Married to be yours

A mistress

"You frightened me!"

He looked at her with narrowed eyes and strolled into the room.

“ I am sorry, but you were so busy that I didn't want to disturb you.”

“Are you ready for bed?” he drawled.

The way he said it casually made a hot flush run over her face and weaken her knees.

She looked at him as he removed his shirt and went to the other side of the bed.

With a raised eyebrow he asked.

“Coming?”

“I….l….thought you would sleep on the sofa,” she stammered.

By now, her body was emitting different conflicting emotions, it was like a mix of embarrassment and confusion.

“Why would l sleep on the sofa? This is my room, and we are married, aren't we?”

He chuckled!

Hearing the sound made shivers run down her spine.

“Come here, Celine!”

He commanded with a husky voice.

She moved towards him and stood in front of him.

The smell of alcohol made her move a step back.

“Are you drunk?” she asked accusingly.

“ I am not drunk,"he drawled again," I just took a little."

He moved closer to her and raised her chin with his hand.

“Why are you shivering, are you cold?”He whispered.

Celine's breathing hitched as he whispered close to her ears.

She looked up into his eyes and was lost in his gaze.

His blue eyes looked into hers; it was the most captivating eyes she had seen, deep blue, alluring eyes over a muscular handsome face.

Something about his eyes felt so cold, yet so compelling.

His eyes travelled from her eyes to her lips, went further down her shoulders and then her breast, and finally looked intently at her lips once again.

Suddenly, he pulled her to him, and she could feel his domineering masculine scent filled her nostrils. The smell of his cologne was expensive and alluring for a while.

“David, “ she whispered his name so softly that she could not hear her voice.

“Yes?” he groaned as he crushed his lips on hers.

The impact of his lips made her knees weaken more, this made him pull her closer until she could feel her whole form pressed against him.

She tried to struggle and muffled some protest but it went unheeded.

Panic ran up her spine, then went down again as she was overwhelmed by pure desire.

She couldn't understand how her body reacted to him; all she knew was that her body leapt forward, accepting his strength.

She came alive in his arms as David kissed her as if he were tasting her lips. No other thing existed for her again; it was pure, new, exciting, and, at the same time, frightening.

She was as irresistible as chocolate to a child and as fascinating as the need that sent their pulses racing.

He had thought no woman would bring this feeling in him but he was surprised by the attraction between them.

He dragged her hair back softly with his hands and plunged deeper into the moistness of her mouth.

The world was spinning for Celine as she ran her hand over his back; with a moan, she clung onto his shoulders; the waves of desire were making her head spin until she was breathless and limp.

She found herself on the bed and David's muscular chest sprawled on top of her; she noticed his hands started to fumble with her bra, and that was when reality set in, and she became aware of her surroundings.

“David,” she pushed at his chest. “please stop!” she said.

“Why would I stop?” he growled with passion,”are you not my wife?”

“Yes but,"

“No but,” he whispered in her ear, moving down to her chest as he caressed her.

She gasped as his mouth fell on her n*****s.

Suddenly, she panicked!

"Stop it!” Stop it!” Stop it!” she said, raising her voice.

He jerked away appalled by the agony in her voice.

“I am sorry,” he managed to say, "did I hurt you?”

Celine shook her head quickly and wrapped her hands around her breasts trying to cover herself with the sheets.

David looked at how pathetic she looked; turning his back, he put on his shirt.

“I am sorry Celine, ”he said once again, “I was carried away by the moment.”

Celine looked at him with tears in her eyes.

“ I am sorry too?” she said trembling

“I remembered something, that was why I had to stop you.”

David stood up.

Looking back at her he asked abruptly.

“Did your ex-husband abuse you?”

Celine was startled; she looked up nervously to see his face emotionless. She couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but she knew she could not lie to him.

“Yes!” she said with a shaky voice.

He was becoming obsessive, especially when he had lost his job, and that led him to abuse me.

“God!” he exclaimed, hardening his fist.” I don't know why some men are beasts, I can never beat a woman because l feel women are to be respected in their ways, no matter the urge.”

“How long have you been divorced from him now?”

“About six months,” Celine replied.

“It is fine,” he said, "it's all in the past now, and you have to forget about it okay.”

“Go and wash your face and go to sleep,” he commanded. “Tomorrow will be a long day.”

He said it coldly and she flinched.

Celine got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face, coming back to the room, she saw that David had switched off the lights, turned his back to her and was sound asleep.

She got inside the covers, and looked across at him once again, wondering what he would be thinking of her now.

“How would she face him in the morning?” she thought silently, with embarrassment.

Later listening to David's breathing, she was also engulfed by sleep as her body finally relaxed from the activities of the day.

****

In the morning,

She woke up to the birds chirping close to the windows,

It was a beautiful morning, one that can be full of activities.

Turning, she saw that David was still asleep.

She got up from the bed and moved to the bathroom to have an early morning shower,

She moved back to the room, and she saw that David was already awake.

Looking at him, she suddenly felt shy of the night's escapees.

“Good morning,” she muttered nervously.

“Good morning,” he burst out coldly, frowned and went to the bathroom.

She was shocked by his behaviour; it seems he woke up in a bad mood this morning.

She should avoid him, she advised herself.

She went over to the wardrobe and put on a pair of blue jeans and a red T-shirt. She wanted to look casual this morning.

Looking around the room once again and making sure she made the bed as it had crumbled from last night's sleep, she closed the bedroom door and headed for the kitchen.

As she entered the kitchen, the maids greeted her nervously with a chorus greeting.

“Good morning my lady,” they said.

“Good morning, “she answered, smiling at them.

Seeing her smile and her charm, they relaxed.

“What are we having for breakfast?” she asked.

One of them answered.

“My lady, we made pancakes, bacon and juice.”

"That's good," she said, “I will leave you to continue with your cooking.”

“Thank you, my lady,” they chorused in reply, giggling to themselves happily as they continued with their work.

She went out of the big kitchen and looked around her environment. A big Oak door was leading to the left, and she could hear birds chirping; her curiosity got the best of her, and she moved towards the sound.

“Oh my!" she busted with astonishment,” This is beautiful.”

Outside was a beautiful garden with flowers like red roses, and yellow Lilies. It was a sight to behold; the fragrance was very pleasant, and she felt she was in another world.

It was a peaceful, inviting and pleasant atmosphere.

“Come over here my dear,” the baroness called with a chuckle in her voice, seeing Celine's reaction.

Celine laughed back and greeted her.

“Mother, good morning, this garden is so beautiful,” she said excitedly with a bright smile.

“Good morning Celine,” the baroness smiled,”l know you would like it, so I told the maids to serve breakfast here.”

“Come, sit with me,” she pointed to a chair in front of her and Celine sat down.

“How are you this morning?” She asked politely.

“l am fine thank you, mother,” Celine replied.

“Mother, this is a peaceful, well-kept garden, it's one of the best I have ever seen.”

“Thanks to my gardener,” the baroness replied with a smile," he takes care of the garden very well.”

“I love being here. I spend most of my days here, especially when my son is at work, but now that you are here, I will very much appreciate the company, my dear.”

Celine smiled at her,

“I love the garden Mother, of course, I will always keep you company when you

come down here.” she said.

“Who is keeping who company?"David strolled in with a masculine voice that made her senses pursed as she heard him come into the garden.

She turned to look at him and saw that her husband was not alone, tagging along with him and holding him arm to arm was a beautiful blonde female.