Page 166 of Falling for the Wife

Had she stood by me and waited until my mind wasn’t so confused by all the misery that surrounded me by the loss of my father—his betrayal, Zara’s return and revelations—then things might have turned out differently.

However she had chosen to set me aside… not fighting for me. The man she claimed to love. I didn’t know what to make of it, even now. It pained me to have her this close and not know if she still loved me.

Closing my eyes, I buried my face in her neck as I heard moans in the background. I wasn’t sure if they were from Lindsey or Emma, but at this instant, I didn’t give a flying fuck because all I wanted was to be with my wife.

Mine. Stella was mine.

“Do you mind if I could feel you?” I grunted out into her ear. “I just want to be inside you. I won’t do anything else… I want to feel your heat surround me.” My heart sped up as I waited in agonizing pain for her reply.

When she did, my heart skipped a beat. “Yes, but you have to kiss me first.”

I didn’t need another second to pass before I knew what to do. Cradling her cheek as I pulled her back against my chest, I kissed my fate.

It was Hell.

It was Heaven.

It was a ball of compounding beauty that drowned my soul. Her kiss irrevocably owned me. Nothing was going to stop me until Stella was mine again.

This was it…

It was the kiss of death, the kiss of life. I was signing over my fate into hers, spiritually locking her with me because there was no way in Hell I was walking away from this. Not now. Not ever.

Once had been enough. It was a lesson learned, one I hadn’t relished nor one I planned to revisit.

My fingers were underneath the band of her bikini bottom, right around the crotch, yet I didn’t dare wander past the outline of her lips. It was meant to tease us both, but that soon turned into an oddity for me because Stella pulled my cock out and started stroking it.

Mind you, my wife was uncaring that there were people around us, doing God knew what. The heated bubbles of the whirlpool jets made it impossible to guess what we were up to, much to my delight.

Not bothering to restrain myself any longer, I held her hip while I pushed her bikini bottom to the side and entered her hot pussy in one slow push.

Her hot, wet walls surrounded me, cloaking my length with majestic tightness that made me utter a groan against her lips. When she started to grind her hips. I held her hips to stop.

“No, my love. This is all I want. If you want more than this, you have to initiate that yourself in the bedroom,” I whispered loud enough for only her to hear.

“Callum…” she pleaded, however I was having none of it.

After five minutes, we kept on kissing as I pulsed within her walls. It had been too long and I could easily combust even without any rocking motion, but I wanted my first orgasm from Stella’s initiation.

She wanted me; I knew from the desperation she had in her voice. However, the question was, was she desperate enough to throw away her doubts and love me with no holds barred?

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After the intense kissing war we had with our lips and tongues in the jacuzzi, I had to withdraw fifteen minutes later because I was truly—excruciatingly—having the most difficult time not finishing her there, right for everyone to see. So it was for the best when I didn’t tempt fate and withdrew from her moistened heat.

Much to Stella’s dismay. “Damn you, Cal.”

It was time, past bloody fucking time, to test the waters. “You’re staying with me for the entire time. I won’t have it any other way,” I announced before I took her hand and pulled us out of the water.

Not bothering to look at anyone else, I took us downstairs, back into my room.

Her belongings were already in the closet as I had asked the crewmembers earlier. “Your things are all unpacked in the closet. You can go ahead and use the shower first. I’ll merely check some business while I wait for my turn,” I addressed, but I avoided locking gazes with her because I was nervous. On top of that, I was already having a hard time fighting myself not to throw her on top of the bed and fuck us both senseless.

“You sure? I don’t mind if you go first.” She moved a few steps and then halted. Unsure. I merely nodded as I watched her bikini clad body retreat into the bathroom. A long awaited sigh came from me the second the door closed.

What if she decided not to do anything? After all, I didn’t really tell her the wordsI love you…

Twenty minutes later, she emerged clad in skimpy, see-through sleepwear that ended right around the curve of her butt and was paired with a little scrap of underwear.

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