My husband is a Villain

Chapter 7

JUDE

I found myself trying to force my eyes from staring at her gorgeously built body, especially now that she was almost naked.

“Get out; you could have snapped the dog's neck in two when it came for me!” She ranted with her back facing me as I just zoned out.

Maybe it was a risk having this girl as my wife.

That kiss truthfully wasn't planned; I said it was nothing and I meant it, but the moment I collided my lips with hers on the altar, I felt so obliged to explore deeper; her mouth kept urging me to dive deeper.

“Dive deeper; it wouldn't hurt!” That was why I felt like it was telling me.

And I did dive deeper. Did it hurt?

No…

Maybe because I hadn't dived deep enough.

I slowly walked up to where she was, and she still ranted without noticing I was closer.

“Why are you awkwardly silent?” She turned around, and the shock on her face was kind of hilarious.

“Relax, I'm not going to kill you!” I thought to myself.

But I stared down at her lips.

“How did I kiss you?” I asked out of the blue; whatever was going through my head, it wasn't me at that point.

“What?”

I took a step further.

“How did I kiss you?” I almost whispered.

She was silent for a while.

“I can't remember?” She sounded so genuine.

I tried to pull myself back from doing anything stupid, so I decided to add a little villain mode of mine. Maybe if I said something hurtful, maybe I would regain my senses.

"Shame, cause you won't be getting it again!”

Oh, maybe that would work, except it didn't.

She scoffed and turned around.

“Like I said earlier, if you don't, someone else will!” Marie voiced.

It felt like she was fueling the fire that was burning in me.

I pulled her to face me, and her eyes remained as beautiful as ever. I couldn't resist anymore, and I collided with her lips.

“Dive deeper; it wouldn't hurt!” It felt like her lips were singing to me again.

And so I dove deeper, cupping her face in my hands. Her soft skin was slightly grazing mine.

I wasn't satisfied. It felt like I wanted to devour her, so I raised her little petite body to rest comfortably on my torso.

This not only made my head twist, but it almost turned me into an animal.

How could I have forgotten that she had her underwear on this whole time?

I went deeper and deeper.

“Jude,” she moaned my name, and I felt like if I wasn't careful, I was going to do things I promised I wasn't going to do.

I softly bit on her lips.

Her hands ran through my hair.

And I felt my throat growl for satisfaction.

I had to find an anchor to make me stop.

Josephine!

I pulled away from the kiss and just whispered into her ears.

“You are trouble!”

“That would remind you to keep your mouth from running!” I added.

I know that wasn't why I kissed her; I was curious to see how far I could dive.

I placed her in the bed and started to walk to the door.

“What was that?” She voiced.

“A shut-up kiss!” I replied.

“You look like a fourteen-year-old, and I feel I just violated you!” I added, reaching for the door.

“Then why'd you kiss me?”.

“I did you a favor to help you understand what true kisses feel like!” It turned the door open and gave her another glance.

“Dream of me, wifey!” I concluded and shut the door.

I slammed myself on my bed and the thought of Marie in my arms and how deadly her lips felt.

Her moans were like music to my ears, and I was trying so hard to block them.

“Get it together, Jude!” I jumped off my bed and retreated into my closet to get changed and head for the shower.

“How's it going for your new wife?” Theodore walked into my room.

“You should learn to knock, Theo!”

"Oh, I'm sorry, let me just.”

He rushed back to the door and shut it behind him, and then he proceeded to knock.

I rolled my eyes at his actions, and I let him suffer a little at the door.

“Come on, let me in!” Theodore cried out.

“Alright, come in!”

“So like I said, how is it with your new wife?” he asked again.

“Well, she's blending!” I simply replied.

Theodore went silent, and I knew what he was about to say.

“Have you…”

“Don't even think about it, Theodore!” I warned.

“Come on!” He threw his hands up in the air.

“Get out; I'm about to use the shower!” I picked him up.

“I'm just being a concerned brother, and you are rejecting me. I'm hurt!” Theodore held his chest tight.

“If you are concerned, I think you need to hold Gina in her leash; she almost bit off Marie's face!”

"Wait, Gina barged in on you guys special moment. What's up with that dog? Maybe she likes Marie!”

I glared at him, giving him a deadly look.

“Okay, fine. I will do all that you have said, including getting out not to see your nakedness, not like I'm Marie!” Theodore bolted before I could yank him.

I locked the door and retreated back into the shower.

The whole time that Theodore was speaking, I wished he had not mentioned Marie. Every time he mentioned her name. I am forced to travel back in time and remember how she made me feel and how I almost lost control with her.

I made a decision to avoid her by all means. Even if it means going on a very long vacation.

I'm a Madigan….I can afford it.

Immediately after I was done with the shower, I hopped in my bed to catch some sleep.

But sleep has always run away from me.

Maybe it's true what they say—there's no sleep for the wicked.