EVAN SEVILLE
We finished dinner, and had already gone to bed. I was sleeping peacefully, enjoying my sleep especially when I'm with Amelia.
But tonight, when my arm looked for her subconsciously, I couldn't find her. I found an empty bed space on my side, cold. I quickly got up, looking around the room that was lit up by the moon light coming from our balcony window. I could feel my heart clenching, panic washed through me as I got out of bed and made my way out of our bedroom.
I walked down the hallway, checking room to room; her studio room, her home office and mine, vacant rooms for guests, etc. Sweat bead down my forehead as I looked for her everywhere. The kitchen, backyard, living room, even bathrooms but she wasn't there. Until I heard a whimper when I got back upstairs to check our room— in case she might be in our walk-in closet— I stopped in my tracks.
I focused on my hearing, then another whimper came, but it didn't sounded like it was crying for help. It sounded more like—
"Ngh!.."
My eyes widened when I heard a moan, it was coming from the room I didn't check just yet because Amelia told me to stay out of it, it was just near our room. I could hear the movements inside that room, the shuffling of fabrics, the whimpers, as I walked towards that door— "Evan!.."
I stopped in my tracks where I stood outside that room where I heard her. Heat rushed through my body, my dick suddenly started aching, my body was screaming, my mind was reeling of images of what I could do to that woman, to Amelia, to my wife. My breathing got heavier, my hand hovering above the knob, trembling, ready to twist it open.
Suddenly, I snapped out of my thoughts when I realized I couldn't hear any sounds coming from her in the room in front of me where I stood. Then, I heard soft footsteps that was coming closer. I composed myself as I stood there when she opened the door.
Her eyes widened in shock as she looked up at me, my big frame hovering over her small one. I could feel myself almost losing my shit when I saw how she looked after her session.— Sweat bead down her forehead and her neck, flushed face, her left hand was slightly wet.
"Y— You're awake? H— How long are you—"
"Long enough to hear what you were doing, to hear you calling out my name." I took a step closed to her, before my eyes could look behind her, she suddenly closed the door quickly, making me raise a brow, "what were you doing and what's inside that special room of yours that I don't have access of?"
I looked down at her, seeing her face burning bright red, looking shy as she looked at her feet. I slowly reached my hand under her chin, forcing her to look at me in the eyes, "Tell me." She flinched when I used that demanding tone.
She stood there in silence, shy and a little nervous her gaze averting mine, "Amelia, look at me and tell me what you were doing and what is inside that room of yours, please?" I tilted her head higher to face me as I took another step closer to her, my body flushing against hers, my arm wrapping around her waist.
I could feel her trembling slightly, I watched her reactions as my hand went from her chin to her neck, my large hand slowly and gently wrapped around it, squeezing it gently. Her breath hitched, eyes widening slightly, my eyes never left hers as I stared at her.
My patience wearing thin.
My dick in pain.
My body screaming.
I need her. I want her.
I woke back to reality when I heard her voice, "don't.. don't hate me if I tell you what I did and if I showed you what's inside this room, please.." She muttered nervously, one of her small hand was gripping my arm that was on her neck, trembling lightly. I let go of her neck and kised her forehead, "whatever it is, I won't. You're my wife." I said gently against her forehead.
She nodded, she didn't say anything. She opened the door behind her, guiding me inside the darkness. She closed the door, turned on the lights, my eyes adjusted a little to the bright light. My eyes widened when I saw what was inside.
My pictures everywhere on her walls, from baby pics to presents. My hoodies that I thought I left it somewhere was there, my polo shirts that I thought went missing when Amelia took them for laundry and misplaced it somehwere.
What in the world?..
I felt her small hand tugging my pinky finger, making me look down at her, seeing her biting her lower lip while taking out her phone to give it to me. I raised a brow, she just nodded to it, telling me to check. I knew her password, so I didn't hesitate to check when she gave me permission.
"I'll go to our bedroom.." She muttered, letting go of my pinky finger but I quickly caught her hand with my big one while I checked her phone. Pictures of me were there, less of hers. I then went to her website, histories and everything. I saw some unbelievable websites that I thought she wouldn't watch.
"Pornhub?.." I scrunched my face in disbelief, looking down at her and saw her face deep red. "Y— You don't have to say it out loud.." she bit back softly, gripping my hand.
I waited her to say more, going completely silent. She looked up at me, then down at her feet before she continued, "I.. I have needs, too, okay?.. I— I don't want to bother you since you're tired and busy with writing your books and book signing events.. B— But there were times that I tried but I just couldn't find the courage to bother you with my needs, I felt like I'll burden you with my needs.." her voice broke when she spoke, my heart clenched tightly at the sight of her being open and vulnerable, regarding her needs.
"Come here," I gripped her hand gently before I pulled her into a hug, she buried her face on my chest as her small arms wrapped around my waist. I kissed her crown, inhaling her sweet rosy scent— literally smelled like flowers.
"I don't know what to do with myself.." she ranted, "I couldn't say that I need you, that I want you.. I hated the fact that I have the rights to ask for you to help me with my needs but couldn't find the words for it or even demand it from you.." She broke down, "I hate that I felt like a burden to you when I shouldn't.."
I held her close, shushing her, my hand running down her hand over and over again as I kept kissing her crown again and again.
She needed me, yet I didn't even notice, to be even stupid to think that she wasn't interested in those..