Part One Hundred and Twenty-Three

Part One Hundred and Twenty-Three
Sihana woke up to light kisses on her bare shoulder. She shifted onto her back and looked at Faro’s face. His hair was tousled and she could see it was still dark out. “What’s wrong?” Her voice was thick from sleep and she cleared her throat.
“Why did you leave?” Faro’s voice was soft but he sounded wide awake.
“Because you were being an asshole and I wanted to sleep peacefully,” Sihana said and turned away from him.
Faro moved up right against her. “You know how I feel about waking up without you. It’s our bed for a reason.”
“Then don’t be an asshole to me right before you go to sleep,” she said.
“I wasn’t being an asshole. I just disagreed with you,” Faro said.
“The truth is still the truth, you’re not a bookkeeper, I am. Eris was skimming money from the strip clubs. I showed you the proof,” Sihana said. “You have to tell Dominic.”
“Fuck, Sihana. Do you have any idea what that’s going to do to him?”
Faro’s arm snaked over her hip and his hand cradled her stomach. She felt sorry for them all. Finding out your brother was stealing from your company, no matter what it was, was something big. Eris had done it so cleverly but he’d stolen hundreds of thousands of dollars.
“I’m sorry, Faro, but yelling at me won’t change the facts,” she said.
“I know. I just can’t believe Eris would do that and none of us noticed,” he said and sighed.
Sihana didn’t say anything. There was nothing to say. The man was dead and now she was tarnishing his memory. Dominic was going to be furious. She turned in Faro’s arms and looked him in the eye.
“There’s something else I have to tell you,” she said.
“Fuck. What?”
“Eris was broke. He had nothing in his accounts and I think he was skimming off the business accounts to fund his daily expenses,” she said softly.
“Fucking hell. This is so much worse than Eris just stealing money from Dominic,” Faro said.
He thought back to that last conversation he had with his brother and a chill ran down his spine as he remembered Eris saying that Dominic was going to kill him. If he was alive, Dominic might have done it too.
“Faro.”
“Yeah, baby?”
Sihana rolled her eyes in the dark but kept her comments to herself. “Is that the only reason you woke me?”
“Why? Do you have something else in mind that we can do?”
Sihana laughed and her fingers trailed up his arm. “I do.” Her voice was a mere whisper and Faro could feel it all the way down to his groin. Gage had left him with a permanent scar on his cock, a daily reminder to treat his wife like a queen.
“It’s been two weeks, Sihana, it’s about time,” he said as he lowered his mouth to hers.
Faro kissed her deeply, his tongue twisting around hers. His hand slid over her waist and he grabbed a handful of ass and squeezed. His erection was throbbing against her thigh and he gripped it and lifted her leg over his.
“Tell me what you want,” Faro whispered.
“To sleep,” she said.
“Fuck, Sihana!”
She started to laugh as Faro pushed her on her back and pulled her night dress up. He ripped her underwear off and her laugh turned to a throaty moan as his tongue swiped over her pussy lips and pressed onto her clit.
Two fingers were shoved deep inside her and she moved her hips to the same rhythm. Faro kept alternating with his fingers plunging into her and his tongue swirling around her clit until he felt her clamp down on his fingers.
His cock replaced his fingers and Sihana’s gasp told him she could feel every movement. He kept her thighs apart with his arms and kept his strokes short and shallow at first. Her hands fisted the sheets beneath her and Faro looked down at where their bodies were joined together.
“Faro … more.”
He started thrusting deeper, pushing his whole length into her slowly and pulling out all the way. He was teasing himself more than her and he started thrusting in earnest. He kept his weight completely off her and started fucking her harder.
“Fuck,” Faro called out as he came and his thrusts turned sloppy and his hips jerked on their own, slamming into her. “If you weren’t already pregnant, you would’ve been right now.”
Sihana laughed again, the sound breathless and throaty. “We should argue more.”
“No thanks. I don’t like sleeping alone anymore.”
Faro pulled her to her feet and he kissed her again. “Where are you taking me now?”
“To shower and go back to bed. It’s only 2 a.m.,” Faro said.
“I hate you, Faro,” she said grumpily but followed him back to their room and into the bathroom.
“You love me,” he said with a grin and turned the water in the shower on.
They showered and Faro brought her to another orgasm under the warm water and dressed her in one of his T-shirts before tucking her back into bed. He kissed her forehead and switched the lights off.
“Are you going to tell Dominic?”
“I’ll have to. He’ll be more pissed off if he finds out on his own.”
Sihana lay awake for a long time after Faro fell asleep again and she wondered just how pissed off Dominic would be. She’d seen him lose his temper, heard him swear and yell, but he was never aggressive with any of them but she had no idea what happened behind closed doors.
She thought mostly about Faro and how her life had changed. The first time he’d yelled at her, a look of horror had flashed over his features and he’d stepped back from her, afraid of something. It had taken a few weeks before she’d married him and moved into his room, but if she was being completely honest, the man had grown on her.
She could honestly say she loved him now, despite their first night together. He proved his worth to her every single day. He was attentive, talked to her and in return he also listened to her advice and he spent time with her. She had hope for the future and for the future of their child.