Page 10 of Accidental Wedding
Chapter 11- Shane
I desperately want to have sex with April, but I have to tell her the truth first.
I’m practically panting as I tell her. “Last night… besides getting married, we… made another stop.” I pause my explanation to mouth at the hinge of her jaw and listen to her gasp in pleasure.
“W-where?” She asks, breathless.
“Tattoo parlor. I’ve got your… name on my… shoulder.” Her dress is rucked up under her armpits and I bend down to lick at her breasts. She mewls in complaint as my thigh leaves its place against her cunt, before responding.
“Oh… um… sorry?”
“No, I like it,” I whisper into the soft skin of her stomach. Pulling back, I step off the bed and peel off my shirt. I’m not even thinking about my burn scars as I make quick work of my jeans and boots before rejoining her on the bed.
I only realize that April’s seen the scars when I’ve got one hand braced against the bed next to her and the other is dipping into her wet heat. She’s got her hands curled around my shoulders, nails lightly scratching at the desensitized skin. Strangely, it doesn’t make me self-conscious, it just feels… right. More and more, I’m realizing why I married her. She’s incredibly kind but has an inner strength that I’m drawn to.
She’s also, I discover, incredibly responsive. Her hair is mussed from thrashing against the bed as I pleasure her with my fingers, her mouth swollen from mine. Just when I think she’s about to come, I pull my hand away. The sound she makes is desperate as I back away slightly to take her in.
She looks perfectly debauched.
I grab her hand and bring it to my hard cock, wrapping my fist around hers as I pump myself. Her eyes are slightly out of focus with pleasure, but her hands are strong and I can’t help the groan of pleasure that passes my lips. One day, I want to spend hours like this, show her exactly what I like. But not today—today, I need to be inside her.
Pressing her thighs further apart on the bed, I line myself up with her pussy and start to press in. God, she’s tight and so fucking wet around me. Then, she gasps and I freeze.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“N-nothing, just a little… s-slower… please?” April whispers. She’s trembling beneath me, and that’s when I realize.
“You’ve never done this before, have you?” When she shakes her head no, I ease myself down so that I can kiss her. She relaxes against me and I pluck at her nipples, press bites to her throat until she’s moaning under me again.
This time when I drive into her, the sounds she makes are those of pleasure. My stamina isn’t what it used to be, but April doesn’t seem to mind. I circle her clit with my thumb before giving the bundle of nerves a firm tap. She comes apart in my arms, and I’m quick to follow, shouting my pleasure to the ceiling.
I collapse on top of her, gasping into her hair. April wraps her arms around me, softly stroking my sweaty back as we rest. When her breathing evens out, she asks a question.
“Why?”
“Hmm, why what?” I sleepily ask and set to work on nibbling a love bite into the soft skin beneath her ear. Hey, I’ve got a tattoo of her name—it’s only fair!
“Why didn’t you just leave me behind at the hotel? You probably could’ve moved much faster alone.”
That makes me stop what I’m doing. I pick my head up and meet her icy eyes. “I’d never have left you behind.”
“But I don’t understand why. I’m just some random girl you accidentally married while you were drunk and happy.” April looks like she’s about to start crying. I don’t want that—she should never cry unless it’s from happiness. When a crystal tear falls down her cheek, I kiss it away before I answer her.
“I just can’t handle the thought of loosing anyone else that I care about,” I say to her. “I fell for you the moment I saw you.” That last admission just sort of slipped out. I don’t realize how true it is until it’s out there.
“I think we should get a divorce.”
I’m stunned. That was not the reaction I was expecting her to have to my confession.
“Why?” I snap, and April winces.
“Shane, I really like you, a lot. The thing is… you’re a soldier. That’s not what I imagine for my future.” She looks regretful.
I roll off of her and stare at the ceiling. “Is it because of the danger? Because it is not like this, I swear to you. This never happens, it’s why my CO is sending a team over to help get us out of here.”
April sighs next to me. “It’s not the danger… I just don’t want to spend most of my life alone.”
I roll over to face her. She hasn’t moved, laying naked on the motel sheets and staring up at the ceiling. We just shared something so intimate but what she’s saying… I suddenly feel like I don’t know her anymore.