Chasing Us (Dark Love 2)
I motion for Charlotte to come with me. Without asking a thousand questions, she lifts the hem of her dress in her hands so it won’t get caught on the ground. With her hand in mine, I take her down the path, but along the way, we hear rustling in the bushes followed by a giggle. I stop and place my fingers against my mouth, motioning for Charlotte to be quiet, so we could hear who it is.
“Andrew… right there…”
Oh, fuck, no!
I grab Charlotte’s arms with force as she covers her mouth unable to contain her laughter, knowing all too well the idea of my parents having sex is the biggest nightmare of all time. Yet, somehow, the general is so pumped with Viagra that his saluting is relentless. As I continue to lead her down the path, I find the isolated cave and pull her inside.
Against the rock wall, I smash my lips against hers.
“Lex, we have everyone waiting…”
“Don’t worry about them, Rocky has it covered. I need to fuck you now as my wife. I promise to make sweet love to you when we get back to our hotel room, but right now I need to fuck you.”
There is no objection as I lift her dress and plunge into her, the sound of her small cry echoing in the cave.
“I saw you with the firefighters, Charlotte. It made me so fucking jealous. This, the way I’m fucking you, is to show you that you belong to me. Obsessed together forever, we said the words. I am obsessed with you, every move you make, every stare at another man, I’m watching.”
She doesn’t say a word, only pulling me in tighter and begging for more.
“And did you see me touch the firefighter? Did you see me look at his cock?” she asks, teasingly.
Oh, she fucking knows what she’s doing, allowing my jealousy to consume my raging testosterone. I grab her ass, gripping it so tightly knowing my nails are digging into her. I can’t get in deep enough. Calm the fuck down, don’t hurt the baby.
“Yes, I did, and I wanted to rip you off that stage. You are my wife, my wife…”
My words warn her in exactly five seconds I will come undone.
It rips through me brutally and with so much force, my legs begin to shake, struggling to keep my balance and gripping onto the wall for support.
Around me, she clenches while whimpering. My entire body jerks forward, sensitive to the slightest touch. We stand for a moment, catching our breaths until Charlotte admits she knows about the Viagra.
“Charlotte, I can guarantee even without it, I would have fucked you into oblivion. Oh, and have I already told you that you look beautiful tonight?”
“Yes, but only like a hundred times. I may need to hear it again to be sure.”
“Hmm… I married such a smart mouth. Charlotte Edwards, you look beautiful.”
“That’s better, and you, my husband, look like sex on a stick. I’m sorry, you know you look handsome, but this tux is making me insanely horny. There, I said it. Inappropriate for wedding speak, but hey, that’s me.”
“I think our lack of consideration for the sacred wedding celebration was displayed minutes ago, and I’m more than happy to remind you again, should you need it.”
“Now, that’s the Viagra talking.” She giggles.
We head back, and as we resume activities, Rocky is quick to pull me aside. He sniffs my collar like some fucking weirdo.
“Dude, I said ten minutes. What took you so long to blow?” Rocky complains, narrowing his eyes. “I had to do a rendition of Chicago and Barry Manilow.”
“And the crowds are still here?”
“Dude, you smell like pussy.”
I’m ready to smack him in the face when Charlotte drags her mother over to meet me. She clears her throat, and Maria waits patiently for my full attention.
“I know you’ve met before under different circumstances, but Mom, I want to introduce you to my husband, Lex Edwards, and before you start sending him bad karma or shit like that, remember he is the father of our baby as well. So there,” she says matter-of-factly.
To be polite, I lean over to kiss her hello, but exactly like the first time we met, she places her hand over my cheek. I’m trying my best to be respectful, but the resentment toward her is hard to ignore for she is the one who spun her lies about Charlotte moving on. If it weren’t for that, who knows what might have been? Maybe I wouldn’t have wasted eight years wandering the earth like a nomad.
Certain she senses my bitterness toward her, she pulls her hand away immediately. Her face looks disheartened, and she must know she fucked with the universe big time by feeding lies to Adriana and me.