Chapter 35

*Livie*

I woke with a startle, my surroundings momentarily unfamiliar. James’s soft snoring brought me to the present, and I relaxed into his embrace remembering I was home. The feeling fleeting, as I remembered why I was home. Spending the night in his embrace, allowing myself to wholly accept how much love I have for this man was making it difficult to remember why I had to leave. While he slept, I studied his face. The shape of his eyes, the curve of his lips, how his lashes fan across his cheek. I tried to memorize every sound he made, the rise and fall of his chest with each breath. Closing my eyes, I breathed in his scent, a mix of leather and patchouli, trying to sear it in my mind. When I opened them again, deep blue eyes were looking back at me. A lazy smile spread across his face and he reached out to pull me in for a kiss. I melted into his embrace, my resolve waining.

“How about some breakfast, my love?” I asked slipping out of his arms, grabbing my robe as I stood up from the bed.

“I can only think of one thing I want to eat, baby.” Lust dripped from his voice and my skin heated as his gaze traveled the length of my body, licking his lips like a lion ready to feast. This man is going to be the death of me. In the best way possible.

“Look here old man, you need nutrition if you are going to keep up with me.” A look of horror overtook is face as he feigned offense at my dig, fueling my laughter.

“Old man?! Woman! I’ll show you old man!” He reached out just as I walked past his end of the bed, wrapping his long fingers around my wrist and pulling me on top of him before flipping us both over on the bed. One large hand wrapped around both of my wrists, securing them above my head, and as his hips pressed against my center I squirmed underneath his weight when I felt his hard length press into me. I let out an involuntary moan, and desire bloomed throughout my body. He nipped at my skin trailing down my neck, his free hand sliding under my robe finding my breast. “How’s this old man doing, now?” He grumbled against my neck, sending shivers down my back. I had no words, only the absolute and urgent desire to feel him inside me again. Maybe I’ll just let him tie me up and keep me locked in here forever.

*James*

With her hands pinned above her head, I slid my free hand from her breast down between us, my fingers slipping between her folds. “You’re already wet, Liv. I think you like it when I’m a little rough.” I didn’t try to hide my grin as I spoke the words against her skin.

“Maybe.” Her words barely above a whisper, her body betraying any attempt at denial. Liv’s hips rolled back against me and I pushed a finger inside her, then pulled it back rubbing her wetness over her swollen clit. I slipped two fingers in her pussy, pumping in and out of her while I continued to nip at her skin. Her moans grew as my mouth found her nipple, tugging it between my teeth before releasing it. “Don’t stop.” She whispered on a sigh. Not that I had any plans of stopping any time soon. I planned to soak up every second with her while I had the chance. Changes were on the horizon and if I could hold on to our bubble a little longer, that’s exactly what I was going to do.

Releasing her hands, I pulled my fingers out of her then flipped her over on her stomach. I trailed kisses down her back, completing my descent by sinking my teeth into her gorgeous ass. “Ah!” Livie yelped before letting a giggle loose.

“Sorry baby, it was too tempting.” Kissing the now tender flesh. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her up to her knees before sinking my hard cock into her. We both let out a groan, as I began pumping in and out of her. Wrapping her hair around my fist, I tugged it just enough to make her cry out in pleasure. Soon we were both lost in each other, the only sounds in the room coming from where our skin met at each thrust.

“Oh, James! Yes! Oh yes!” Her moans turned to screams as she came undone, her orgasm pulsing around me, my own release filling her up just moments later. We collapsed on the bed in a heap of sweaty limbs, our breaths slowing.

I’m not sure when I drifted back to sleep, but Livie’s voice is suddenly in my ear. “Hey old man. Lunch is here. Get dressed and let’s eat.” I grumbled in response to being called an old man twice in one morning, but my sex sated body needed sustenance. Rolling out of bed, I pulled on my briefs and a pair of jogging shorts then followed Liv into the living room.

“I ordered from our favorite Thai place. Turns out they don’t have decent Thai in Mormont, and I’ve been craving it.” Liv started pulling containers from the bags on the coffee table, and I went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine. I had every intention of eating, then continuing our bedroom festivities. “I am so hungry! You make me ravenous!” Her face was beaming as she looked up at me, waggling her eyebrows.

“So what you’re saying is you like the old man lovin.” In this moment it was so easy to forget everything hiding outside these walls, waiting to destroy the beautiful life I so desperately want with her. The love that surged through me for this woman was overwhelming. I held my hand out to her, beckoning her to sit by me on the soft leather cushions. Livie grabbed two cartons and two sets of chop sticks before sliding up next to me. Handing me one of each, she looked over saying “we have wine and no glasses, silly.” Before she could stand up to grab them, I snagged it off the coffee table and took a swig straight from the bottle. “We don’t need no stinking glasses. We can be heathens today.”

She threw her head back with a laugh I’d give a thousand lifetimes to hear. Grabbing the bottle from my hand, she took a swig herself before treating me to a ridiculous grin. “I may have to leave you alone more often.” Liv continued laughing, as we dug into our meal. “I mean if this is how you welcome me home.” Her fingers reached out, swiping a drop of sauce off my lip.

“I may never let you leave this house again.” I growled, then nipped at her thumb with my teeth. “I’ve missed you so much, Livie.” The emotion catches in my throat, and I struggle to focus on the moment, and not get lost in the what ifs. We spent the rest of the afternoon eating Thai, drinking wine, watching SNL reruns and basking in one another. I had never been happier. It absolutely broke my heart.

Snuggled on the couch together, Liv let out a big sigh before looking up at me. “Make love to me, James.” Her plea is music to my ears.

“As you wish, wife.” I scooped her off the couch and carried her to our bedroom. Settled between her legs, my lips crashed into hers letting my body say all the things I can’t seem to find words for and all the things I’m terrified of her finding out. I slide into her, relishing the feel of her most intimate parts against mine. We move slowly, savoring each thrust, each kiss, each moan, allowing our hands to explore one another. Our gentle caresses eventually turned into a more frenzied pace as our bodies demanded release. Once again, her climax is the tipping point for me, and my orgasm ripples through me.

*Livie*

I tiptoed out of our bedroom in the early morning hours. James had been insatiable last night and I loved every minute of it. He was still sleeping and I need to check emails, and get a game plan together, though. I pulled my laptop out of my bag, then settled on the couch. As I finished up the last email I needed to send, the doorbell rang. Glancing at the clock, it was barely seven in the morning. Nerves swept my body, afraid of who was on the other side of the door. Its too early for the guys, and Beth doesn’t know I’m home yet. Punching the code in to disable the alarm, I noticed my hands were shaking. This constant fear of what’s going to go wrong next is just one of the reasons I have to leave. This isn’t healthy.

I clicked the deadbolt, sliding the door open just a crack to see two uniformed officers on the front stoop. My heart dropped in to my stomach.

“Good morning, officers. How can I help you?” I spoke as a pulled the door open further.

“Hello ma’am. I’m sorry for the early hour, we are looking for Olivia Johnson?”

“I’m Olivia. It’s Wilson now.” I heard James’s footsteps come up behind me.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Wilson.” The look of despair on his face was not from his mistake, and I suddenly felt like I would vomit. James wrapped his arm around me.

“I’m James Wilson, Liv’s husband. What’s going on, officer?” The concern in his voice barely hidden.

“Mrs. Wilson, I am so sorry to have to tell you, um, we found your father’s body early this morning. An anonymous call was made reporting a body found in the park. We were able to identify him by his driver’s license in his wallet. We are still investigating the cause.” The officer continued to speak, but I no longer heard his words. The world began to spin and then everything went black.