Page 9 of The Marriage Demand
Technically, she was lying,but only to save her own feelings. What if he looked over the security footageand saw her watching him? No, there was no way she could let that happen.
“Did you enjoy your datewith the blonde?” she asked, hating the words the moment they spilled from herlips.
Jealousy was a horriblefeeling. It was even worse voicing it out aloud. She hated feeling like this.
“Blonde?”
“Yeah, the blonde that waswaiting for you, who was very familiar. If you wanted to spend time with yourgirlfriend, you didn’t have to take me along to humiliate me.” She gritted herteeth.
Winnie tried to be strong,but she felt so fucking useless. She had no right to be angry at him, but shecouldn’t help it. He was with other women, and this feeling wasn’t going away. Hestarted to laugh, which made it worse.
She clenched her handsinto fists. She was not going to punch him, although it would feel good. Eliasdidn’t deserve her punches.
“You think that is funny?”she asked.
With every sound of hislaughter, it tore her heart out. This was not fun. She wanted to burst intotears.
“Trish is not mygirlfriend.”
“Trish? That’s her name.She looked a little too comfortable not to be.”
“Trish is one of thewhores I employ. She loves cock and loves making money from riding cock, but Iam not fucking Trish.” He didn’t back away. He didn’t give her any space. “Isthat what you think?” he asked. “That I’ve got a line of women at my beck andcall?”
“Don’t you?”
“No. I could. All it wouldtake is a snap of my fingers, and there would be a line of women waiting toservice me, Winnie, but I don’t.”
“Do you expect me tobelieve that?” she asked.
She was so hopeful that hewas telling the truth. Elias had never lied to her, at least not that she wasaware of. Did he really have no one?
He leaned in close so hislips were against her ear. The closeness shouldn’t affect her, but she foundherself wanting to sink against him.
“Why would I have otherwomen, Winnie, when I have you waiting for me?” he asked.
This made her pull back,and she opened her eyes to look at him. “But … you and I … it’s in name only.”
“For now. But tell me,Winnie, are you curious to know what it would be like between you and me?” heasked. He didn’t pull away. “Is that why you’re jealous? Would you like to bemy wife in more than name?”
Every part of Winnie wasscreaming to run, to hide. This man was a wolf, he was a monster, and shedidn’t have any clue what kind of game he was playing. She was no master. Shewas a child in comparison. Only, that jealousy hadn’t felt nice. She hated it.Lying to him was not the answer.
“Yes,” she said,surprising both of them.
Even more so, she didn’tknow how she felt so bold, but she reached up and cupped his face. Elias didn’tmove, nor did he move his hands from the counter.
Cupping his face, shestared into his eyes, and then kissed him. She had no idea what she was doing,she followed her intuition. His lips were firm, yet soft, and as she kissedhim, the hands that had been trapping her in place wrapped around her.
His touch sent a shockwaveof pleasure rushing through her, and she didn’t want him to stop. Their kissdeepened, the first real kiss they had shared.
In pulling her close, shefelt the hard ridge of his cock pressing against her stomach, and she let out alittle moan, which he swallowed down, kissing her harder. She whimpered, notwanting him to stop.
And then, like a bucket ofcold water, his cell phone went off, and that brought their kiss, and thepossibility of finally consummating their marriage, to a close.
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Elias was pissed off.
He had finally kissed hiswife. Not the pathetic fucking pecks on the cheek or head he had been givingher, but a real kiss. Admittedly, after she initiated it, but he was takingfull advantage. He’d been trying to figure out a way of getting her out of herclothes and into his bed, when his stupid fucking cell phone went off.
