Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 13

"A-Atlas," I whispered softly when he clasped our palms. His movements were fast and deep above me. I can clearly see the bullets of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were closed while slightly looking upwards. I squeezed my eyes shut when I felt something starting to build up inside me. It was the kind of feeling that I want to reach.

"Ahh!" I bit my upper lip when a loud moan escaped my mouth. I averted my head towards a different direction. I know that I'm blushing hard in too much humiliation except from the ecstasy Atlas made me experience.

"Look at me," he commanded, which I immediately obeyed. He thrust in and out of me, faster and deeper. I arched my back at his devotion. I let myself moan at all of the tickling sensation he made me feel. My legs were tightly circled around Atlas' waist.

"Ugh!"

"Ahh!"

We moaned in unison. I felt him hold my hand tight and thrust even faster and deeper. Like he was also reaching for something. Few more thrust and my body convulsed. My insides felt hot. Atlas stopped thrusting and I felt his own release inside me, too.

I closed my eyes. I was panting so hard. Atlas tiredly dropped his body to me. I even felt him kiss my neck lightly. I was caught off guard by his gesture but decided to shrug it off.

I sighed. "I don't know what you really want, Atlas. Why are you doing this to me?" I asked, confused about everything.

I felt him remove his thing from me. He also moved away. He laid beside me while his eyes still closed. I watched him. I watched his every move and even the little confusion in his eyes, I saw it. And it is a bad thing.

It's bad because it sparked a little hope inside me. I felt like something I've been trying to kill just bloomed inside of me. Hope. A kind of feeling that I don't know if I should hold on to, or just ignore.

"You're my wife, Olive, so I can do anything I want with you. Isn't this what you want?" he said. "I warned you before. You're very desperate to say yes. You pushed yourself into the pits of hell we're currently in," he added.

I shook my head and forced myself to stand up even if I was exhausted. I pulled the thin bed sheet from the bed and covered myself. I blamed myself for hoping, again. I blamed myself for easily giving in. What Atlas said slapped me so hard.

I'm such a fool. A stupid, desperate fool.