Chapter 44

She stepped into the shower on his command, her brain losing all ability to think for himself. and turned the tap on. He closed the shower door behind them, the space was small and intimate. He turned towards her, she stared into his eyes.
He took the soap bar and used it to rub circles into her body as he bent lower to claim her mouth. It had been so long since she was this close to him, a melody of moans escaping her throat. This fuelled his insatiable hunger for her.

Avril mimicked him, rubbing soap suds onto his body, every trail she made urging him on and heating his skin. He snaked his hand around her neck and watched her mouth fall open, he covered his mouth with hers, pulled away, and spun her around, bringing her butt to his erection. He pressed his body against the swelling of her butt and groaned, into the nape of her neck. She pressed back into him, carrying her arm around her to circle him around his neck.
Thomas removed his hand from around her neck and placed them on both shoulders. He kissed the back of her shoulders, pulling the skin lightly with his teeth. Avril gasped her body begging, waiting for more.

"Fuck, I don't have a condom." He rested his forehead against the back of her head, his hands encircling her body. His chest heaving.

"We can't.." his voice trailed off.

"My period is due, it should be fine if we..." she couldn't believe what she was suggesting but she wanted him, all of him.

"I am not sure." His mind was racing. He would be lying if said he didn't want to. He was anticipating the day he was able to feel her tight walls squeezing his bare flesh.

"Don't you want to feel me?" she almost sounded hurt.

"I have wanted to fuck you raw the moment I laid eyes on your naked body." he rasped. She turned around to face him, cupping his face.

"Then fuck me." she breathed against his lips. "I want you too, I want to feel you," she begged.
The pleading in her voice sending him over the edge. To hell with reason! Thomas smashed his lips against hers, she responded instantly, matching his passion. He shoved her against the wall, spread her legs apart with his knee. "That's right baby, spread those legs for me." he groaned against her neck. He pulled one of her legs around his body and positioned himself close to her opening. Her eyes widened at the feel of him. He made a few small trusts forwards, teasing her body into opening for him. He slipped into her further, Avril sucking in a huge breath at the sensation. Sex with Thomas had always been good, but feeling him and him alone inside of her was different. More potent.
Thomas shuddered as he entered her. He could feel every ounce of heat and moisture. The sensation driving him wild. He pounded into her, her screams music to his ears.

"Turn around." he pulled out of her. She did as she was told and he entered her from the back. "Fuck, you feel so wet." he buried his head in her neck. Their bodies, matted with sweat and water.

Avril cried out in pleasure, her hands resting flat against the shower wall. Her hands making fists as he pushed into her from behind. She gasped as her left hand reached over her head to form a fist in his hair as he suckled her neck. His pace quickened and Avril felt herself climbing higher and higher, her body reaching its limit. With a final cry, Avril slumped against the wall, Thomas taking large breaths as he held onto her, pounding into her until he found his release, slumping against her body as they both tried to recover.

***
"Are you eating well?" Thomas asked as Avril was sprawled on top of him. Both refused to clothe themselves...or rather Thomas refused for them both.

"That's an odd question." She said as she traced circles into his chest. The sweet reminder of their lovemaking was the throbbing between her legs.

"You have lost weight." He commented. He saw it in her face, she seemed weary.
Avril didn't respond. "Since you mentioned food, I am having a craving." She said, drawing his attention away. The last thing they needed to talk about was how worried and lonely she was while he was gone. She didn't see any points in making him two-minded about leaving again. She had to be understanding.

"Oh?" Thomas sounded mischievous.
Avril blushed. "For something sweet." She clarified.

"Ahhh. I think I can make that happen." He said as he cupped her breasts and teased her earlobe.
Avril laughed, "I mean to eat." She said again.

"I do have parts of me that crave to be in that pretty mouth of yours." His voice turned dark, his finger tracing the outline of her lower lips.
Avril grinned as she pushed off him and stood. She pulled on his shirt.

"I will be right back. Do you want anything?" She asked as she was making her way through the door.

" You can give me what I want when you get back." He placed a hand behind his head giving her a boyish smile.
Avril rolled her eyes and went down to the kitchen. She switched on the light and almost fell back when she saw Lilith sitting at the table.
She didn't say anything, she pulled open the cupboard and took out a plate and a fork.

" You and Thomas having fun?" Lilith broke the silence. Avril's arm stilled as she was about to pull open the refrigerator. Depending on how long Lilith was in the house, Avril knew she must have heard them having sex. They weren't exactly quiet. Avril didn't think they had to be. She was under the misguided impression that they were alone.
She thought better of responding to Lilith's comment.

"Ahhh, I remember what it was like to have fun with Thomas." Avril knew she was being baited but curse her curiosity.
She turned around, forgetting about her sweet tooth. "Is there something you want to say?" Avril asked.

"Nothing that you don't already know of course," Lilith replied slyly.

"And what is it you think I know?" Avril said impatiently.

"Nothing interesting, just that Thomas I were in a relationship as well. I know you don't want to be reminded about this again, but seeing you so blissful after time with him brings back so many sweet memories." Lilith sighed. "He is really good in the sack isn't he?" she stared off into the distance. "The things that man could do with just his tongue." Lilith giggled.

Avril felt as if someone had reached their hand into her chest and was attempting to squeeze her heart until it exploded into a million uneven pieces. Thomas didn't mention a relationship. Was it possible that he forget to mention it? Or did he do so purposely? Avril also considered the possibility that Lilith was lying but there was only one way to find out. She gave the she-devil a tight smile and made her way back upstairs.
Lilith smiled. The first seed of discourse was planted.
***
Avril returned to the room, she took a seat at the foot of the bed. Her heart racing, her chest feeling fragile and her stomach in knots.
"You returned without your snack?" Thomas observed, her back to him.
"I realize I didn't have much of an appetite." She responded coldly, trying to wrap her mind around Lilith's words.

Thomas came up closer behind her, his hands undoing the buttons at the front of her shirt while he kissed her neck. Avril felt sick, she didn't want him touching her. She turned her head away.

"Tell me again." She paused. " What's your relationship with Lilith?" the question burning a hole in her tongue. Did she really want to know? Especially if there was any truth to Lilith's words.

"I told you." He said as he pulled the shirt off her shoulders, his palms applying pressure to her breasts.

"Was that it?" Avril probed.

He sighed, ceasing all touching and kissing and easing back from her.

"What else can there be?" His tone clipped but Avril didn't care. His reaction already angering her.

" Then you never had a relationship with her?" Avril asked the one questioned she wanted to know the answer to. She prayed the answer was 'no'.

This time he pouched from the bed, pulling on his shorts. Avril's heartbeat accelerated with every second he ignored the question.

"Well?" She prompted.

"That was a long time ago." He didn't even look at her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She questioned, trying to keep the emotion from her voice and failing.

"It is my past, Avril. It had nothing to do with us." He responded hotly as he checked the time.

"Then why did you lie to me?" She said the words between clenched teeth.

"God, Avril, I can't do this with you now." He said. "I have to go."

"Second time." She said as he was walking out the door.

He paused, looking back at her. "It is the second time, I have mentioned her and you got defensive." She observed, her heart bleeding.

"I am not defensive." He turned away from her.

"All this time, I have been worried that being around her would make you relive the trauma of almost losing your father when I should have been worried about you having another woman to warm your bed." She laughed humorlessly.

"Avril..."

"Just leave." She whispered.

He said her name again, but this time she couldn't hold the tears in. She felt betrayed. She threw a pillow in his direction and screamed for him to get out.
She couldn't see his reaction, nor did she know how long it took him to leave, everything was a blur to her as she collapsed in a fetal position and cried.