The Game Of Lust

The taste of Her Love

She stared up at him with longing eyes, she was a lot like me, we both felt the obligation to do everything we were told to, though I didn't long for anyone, I didn't wish to marry and neither did Margret.

Huey was already wasted, dancing recklessly, he kicked down one of the speakers and knocked over the back up singer with the live band.

“I love you so much Freddy,” Huey sobbed.

“I'm not Freddy” the man struggled “Get him off me!”

Hunter and Jimmy rushed to pull him off the innocent man.

Regina was seated, pouring wine down her throat in a miserable manner. I approached her with a chair that wasn't already knocked down by our many drunk guest and sat beside her.

“Are you alright Gina?”

“My life's a mess,” she said, I quickly snatched the bottle from her hand as she took it to her lips.

“what do you mean?”

“I did so much to look this good and not one single decent man has approached me tonight .” she slouched “why do I keep attracting these kind of men?”

“what kind of men?did anyone touch you inappropriately ….I know Jimmy can be a prick sometimes .” I stood defensively but was pulled back to my seat.

“No one touched me Alfred,” she replied “Matt's giving married soon!” she broke down in tears.

“It's alright,” I said pulled her into a hug, patting her back. She had mentioned Matt's engagement earlier but in a cool and relaxed tone.

I had never seen Regina like this before, a slobbering mess, she always seemed to have her life. together.

“I want to have this myself one day” she wept.

“I wish I could trade places with you,” I blurted out and immediately wished I never did as she slowly turned to me with her mouth open in shock.

“I knew you weren't happy about this,”

“It's not about me it's about making the smart choice for our family.”

“Smart choice my ass, they're just using this to stay relevant and you keep letting them use you Alfred,” she pushed me back with her finger.

“Mom loves the control and she won't stop till she's driven you out of your mind.”

“Shhh this is what's best.”

“Really? you didn't look so happy in the church earlier.”

“don't give me that look Gina, you're in the same boat as I am.. You act as if you have your s**t together when you're really just a mess like the rest of us.”

“No I might be a mess but I'll never be mother's pet,” she raised her voice and stood, she paused for a moment taking rapid breaths. I remained seated quietly with my head bowed.

Regina returned back to her seat, saying nothing, she faced me not with the usual look she carried, the look that accused me of things I did not commit, no this look was one of worry and pity, I couldn't seem to tell her what I really wanted to say which was, I don't know why I seem to ruin everything for myself, it's not just my insatiable love for women that gets in the way its mostly self hate, I haven't forgotten or forgiven myself for what happened, no matter how many women I slept with.

I thought I could marry away that emptiness but instead I was simply just making my life a lot worse, it was so much easier letting mother tell me what to do and how to live, that way I wouldn't mess up so much, instead of saying these things I sat there and said nothing.

She pulled me into a hug,

“I'm so sorry Freddy I didn't mean it.”

Suddenly tears rolled down my eyes as I finally cracked, I held onto her tightly, sobbing quietly with my face buried in her shoulder, I was sorry as well, for the things I said and the decisions I was making.

“what do you think Eddy would do if he were here?” I asked in a throaty tone. “He would've given a very emotional speech right before he embarrasses you .”

“ he'd definitely talk about the day we tried to build a tree house in the back yard,”

I chuckled

“ When he knocked your finger in with a hammer?”

“Don't forget he knocked my jaw first, I bite my tongue so hard I had to get 15 stitches,”

Huey staggered pass with smudges of the cake icing around his lips, “ you have to check out this cake mehn .. its wild,” he said crashed on the table, no one bothered to pick him, we were too use to Huey's excesses, the elderly guests had already gone home, except our parents, dad had dozed off on his seat after all it was really late.

“ Eddy would've been on stage dancing his heart out,” we both laughed

“such a bad dancer .”

“I've never seen anyone dance so confidently bad before,” we both threw our heads back in laughter

“I miss him so much,”Regina said wiping her teary eyes with the hem of the velvet blue table cloth.

“Me too .”

At the end of the night, most of the guest had gone home,

Margret and I headed to the car with my friends cheering and spraying confetti, she didn't seem to invite any friends besides her parents and their guests so she simply handed the bouquet of flowers to Regina and the other ladies grumbled. The day went by and I had gotten nothing close to a kiss or even a peck on the cheek from Margret.

A few days later we were off to a lovely island resort for our honeymoon which was all my father's idea. It would have been a great experience if she had at least spoken to me, half the time she was on one phone call to another, or she'd be out of sight entirely, the only time we actually spoke was on the our first meet up and the night of our engagement after that it was straight up silence. I could never tell what she was thinking or what she wanted from me and I never got the chance to ask, maybe she was angry at me for something, After all I blacked out in engagement party not to mention the church wedding being a mess and the reception was practically overflowing with my drunk friends, I just seemed to have tough luck no matter what I did.

I sat with my laptop hoping a little inspiration would come but after many hours of staring blankly at the screen, I nodded off on the chair.

Margret returned with a straw beach hat on and a white maxi dress, showing off her slender shoulders and fair skin.

It was already night and she appeared to be having more fun with herself than with me. I turned off my computer and stretch out on the bed, my neck ached from sleeping in such a uncomfortable position for hours.

I sat up to face whatever was showing on TV to ease the awkward silence. Margret come out of the shower in a short burgundy colored silk robe, water rolling down her legs, her brown hair loose around her shoulders.

“Why don't take a shower as well,” she said still standing by the door, her breasts spilling out of the robe, I had never seen that much of her body before.

I stood without questions and headed for the bathroom, so many possibilities overwhelmed my thinking. From our few days together I could gather that Margret liked everything spotless and in order, she wiped every surface before she sat and washed her hands countless times, plus she never used the same cup twice and never shared a glass or even a spoon with anyone, she also wiped her phone before using it.

Though I wasn't sure with all my observations I couldn't confidently say that Margret suffered from OCD.

Perhaps she asked me to shower because she wanted something or I simply reeks of alcohol and she didn't wish to lay next to me.

I rushed out of the shower and put on a night garment, sitting on the bed, I patiently waiting for anything to happen, hoping that something would. I had spent weeks without s*x, I could feel my entire body throb. She was still in her silk robe but lying in bed like an invitation to something I ached for, looking down at her alone made my c**k hard and I swallowed anxiously. I proceeded to turning off the TV

I laid beside her moving closer,

I pulled her to my warmth, she said nothing and made no eye contact the whole time, my c**k was completely erect. I then attempted to kiss her cool lips but she refused, moving away, her skin was smooth and her smelled like lavender.

I climbed over her, between her cool thighs as she unexpectedly unzipped my flyer, she rested her slender hands over my broad shoulders, finally she was looking at me, dreamy eyed. I'd never noticed the greenish tone of her eyes, that glistened at the reflection of the lamps, I was beguiled by it. I tried to please her with my tongue but she did not seem to want any part of me on her besides my c**k, she caressed my hair which was still damp from the quick shower, she took her mouth to my ear and whispered. “You smell so nice .”

My head spined at her words and her warm breath touching in my ear, It drove me wild, I submitted to her passion despite the silence that lingered for days, at that heated moment I only wished to hear her moan and call my name like the others did. I widened her thighs as I slid in my c**k, it was surprisingly easy regarding the fact that there was no foreplay involved, she was already wet, I wondered what I had done that turned her on knowing I had done nothing at all and was not given the chance to show her just what my tongue could do.

I thrust into her p*ssy slowly, easing her into it, she pulled at my shirt, groaning and winching.

Perhaps I was too big for her, surely it couldn't be her first time.

As I penetrated her wall, she grabbed hold of the pillow beneath her head, I slid my hand up her stomach and loosened the rope around her waist, it opened both ways like a door way revealing her fair skin and firm round breasts.

I groan huskily, growing more delirious with desire.

She gasped as I took my lips to her hard n*****s hoping she would not refuse me again, instead she arched her back as I plundered her with my large c**k and slurped sensually on her n*****s.

I could pay no mind to anything except the wild sensation shooting through my passionate body, she held on tighter, gripping my hair and moaning. Finally I was getting what I hope for since we got married.

I tingled with excitement as desire overwhelmed me senses but my victory didn't last and came to a quick end as she soon lost interest. “Wait, stop … I'm tired,”

She said pushing me off of her body, she tied her robe back in place, and rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door aggressively. I remained on the bed wondering what I had done wrong.

Was I too rough? did I over do it?

Did i hurt her? I was perplexed by her unwillingness to be with me.

After some minutes she returned to the bed, turning the lights off, she tucked herself into the sheets and faced the other direction were she would not meet my eyes staring bewilderedly at her.

I was still as hard as ever, I decided to take a walk to clear my head and all the muzzy thoughts that come pouring in.

I walked down the hallway to the stairs, and made my way to the tropical bar.