed deeply and tried to analyze her feelings with the coldness of a surgeon making the first cut. Yes, the agreement explicitly states no sex, but it is supposed to protect both of them from switching to another partner. Wha
She straightened up. The blanket fell down and stopped at her waist. Topless, she leaned on one elbow and tossed her hair over her shoulder and out of her sight. She ignored the strange sounds he was making and continued the conversation. "Just having fun?""No, no, it's great." He stopped. "It's really great."This man is definitely falling apart. She pressed. "I'm happy with that. I've been thinking about us and where we're going from here. We can move on and decide we won't sleep together again. Will keep make things less complicated, right?"His head bobbed up and down as he glanced at her breasts. "Yes.""Or we can continue.""Continue?""That sex.""Mmmm.""What do you think?""About what?"Carina wondered if his mind had gone astray or maybe all the available blood had really left a man's head and gone somewhere else. A quick glance would confirm her suspicions. And her plan is working for sure now. She just needs him to admit that he wants to sleep with her and the rest will h
"I don't want to go.""I heard it, the first time, the second time, and this the third time. Now be quiet and drive slowly. The bottle could tip over.""I hate family responsibilities."Carina prayed to be patient with him. Eric had reminded her of a child, who had crookedly refused and just wanted to stay home with his toys instead of going to his relatives.The past two weeks had been relatively pleasant, except that he kept complaining about the holidays. Anna had reminded her that Thanksgiving was more than a Halloween nightmare for the Swanns, so Carina sympathized with her husband, but she also refused to let him make it a habit. "We don't have a choice. As a newlywed, we're expected to be there for dinner. But there won't be many people there anyway."Eric snorted. "You'll be sad to death.""Then go get drunk."He scowled and turned into the house. Baskets of cakes and pies clattered with wine in the backseat, but they remained in the seats. She touched the doorknob and stuck h
Eric watched his wife happily intimate with her family. He recalled the holidays at his family. His mother drank while his father flirted with all of their attractive female guests one after another. He remembers he was able to steal a few bottles of wine and cigarettes because neither of them cared. He remembered the puffy turkey cooked by the waiter just to show off, and the Christmas presents his parents didn't even bother to stay to watch them open.The Scodelario family seems very different. Warm sincerity emerges in all of this routine chaos. Even Jim seemed to fit right back into it, but it took years for his sisters to finally forgive him. Carina's family may have been broken up, but they weathered the storm together and now they look even happier.Eric worked hard to play the new groom and tried not to get caught up in the deception. Some of the pleasant warm feeling of belonging to this place had burned into a powerful fire, but he had put out his hand to put it out decisive