Something's Burning
ARIANA
It was almost as if he was willing to buy anything I touched or even looked at for more than ten seconds. I had to put a lot of things back and check things three times before he paid for them. And still, he was able to buy some kinky stuff, and a few sexy lingeries. “I am not going to wear them for you. It's a waste of money.” I whispered in his ear as he paid the lady for a dozen lingeries that he picked.
He turned his face just so he could meet my gaze. Then he tilted his head, a smirk was on his face. “And these are not for you either. Once you will be gone forever, I can't just go dry. I have needs. I'll make other women wear these and I'll imagine you when I will be fucking them.” I gulped hard when I heard that.
Once done, he tried to grab my hand but I slapped his hand away. Without waiting for him, I walked back straight toward the car. I was inside, my arms were wrapped above my chest. I could see him walking toward the car, carrying all the things he had bought for me.
He threw everything in the car then he leaned against the window of the passenger side. “You know, we still have places to see and things to buy. I didn't even get enough groceries for our stay.” He spoke in a low tone. And I didn't miss the way his words were laced with the tease that made me angrier.
I snapped my head into his direction, only to glare at him. “I don't care. I want to go home. Drive me back home then you can go wherever you wanna go and fuck whoever you wanna fuck.” I growled at him angrily.
I didn't look at his face any longer. I had just turned my face back to look straight ahead. I heard him chuckle, and from the corner of my eye, I could see him shaking his head. He walked around the car and hopped back in.
“Do you smell that?” He asked and I looked at him. He was fastening his seat belt while sniffing the car. I did the same. I sniffed the air but the car smelled like roses. I didn't understand what else he was smelling in the car, because I didn't pick up any other scents.
“Strange! Something's Burning.” He added and like a fool, I was sniffing the air harder.
“Oh yeah! It's Ariana who's burning.” He added and I froze. I turned my head to glare at him. But he had already started the car and we were on our way back home.
I leaned my head against the window, trying to relax. I closed my eyes for a second. My brain was the cruelest. I knew, I wanted nothing to do with him. But he was still my husband. My brain was showing me images of Enzo with other women. He was intimate in those images, with those women.
I opened my eyes again, not wanting to see any of that again. He was humming a song, without caring of what he had done. I was very angry. The ride back to the Airbnb wasn't that long. As soon as the car stopped, I stepped out of the car. “Hey! Give me a hand with all of these things.” Enzo asked me.
I turned around to glare at him again. “Why don't you call your women to give you a hand when you are so eager to fuck them. Don't talk to me.” I screamed at him angrily then walked into the Airbnb. I went straight toward the bedroom and locked myself in. I was leaning against the door and my tears started flowing freely from my eyes. I had been holding onto them for way too long.
I went to bed, laid down. I hugged a pillow and I cried. I knew I had locked the door. When it opened, I was a little surprised. But I didn't want him to see my face. So I buried my face in the pillow. Enzo placed his hand on my back and gently rubbed my back.
“I thought you didn't want me. And now you are crying because I told you about my plans for my future.” He whispered softly. I sat up on the bed, pushing him away.
“You stay away from me. You are a selfish bastard. You wouldn't leave me because I am some kind of trophy for you. And you were telling me that you will sleep with other women, thinking about me. Am I supposed to be proud of you? I can only resent you for this.” I screamed at him.
If I was being honest, he was right in a way. I was jealous the moment he mentioned other women. “I already told you. I couldn't divorce you. Or Chuck would come back for you.” He tried to say it again. He was lying to me again.
I slapped him. Not a hard and finger stamping one, but an awakening slap. “Ronny told me that you killed Chuck when he tried to lay his hands on me a while ago. It's all just a lie. I can't believe you are still trying to manipulate me.” I growled at him angrily.
Rubbing his cheek, he growled. “Ronny!”
“What? Do you think I am stupid? Even back then, at some point, I knew you were lying to me. But back then, you were my hero and I was crazy in love with you. I found it romantic. Now I know, it's you, trying to control me.” I growled at him again.
Despite receiving a slap from me, he shamelessly started smiling, it was an ear to ear grin. I whimpered when he suddenly stood up from the ground and crawled into the bed with me. My breath hitched and I backed away when he was leaning forward. I let myself fall on the bed.
He was standing before me, on his knees. He took his blazer off then his shirt and he undid his belt. I watched him without blinking my eyes. I watched him make a bow out of his belt. Then he was suddenly hovering over me.
He grabbed both of my hand, slipped them through the space in the belt then he pulled the other side, making it into leather cuffs. I was breathing heavily, or barely breathing at all. And he was brushing his lips all over my neck and my face. He was teasing me.
“But from what I see now, you are still in love with me, My Sweetness.” He whispered seductively in my ear. He spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist. My body was aching for the touch. My body always betrayed me whenever he touched me.
“Just say the word and you will get me. I want to hear you say that. And until you say that, I will not be doing anything to you. I will not even touch you.” He whispered in my ear then he placed a soft kiss underneath my earlobe.
My breath hitched again but there was nothing I could do in that situation. I arched my neck, hoping to get the bits of him but he was cruel that day. He didn't give me anything. “Enzo… please…” I whimpered, almost begging him.
“Please what, My Sweetness?” He wasn't dumb. He knew exactly what I was asking for and he decided to ignore my pleas. My body was reacting on its own. I started rubbing my pussy against his abs, trying to scratch that itch but it was useless. The ache was deeper into my core.
I felt humiliated. He had never done that. Maybe he was trying to change somethings around but I didn't want that change at all. Or maybe, I was just fighting with myself way too hard. Maybe he was right. I was still in love with him but I just didn't want to admit it.
It felt like I owed it to my baby. As if he needed that from me. It felt like my baby wanted me to punish his father for all that he had done. Torn between my motherly love for my dead child and my deep feelings for my husband, I started crying helpless tears again.
When he saw me in tears, it didn't take him long to tear my clothes off of my body. He let go of my hands but he was quick to interlace his fingers with mine. “I just wanted to hear you say it. That you want me as well. I never meant to make you feel horrible about yourself.” He whispered in my ear. I turned my face to.meet his gaze. And at that very moment, he pushed his cock deep into my pussy.
I arched my back due to that delicious fraction. Since I couldn't conceive and I knew that he hadn't tried anything funny when I was gone, we didn't use the protection. What was the point when I couldn't carry? It was a stupid thought of a sick woman who had been feeling extremely horny and emotional.
It felt good. It sometimes reminded me of the night I had spent with him, when he was under the influence of the heavy medications. And we did it for the first time. That time reminded me of my dead child. That was the only time I was with him without protection. And he had finished inside me.
“Oh! Fuck! You are so fucking beautiful. I can't have enough of you. I can't. I want more. I want more of you. Please tell me, you want more of me too.” His seductive pleas pulled me out of the oceans of my dark thoughts.
With one hand, he was gently squeezing my breasts and with the other one, he reached in between our bodies. I gasped loudly when he started teasing my clitoris. I started shaking almost immediately and orgasmed around his cock. My pussy was literally clenching around his cock so tightly, he growled like an animal when I came.