Chapter 51 FIRST RELEASE
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I remember my other silly act of turning him on, How far I could go to embarrass myself in front of my own husband, I couldn't understand this.
Such a brainless woman, I am. I scold myself countless times.
I talk with my mom after some time and she advised me to cook something for Andrew. Maybe it's good advice I thought and walk to the kitchen.
"Miss, do you need anything?" Miss Celine asks politely.
Shaking my head, I reply softly, "No… Actually, I am thinking to cook dinner tonight."
She looks surprised and then smiles back, "Of course, what would you like to cook?" She asks and then we start to discuss the menu and get busy in the preparation.
6'o clock, I look at the clock and smile, my husband must be home at any time. I hastily walk back to my room change my outfit into a sexy one and then wait for him patiently, The clock turns 7, but still, he isn't here.
I continue waiting, the clock strike 8, and still, he isn't home. Miss Celine comes over to me with an anxious face, "Miss, why don't you call him?"
I take a deep sigh, this task is feeling too difficult for me to do but still, I agreed, "Ok." I stand up and look for my phone and then giving myself some courage I hit his phone number.
The call connects and rings several times but no one answers,
I try again, but it's the same, no answer.
As I call for the third time, the phone turns dead and I couldn't reach through the call at all.
Frowning, I look at the phone in my hand and think of sending him a message on WeChat but then I stop, he must be pissed, as usual, my subconscious taunts, and I put back my phone.
"He isn't coming," I tell dismissively and then sit at the dining table as I begin to eat my dinner, I shouldn't starve myself for him.
It's his choice to sleep with me in my room, I didn't force him and even if I mistakenly waken up his desires in the bed, he could have asked nicely and we could make love, no?
Don't husbands and wives have morning s*x? What's the big deal? Besides, I am not a virgin anymore.
I take a long sigh, I don't know what is it with Andrew that never lets our relation to stay normal, everything has to be difficult in this relationship, but why?
I wait until 11 for my husband to come but still, he didn't show up, At last, I fall asleep alone on my bed.
****
In the darkness, I feel the mattress sinking, the warm embrace covers me, and then a warm breath starts to tickle my skin. I open my eyes knowing it's my husband, I sigh with relief, and then slowly I turn.
It's pitch dark, I wonder why he has turned off the bed lamp?
He moves and leans back which shows that he is fully awake, "Where were you?" I ask feeling upset.
"Got busy with some work." He answers plainly.
"At least you could inform me about it." I snap angrily, I couldn't see his face neither he could see mine, and that is why I feel brave to snap at him.
"About what?" He asks.
"That you are going to be late." I seethe.
"Were you waiting for me?" he asks, his voice filled with hope.
"I had prepared dinner for you," I reveal disheartened and he moves, maybe looking at me stunningly but as he realized it's all dark and he couldn't see my face properly, he leans back to his place again.
"Next time, I will inform you." He says and I shrug unhappily in his embrace.
"I don't want to sleep with you," I move away from him, my anger is not subsided yet but his arm immediately pulls me back, "You have to." His voice is firm and like a stubborn child, I start to punch his chest, "No… I don't want to sleep with you… I won't give you any satisfaction by listening to you… No…" I tell him and continue punching, he stays calm and lets me punch him.
After a while feeling tired, I lay back in his arms and he chuckles, mocking me, "Done?"
"This isn't funny," I growl and turn my face away from him.
"I really got busy with something really… I am not lying, even my phone loses the battery and I didn't even get the time to charge it." He whispers in my ear after a while, his voice seems to be serious as if he meant each word he said to me.
Finally, I feel a little calm, "Still, I won't forgive you."
"But… I didn't ask for the forgiveness yet." He teases and makes my blood boil in anger, finally I slip out of his grip, "I am not going to sleep with you… It's enough now…" I say displeased and he laughs, as usual, he always laughs at me.
"Tessy, come back… I was joking… I am sorry…" He says quickly and then before I am able to leave the bed again he pulls me back easily in his warm embrace. "I am sorry, happy?" He asks and I didn't respond, I am still mad at him.
He can't do whatever he wants every time.
"Tessy.." He calls out but I purse my lips, I hear him let out a deep sigh and then I feel trapped. His mouth covers mine in the dark, I move and he immediately holds my wrist, he starts devouring me, and this time it's a different feeling.
Instead of being angry with him, I still respond. In the dark, we couldn't see each other but only feel, the heat, the passion, the desire, his hand starts to go under my nightdress while the other pinned my hands in place.
As he touch me, I moan and I could sense him smiling at my response. F**king hormones, why do I am always the one to get embarrassed by his tricks. He deepen the kiss while his hand explores me, I was unable to resist his touch as the moan keeps getting out of my mouth and feeling my body tighten in a grip, suddenly all my muscles gets loose as I cry out his name and he covers my mouth with his swallowing all my cries.
This feeling was something else, I feel drained yet energetic and relieved too but how?
I was still perplexed when he pulls his hand out from my dress and then slowly caressed my cheeks, "Am I forgiven now?" My cheeks burned with heat, what the hell had he just done to me thankfully it was dark otherwise how I would be able to face him at all.
Taking heavy breaths, I nod and a hoarse, "yes" escapes my mouth, he leans down and nibbles my lips making my whole body tremble. I feel like a shattered person and then collecting myself I am finally able to calm my breaths.
Andrew pulls me again in his embrace and caressing my back, he soothes me to sleep. "Sleep, Tessy."
I feel so much tired that I fall to sleep immediately in his warm embrace.
****
I move my legs carelessly and flinch, I am feeling sore, but why? I haven't done any exercise for many days, I turn and the pain seems to worsen, and then realizing my bladder is full I reluctantly leave my bed.
As I empty myself I feel the light burning sensation and frown, As I walk out in my disoriented state, I meet my husband who is just back from his run, all sweaty.
"How are you feeling, Tessy?" He asks, and I look away making an angry face. He didn't come home last night I remember and then walks to sit on the edge of the bed ignoring him completely.
As I sit, My skin presses, and I frown, why I am sore?
"You seem to be sore, I might have hurt you last night." Andrew's deep voice comes over from above me and I look up stunned, suddenly the flashes of the dark time come into my mind, the touch, the feel, the heat, the sensation, shuddering.
F**k… What have I done? No, what he did do to me?
I feel like drowning myself in the mud of shame, what else is left now, just go and kill yourself, Tess. I was occupied in counting all the shameless acts since our wedding when a tube was placed in my hand.
"Apply this, it will ease the pain or should I help you?" Andrew asks, his eyes looking at me with concern. I hold the tube and quickly refuse, "No… No… I'll do it myself…"
I tell him stuttering and jump away when he sits beside me, He looks at my weird face for a moment and then asks curiously, "Was it your…" He trails… "first time having a release?" He finally asks and my skin starts to burn in flames of shame as I nod my head, embarrassed looking down at my feet.
What more embarrassing things are going to come my way?
