I CAN MAKE YOU FEEL SO GOOD

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I need air; I need to be away from him before I say something that I would regret. I walked down the hallway thinking about what I said, maybe I was being dramatic, maybe it's not that deep but it was for me.

I need a drink.

I pressed the button of the elevator, waiting for it to be open and when it did, I walked in just then Wilder appears in front of the elevator.

Why is he everywhere?

I silently prayed for the elevator to close before he gets the chance to get in but luck isn't on my side.

He walks in placing a towel on his shoulders as the elevator closes leaving me with this sinful looking man.

He is inches close to me with droplets of water sitting falling down his toned chest; I looked up at nothing, in particular, to prevent myself from looking at him any further.

"You have been avoiding me?" Too much for hoping me they both don't say anything to each other.

"And here you are," I muttered under my breath but he didn't hear me.

"No worries I get it, you got scared." What the hell is he talking about?

"The first time you have ever had a big dick." I couldn't help but turn to the cocky bastard.

"Wow, what an enormous ego." I rolled my eyes, I heard his low laugh.

"So I am not lying." Our eyes locked as he said those words and it rendered me speechless.

Suddenly I heard the elevator come to an abrupt stop, only to notice this jerk over here stopped it himself.

"Why the fuck did you do that?" I tried to press a button to get it to move again but he blocked me.

"If you are not avoiding me, you won't mind staying with me for a while." He has this sinful smirk playing on his lips.

There's no way in hell I am staying in here with him.

"I do mind, think whatever you want." I pushed him out of my way which was hard because once you get your hands in those muscular arms; you just want to keep feeling it.

I pressed the button to start the elevator again but it doesn't work, I pressed it a couple of times.

Fuck, it's broken.

I turned to the main reason for my predicament, my eyes shooting daggers at his forehand.

"Look what you've done." I tried not to yell.

Fat chance.

He just kept on smirking making no effort to actually see what's wrong.

"You planned this?" I accused.

"I wish I can take the credit." I am so regretting not taking my phone along while angrily storming out of my room.

"Is your phone on you?" I pushed my need to punch him aside.

"Nope, I guess we are stuck here." It's so annoying how chill he is about this and how chill he is about life in general.

This reminds me of when we got locked in the janitor's closet and he stole my first kiss.

I hate this.

I hit the elevator entrance a couple of times, stupidly yelling for help.

"You know no one can hear you." I glared at Mr smarty pants.

"You are so annoying," I commented.

"Why can't you handle being alone me?" He winked.

"Don't flatter yourself." That was my not so smart comeback.

"Don't feel shy, even I can't resist myself." He smiled; I tried not to roll my eyes at his cockiness.

"Look at the bright side; we can talk about why you got so mad at the poolside." I looked up at him.

"I am not talking about my marital problems with you." I folded my arms.

"Why because we had sex?" A mind-blowing sex which is what fills my thoughts from time to time.

"We are grown." True, if I am going to be stuck in an elevator with Wilder Wood, I might as well make use of it.

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"It's just that... I feel like we are into different worlds sometimes and it's exhausting." Who knew Wilder is a good listener?

"He never tries to come down to my world but I always try to be in his world, that's what he is expected to do right?" I feel like I have been talking for hours, I am surprised he is still listening with full concentration.

"People love in different ways, maybe that's his way of loving you." He should do this professionally when he stops playing basketball.

"I know my husband loves me, it's not even used for debate but he is so passive at showing it." Right from the beginning, I get it he is shy but how long is he going to be shy? We are fucking married.

I stretched my legs sitting down comfortably on the elevator's floor with Wilder beside me.

"Can you believe my husband has never gotten possessive over me, gotten jealous or ever had to fight for me?" Like seriously dude, I am a fucking hottie.

"He is so laid back when it comes to me." Maybe I am writing to many novels, but I am not asking for much.

I don't want him throwing punches when he sees me talking to a guy but at least I want to see a ducking reaction. Let everyone know I am yours.

"Because you haven't given him a reason to be jealous." I raise my eyebrows at Wilder.

"For instance, he suggested an open marriage and it took you 3 days after the agreement to get laid while he probably did it in less than an hour. Before you got laid, you keep on flashing your wedding ring at every guy, lucky for you I don't care."

"He is not fighting because you make things too easy for him; he is laid back because he is assured." Wilder's words got me thinking.

He is right.

"I am guessing you were also laid back and assured until the past view days, I mean your husband isn't exactly me." He is so fucking arrogant.

"Yup, he is better." Cole might not be as hot as he is but he is a good man and he has a good heart.

I noticed a change in Wilder's facial expression but he covered it up pretty quickly, did he get offended with what I said?

Nah, his ego can handle it.

"Cole isn't going to get possessive until you give him a reason to." Wilder finally spoke.

"What do I need to do?" I turned to him; my heart skipped a beat when I realized our faces are inches apart.

"I think you know what to do." I bit down on my lips noticing he is leaning in.

"Nice try, I am not having sex with you again." I faced the front dodging the kiss.

"You sure about that?" His hot breath fanning my ear lobe, I shivered; I could feel his lips against my ear.

"I can make you feel so good, it's impossible your husband won't notice." Reasoning eludes me as all I could feel was his aura. He is hardly touching me but I could feel him everywhere.

Just then I heard a phone ring, bringing me back to reality. Wilder stood up bringing out his phone.

"I thought you said you weren't with your phone" I gasped, realizing I have been tricked.

"I thought you said you weren't going to have sex with me again but you seemed to be more than willing a minute ago."

This son of a bitch.

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