I start unbuttoning his shirt. There is dried blood but no sign of any injuries. I push him to sit down and remove his shoes and socks and then pull on his hands so he stands for me again. This time, I get a better view of his body. He is sculpted, muscular and toned all over, his skin is almost ivory, and he has a fair few tattoos littered across his arms, chest and back. When I unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants my hands shake with nerves, but I also know I want to do this.
I kneel in front of him as I pull down his pants and boxer shorts, and Aiden lets out a harsh breath as I do. He is a magnificent example of the male form. My eyes sting in anticipation of his hard cock inside me. His size is considerable, much bigger than I have ever seen, and yet I know he will be gentle; I know he’ll be considerate, and I know he will always keep me safe.
Aiden pulls me to my feet, and I relish the feel of his hard wanting body against my own. “Are you getting in with me?” I shake my head no at him and he lets out a little groan of disappointment.
“No, but I am going to wash you,” I tell him shyly. Aiden lifts my chin so I have to look in his eyes. It’s clear from his body that he is aroused but the look in his eyes is something else.
“How can you make something so sweet and innocent sound so sexy, Shortie?” I laugh a little; it sure didn’t feel sexy, but I am glad he found it so.
Aiden steps into the tub and lies back in the hot water, sighing in contentment. “Does that help, Aidy?” I ask as I take a flannel in my hands and rub it up and down his arms and chest.
“Yeah, it feels amazing. I never have a bath, I always shower. It's just faster but damn, my muscles are relaxing. I must insist that we do this at least once a week.” I give another giggle.
“I will bathe you too, Shortie. I will rub all your aches and pains away too, and make you feel amazing every single day.” With just those words, desire shoots through me and pools at the junction between my thighs.
I move my hands lower; I lightly stroke his hard cock with my flannel, but Aiden’s groan emboldens me and the next time I stroke him directly with my hand. Tingles from our bond erupt as my hand connects with his skin. The feeling makes me even bolder, and I grip him more firmly and move my hand over his shaft. It’s so big, I can’t get my hand all the way around.
As I start to pick up my pace, I notice Aiden is gripping the handles in the tub and so I kiss along his toned stomach until I reach his manhood and I lick the tip, tasting his essence as a bit of pre-cum glistens like a dew drop.
“Eva, sweetheart, I’m not going to last much longer. You feel so good, it all feels so good!” He groans as I take the head of his hard cock into my mouth, and as I glide my mouth over his length until he hits the back of my throat.
I have never done anything like this by choice before, but I want to make Aiden feel as good as he made me feel earlier tonight. I want him to know that I can be as passionate as him and as giving as he is too.
As I slurp and lick his hard cock, I hold his balls in my hand and I feel like I cannot get enough of him, this will never be enough.
“I’m going to cum, Eva.” I start to slow my movements and hum as he shoots his load into my mouth, he tastes hot and salty and oh so sexy. As I lick up the remnants of his enjoyment, I avoid looking him in the eyes for as long as possible. Now that the heat of the moment is past, I feel insecure again. Did he like it? Was I ok?
“Sweetheart, look at me.” He has sat up in the bath as I tentatively raise my eyes. “That was out of this world amazing, like nothing ever before. I don’t think I am going to be able to keep my hands off you tonight.”
Having heard his words of approval and to have him confirm that he also wants to take things even further tonight, I climb in the tub with him, fully clothed, and straddle him.
“I don’t want you to keep your hands off me tonight. This is such a strange feeling for me Aiden, I have never felt this way before, ever. I want you. I want you so bad!”
Aiden laughs and then looks at me more seriously. “You know you’re supposed to get naked before you get in the tub, don’t you? Are you short-changing me, Eva?”
As he tickles me, we laugh together and I am astounded that in a few short days I am ready to give everything I am, all of me, to a man other than the one I married. In a few short days, I have fallen deeply and irrevocably in love with another man, in a much bigger capacity than ever before. In a few short days, I feel like Aiden not only knows my heart and soul, but he loves it and accepts it too.
A few short days can change the world. It has changed mine.
*** Melanie ***
I cry as I look at the latest test.
Pregnant.
That is four in a row now. I had finally plucked up the courage to take the test, but I was unbelieving when it came back positive. I tried a different brand; I tried the cheap one and the expensive one and this one is an early response super sensitive one. They all gave the same result.
I am pregnant.
The tears fall because I realise in this moment how much of a fool I have been. I honestly believed Ryan when he told me that Eva had got pregnant on purpose to trap him. He never told me he didn’t want children, he said he didn’t want a child with her, but on hearing that I might be pregnant, he has hurt me, told me to get an abortion and basically said that he never wants children full stop.
In those short minutes, I imagined a young, pregnant Eva and how scared she must have felt. How could I have believed him? Unfortunately, I know exactly why: the same reason I forgave him for taking Eva to the ball, for marrying her and for staying married to her. I used to think it was out of love for him, but it wasn’t, it was a lack of love and respect for myself, a lack of my own self-worth.
I don’t want to abort my baby; I want to keep it and hopefully this time I will do a better job than my last attempt. I had wanted to be a family with Ryan but now… I don’t want him here, he scares me, and I am starting to really see he doesn’t love me. He uses me, and I let him.
Well, no more. I need to be strong for my innocent child growing inside me. Ryan has got to go. No matter what he does and says, this time I will not change my mind. I don’t want to be with him anymore.
Then when the dust settles, I will seek out Eva and apologise for my behaviour. I hope she will forgive me; after all, our children will be half siblings.
I rub my tummy and I talk away, “It’s going to be just you and me kid, and your older brothers too when they are here.” And then I get up, straighten my back and hold my head high as I start to pack up Ryan’s stuff that is scattered across my home. The choice is simple: it's him or my baby, and from now on, my baby will always come first.