Eleven Chloe He wasn't home yet. I was certain I looked like an idiot peeking out the window, waiting eagerly for my husband's Chevrolet to pull up in the driveway. Fucking hilarious. I retreated from the window, stomping over to the couch in the living room. Why on earth was I worried about that jerk? I should be happy that he was gone for fucksake. I could imagine him passed out in some high-end fancy club, drunk from chugging away his troubles. "Idiot!" I spat, grabbing a throw pillow on the couch and throwing it to the floor. "Idiot!" I screamed again, feeling a fresh wave of fury pulse through my veins.Why the hell was I even mad? He shouldn't matter. None of the shit he did ought to matter to me. Heck, He could wind up, dead ass drunk in the damn gutter and I would not give a fuck. And it was definitely not because he had run off after kissing me. Liar. "I am not a liar!" I yelled at myself, feeling an inordinate urge to strangle something. "Who does he think he is anyway

Chapter 13 ChloeI was so exhausted. There was nothing much more exhausting than scrubbing a house spotless. I had woken up, bored out of my mind and my face burning up in shame. I had let that bastard touch me, like a freaking wanton. I doubt I would ever live that down. I was very ashamed and that had to be the understatement of the year. But is it so bad? A voice in my head said and I groaned, rising off the floor and wiping my butt. Nathan's kitchen glared at me, spotless from my frantic cleaning. There had been nothing for me to do anyway. I honestly wasn't sure what I wanted to do after getting married. I had a degree in accounting and I suppose I could use that to work. My parents had been the chief decision-makers in my life and with their absence, I was sort of at loss. That's pathetic, the voice in my head quipped and my shoulders slumped in pity. The more I thought about it, the more pathetic it sounded. What were my parents up to anyway? They hadn't contacted me in a

FifteenChloeNothing could have prepared me for the feeling of Nathan's mouth clasped around my nipples. His mouth felt scorching, leaving a trail of fire on everything it touched. And boy was I willing to go up in flames.His tongue flicked at my nipple, wrapped around it and helplessly, I raked my fingers through his soft hair, clutching at it as my body burned for more. "Mhmm," he hummed as he sucked. His hips buckled, his very hard member hitting my center."Nath..." My words came out in choppy breaths, and I moaned hungrily. I needed more, I wanted more. I could feel his pulse beneath me. He was nestled beneath my thighs and dear God, all I could think about was getting rid of the barrier that lay between us. It seemed Nathan thought so as well, because his hands traveled down my waist to my backside, grabbing onto it and slowly rolling his hips against mine, hitting my center through the flimsy bum shot. "Oh fuck," I cried, gripping his shoulders hard as he humped me. "Yes

SeventeenChloeHe felt so... Hard and insistent against me. And I loved it. I loved the way he rubbed himself against me, coating himself with my juices, muttering gibberish that I couldn't understand. I moved my hips slowly, grinding against the hardness that made me wetter. The ecstasy from my last orgasm was fading slowly and I wanted more. So much more. "Ah, Chloe... you...tempting seductress..." He bit out, grabbing my hips to hold me in place. His hands grabbed my legs and hiked them up, placing them on his shoulders. I blushed at how exposed I was to his eyes. "Ohhhhhhh," I moaned when he dragged the bulbous head down my swollen lips and then pushed it in. "Ohhhh my... Oh myyyy..."He invaded every space, hard and insistent as he slid into me. My body hummed and vibrated with sizzling pleasure and all I could do was whimper. "You okay?" Nathan gritted through his teeth and I wondered if he was in pain. "Yeah, You?" "Nope, I need to fucking move or I'll lose my fucking m

NineteenChloe"For goodness sake! Will you lower the sound of that damn thing?!" Nathan bellowed, rushing into the kitchen.I blinked back at him as innocently as I could and cranked up the rusty old blender. I had found it discarded in the store room and because I was bored out of my mind anyway, I tinkered around with it. What the hell was a girl supposed to do anyway? Getting condemned to a marriage with the most annoying man on the planet was too much of a curse. And it made it even worse that he was good-looking. Especially when he was furious. Nathan stood at the kitchen door, his bare chest gleaming in the light, heaving as he gnashed his teeth in fury. Oh, I wanted him to be mad. He drove me mad anyways. This was me simply giving him a taste of his dashed medicine. "Chloe, turn that shit off right now!".Oh, if he thought that tone was going to work with me, he was much more foolish than I had thought. I placed my finger on the dial and twisted it to the highest number. T