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She drew back and swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, laughing as I hissed out a warning and gripped her hair tightly.
“Now you’re done for, lady,” I warned, hauling her up by her armpits and tossing her onto the bed.“Time for payback.”
“I’m not complaining,” she chuckled.
Swiftly taking my place between her thighs, I slowly and patiently brought her back to the edge before tipping her over, reveling in her soft sighs as she came down.
Crawling back up the bed, I took my wife in my arms and kissed her temple.My wife.My everything.
“We’ll order lube.”There were certain things best left private, and Sage Ridge was a small town.“A whole fucking case of it.”
10
Beyond the Windscreen
Aaron
It wasn’t until we were in the car heading back to Sage Ridge that she brought up the subject I thought she left behind at Ayana’s.
“What kind of dreams would you like to have?Do you want to travel?Buy a motorcycle?Go back to school?”
I shrugged.“I don’t even know.”
She bit her lip and furrowed her brow.If there was one thing Nadine did not like, it was change.
Uncertainty.
I merged onto the highway.“What did you dream of doing when you were young?Before we had kids.”
She huffed out a short laugh.“There was barely any ‘before we had kids.’We were kids ourselves, just beginning to figure things out, when we had Thalia.We had no time.”
Her voice turned shrill with anxiety at the end.
I softened my tone.“There was.Think.What did you want to do?”
“Aaron,” she stopped and shook her head.“Okay… Mainly I wanted a life with you.I wanted out from beneath my dad’s thumb.The only other thing I was thinking about back then was cooking school and we made that happen.”
I tried to hide my disappointment.“There was nothing else?”
She spread her hands, exasperated.“Like what?”
I shook my head.“Maybe it’s just me.Maybe I’m just tired.”
“Aaron—”
I shook my head sharply.“It’s okay, baby.”The closer we got to home, the tighter my chest became.All the things made small by the distance from the cabin loomed increasingly larger on the horizon.
Nadine sat with her daytimer, the old-fashioned, paperbound kind, open on her lap and her cell phone in hand giving me the rundown for the coming week.
Roofers were coming to give an estimate on Monday.
Brandon twisted his knee and needed physiotherapy.That would be going on our credit card.
Thalia was considering taking a break from her studies over the summer and possibly traveling.She was hoping to dip into her education fund.
What was left of it.
Was this what it was like for my mom?No.It was worse because she did it all on her own for so many years.
