Chapter Fifty Five

Stephen

Sleep had been elusive that night. I was still reeling from the fact that she’d shut me out.

I’d spent the night watching my wife sleep, my body aching with need. I knew I was to blame for acting like a jerk. I’d always assumed we could make love and then talk things out.

But this time was different. There was no talking, no making love. She’d vented her frustrations and then turned her back on me. It was a wake-up call. I realized what a jerk I’d been and how much I needed to make things right for her.

Today was a new day, though. We’d all agreed to take it easy, let the kids adjust, and recover from jet lag before heading to Phil’s tomorrow to sort things out.

I glanced at my phone. It was only four in the morning. I rolled over to my wife, wrapped my arm around her, and snuggled up behind her.

She stirred, trying to lift my arm off her. I wasn’t sure if she was awake and doing it on purpose, so I put my arm back and moved closer. But she lifted my arm off again.

That’s when I decided enough was enough. If she wanted to yell and vent at me, so be it. But I needed her to know how sorry I was and how much I needed her. And since she’d moved my arm twice, I was sure she was awake.

I wrapped one arm under her and one over her, pulling her flat on her back as I rolled on top of her, pinning her between me and the mattress.

“Stephen, get off me, please. I’m sleeping,” Trinity said.

“No, you’re not. You pushed my arm off you twice, so I know you’re awake,” I replied.

“Well, if you know I did that on purpose, then you also know I don’t want you touching me right now. So get off me.”

“Nope. Not until we sort this out.”

“There’s nothing to sort at this ungodly hour. Let me go back to sleep.”

“Not until you kiss me.”

She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek.

“Now get off.”

“That won’t cut it, I’m afraid.”

“That’s not my problem.”

“I can make it your problem.”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?”

“There she is. There’s my fiery little doll.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

“I’m not. Let’s sort it out, momma. Let me have it if that’s what you need to do.”

“What you need to do is realize this isn’t a fucking game. I’m not a toy and I have real emotions, Stephen! Ones that you cause actual pain to when you act like you did yesterday and treat me like I’m nothing. Now get off me!”

“I’m sorry, baby. You have to know how much I love you and how hard it is for me to talk about it sometimes.”

“I do. But I also know how much it hurts me when you treat me like you have been. Did you even fucking realize I sat in our kids’ room crying yesterday? Or that it was your best mate who noticed I’d been crying and asked if I was okay. Not you! Not my fucking husband who’s supposed to love me.”

“I’m sorry I did that to you. You know the last thing I want in this world is to hurt you.”

“Then why did you do it?”

“I hate the thoughts I’m having right now. I can’t see a way out of this other than to go back to what I used to do. Give them the drugs they want so they have their income back. Then they might leave my family alone.”

“Babe, why didn’t you just tell me this is what you were thinking? Haven’t you realized by now we work better as a team?”

“I know, momma. I just didn’t want you to hate me for having those thoughts. I know that isn’t the life you want.”

“The life I want is with you. And no, those thoughts aren’t ideal, but maybe you’re onto something there. If you’d told me, we could have talked it through.”

I wrapped my arms around her, and she shivered and groaned, trying to stay warm. Even as she protested, I didn’t pull away. Instead, I did something else.

“Let me love you, baby.”

“I always have. You need to let me love you.”

Her nipple hardened as my cold hand cupped her breast and rubbed a single finger across it. I felt her try to pull away, but I didn’t let her. Instead, I slid my other arm back underneath her, pulling her closer to me and put one of my legs over hers so she couldn’t get away. I craved her warmth, her touch, but most of all, I craved her.

A moan escaped her lips as I kissed her neck. I continued to tease her nipple, but now I added the sensation of my kisses and nips on her neck. Her hips shifted back, pressing against mine, teasing my arousal which slowly warmed with the rest of me. Now it was my turn to moan, my turn to push back with my hips.

“I want you. It’s been too long. Please let me have you,” I whispered into her ear, my warm breath brushing against her skin.

“You brat,” she said, reaching around to smack my leg. That’s when she felt it, my arousal hardening from the playful smack and the closeness of her body.

My hand slid down her body, my leg pulling back and forcing her to open hers. Before she could protest, my hand glided between her legs, my finger trailing down her slit until I found her moist opening.

A deep groan escaped her as I inserted the tip of my finger, her muscles clenching around it in surprise. I wanted her, but more importantly, she now yearned for me too. Her hips started rocking forward and backward, alternating between pressing against me and pulling away.

This caused me to slide my finger in and out, up and down her womanhood. The whole time, I could hear her soft moans. I knew she was just beginning to wake up, but I still wanted her to feel pleasure. I wanted to give her the ultimate release. Without it, I couldn’t feel my own release.

By the time I’d worked my finger in and out a few times, I was as hard as a rock. No matter how much she tried to pull away, she couldn’t escape it. At first, she just wanted to drift back to sleep, but I wasn’t about to let that happen.

Instead, I stoked her desire, making her yearn for my touch as much as I yearned for hers. It was working too, my finger slick with her arousal.

The covers were tossed aside, and the down blanket that had kept her warm before I joined her was gone. She shivered as her naked body was exposed to the cool air. Rolling onto her back, she saw me sitting beside her, grinning.

Trinity - What are you -

She couldn’t finish her sentence, instead a moan slipped from her lips. I’d started teasing her and she knew that now she was mine.

At first, it was just my tongue tracing around her areola and flicking against the pert nipple, but then I decided to be a little more assertive, letting my lips lock around it. Gently tonguing it, my eyes looked up to her, grinning even as my lips worked her peak.

Her hand reached down and started playing with my hair, then pressed firmly against the back of my head. My tongue on her nipple became more insistent, more desperate, as if my own desire depended upon it.

She loved it when I paid attention to her like this, when I gave to her as much as she gave to me. Somehow she got the feeling this wasn't for me though, she knew this was for her. I released her nipple with a slight pop, chuckling as her hand fell from the back of my head. I raised my eyebrows up and down, almost as if teasing her.

Stephen - I gotta be fair don't I?

I chuckled, then placed tender kisses across her chest.

She knew what this meant, but before she got a chance to tell me I didn't have to she felt me latch on. It was the other nipple's turn, only this time I didn't start with the gentle teasing, instead I went right to the assertive tonguing. This time I was moaning, sending a soft vibration from my mouth through her nipple. She couldn't stifle her moan, not a needy one but a soft moan of approval.

I could tell exactly the effect I had on her. We'd been together for years, and the two of us were perfect for each other. I knew the slow teasing wasn't going to bring her anywhere near where I wanted her to be, but I wanted her to know how much I loved her, wanted to show how much I appreciated her. So the slow attention was perfect, the soft languid moans exactly what I wanted to hear from my love.

The teasing of her nipples continued, but now as she felt me suckling, she also felt me flicking my tongue against her nipple. Gently she reached down, once more running her hand through my hair. She knew what this did to me; while I teased her she teased me. Her actions got a rise out of me, a slight grin forming on her lips.

My hands weren't idle while my mouth did its work, not at all. The very tips of my fingers of my left hand slowly trailed up and down the inside of her thighs. As I alternated between teasing her left and right nipple, I did the same between caressing her thighs. Her muscles shivered under my touch, goosebumps forming on her skin where my fingers previously had been.

Another pop of release was heard, my hand trailing up her thigh as my lips trailed up her chest. Kisses were placed on each breast, then between, then ever so slowly I worked my way up. Next came her right shoulder, and though I was favoring sides, I wanted to get to her ear. She shivered as I kissed her neck with soft attentive kisses, then started to moan ever so sweetly.

Stephen - Tell me what it is you want, tell me what it is that you wish for me to do

I whispered lightly in her ear

She softly moaned, my hand gently cupping her womanhood as she started to speak, my lips softly pressing against her neck. She knew I would only continue this teasing, that I could go like this forever if she didn't tell me what she wanted. So biting her lower lip, she turned her head, letting her lips almost touch mine as she spoke.

Trinity - I want you to please me, to love me

My kisses started to trail down her body, though when I got to her breasts I avoided the areola and nipple altogether. My kisses didn't stop there; they continued down until I kissed the area right above her well trimmed hair. Closing my eyes, I took in a deep breath through my nose, smelling her scent and letting it fill my senses.

I could tell by her smell alone she was aroused, a grin forming on my lips as I looked up to her.

Stephen - This time I want you to tell me exactly what you want, this time I want you to tell me exactly what it is you need

I spoke softly, almost a whisper but not quite, but I knew for me she would do anything I asked, as I would for her

Our bodies shifted, and I knelt in between her legs. While I looked up to her and smiled, I gently continued to tease her, the very tips of my fingers caressing her body, but not a single time did I touch her womanhood. I got close to it and caused her muscles to flinch but not once did I actually touch. I wanted her to tell me to, I wanted her to know I would do anything for her

Stephen - Just remember, how else am I to know what you want if you don't tell me

My voice was soft as I spoke this, I could barely see her nodding as I lowered my lips closer to hers Moving my hands into position I parted her lips, exposing the sensitive nub that would soon be mine for the teasing. I couldn't help but lick my lips; I truly and genuinely enjoyed doing this for her. Truth be told, I enjoyed her reaction more. I enjoyed bringing her that high of pleasure that only I could summon within her. I knew she loved it too. Soon she would be wiggling and writhing in pure pleasure.

My tongue reached out, flicking that sensitive nub of flesh, the spot I knew was one of her weak points. I looked up to her as I did this, her moan reaching my ears and bringing a grin to my lips. Against the sides of my arms I felt her thighs start to tremble, I hadn't even really done anything and already she was close to gone.

Once more she felt me pressing my tongue against her, this time instead of one slow lick I allowed my tongue to press against her and wiggle a little to give her more pleasure. Hearing her moans of approval, I flicked my tongue against the sensitive spot several times, each time not only causing her to moan but also causing her muscles to flinch in pleasure.

Sometimes, a few licks would do the trick, but other times, she craved more. I knew this, and I knew that right now, she needed more. But I continued to tease her with slow, deliberate licks, my tongue grazing her clit. I was waiting for a sign, a signal that she was ready to let me back in after what happened yesterday. I wanted her back.

Her hand trembled as it reached down, first tucking my hair behind my ear. Then, I felt her hand on the back of my head, her fingers threading through my hair as I looked up at her. Her face was a picture of pleasure, but this time, she did something different. She pushed my head closer to her, her fingers pressing into my scalp. I knew exactly what she wanted, and I was more than willing to give it to her. I knew she was coming back to me.

I pulled my tongue back into my mouth, my lips closing around her clit as her hand guided me closer. Then, just like I had done with her nipple, I began to suckle, leaving my tongue out of the equation for now. Her hand tightened in my hair, her fingers curling into a fist as she let out a surprised yelp, followed by a deep moan. The initial shock of my suckling always took her by surprise, but it quickly morphed into pure pleasure.

This was something I could keep up for much longer than the licking—it was easier on my jaw. And it usually elicited a stronger reaction from her, though not always. But right now, this was what her body was craving. I could feel her muscles twitching against my lips, as if trying to escape. But they weren’t trying to escape from me—they were trying to escape from the intense pleasure I was giving her.

As her hand relaxed on the back of my head, my arms wrapped around her, holding her hips as they began to shake. I could tell she was getting close—her moans were louder, more frequent. I decided to add another layer to the pleasure, my tongue flicking against her clit every now and then.

“Trinity—Oh god, baby.”

Her words were almost drowned out by her moans, but then I felt her hand again, pulling me closer.

I redoubled my efforts, sucking harder and flicking my tongue more frequently. With my face pressed closer, my chin was at her entrance, giving me an idea. I began to move my jaw from side to side, my chin teasing her entrance. That was all it took to push her over the edge, to give her the release I had been working towards.

“Trinity—Awwwww, God, Stephen, I’m cumming.”

Her scream of pleasure was the first sign, and I quickly brought a hand up to cover her mouth, muffling her cries. Her hips tried to buck, but my other hand was already there, holding her down. I could feel her muscles twitching against my chin, pulsing as she surrendered to the pleasure. But I didn’t stop. I kept going, even as she climaxed.

By the time I finally stopped, she was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly. I sat up, a smile on my face as I wiped the moisture from my chin with my left arm. She chuckled, blushing as she realized just how much her body had enjoyed the release. I leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before resting my forehead against hers.

“Stephen—I love you.”

I whispered to her, and her lips curved into that sweet smile I loved so much.

“Trinity—I love you too, bab—”

Before she could finish, I gently eased myself inside her.

“Trinity—Awww, mmmm, Stephen, I missed you. I missed being connected to you like this.”

I moved slowly inside her, holding her close to me.

“Stephen—Mmmm, I missed you too, baby. I need you.”

Her legs curled around my waist, her heels digging into my ass, pulling me deeper into her.

“Trinity—Mmm, yes, baby.”

“Stephen—Aww, Trinity, you feel like—”

“Trinity—OH MY GOD! I got it. I know what to do to fix this.”

I stopped moving, buried deep inside her.

“Stephen—Mmm, what, baby?”

“Trinity—I know how we can fix the problem with Peters.”

“Stephen—Really? That’s what you’re thinking about right now?”

“Trinity—Mmm, no, baby, but the idea just came to me.”

I looked at her, slightly amused.

“Stephen—Maybe that’s because you’re plugged into your brain source right now.”

I smirked at her, glancing down between us, where I was buried deep inside her.

“Trinity—Haha, you’re an idiot.”