“What the hell are you doing here,” I asked, the guy who is standing in front of me and staring at me head to toe like a hungry beast waiting for his meal.
“It’s my house, and I can come and go wherever I want,” he said as he stood next to the sink to wash his hands.
I don’t want my husband to see me like this with my body completely bare, so I turned my back, not giving any attention to him, and immediately covered my body with a towel nearer my range.
“Don’t you have any manners? _____ How can you enter my bathroom without knocking?” I heard him chuckle at my question without giving it any consideration.
And before I could ask any question, with a swift move, he halted in front of me with his hands on each side of my shoulders, caging me and turning my back to him. My body quivers with Jason being so close, and a chill of fear swept over me, and goosebumps sprang all over my bare body. All my senses went numb when Jason’s breath tickled my collar. Jason’s hands wrapped around my waist, holding me while I tried my best not to lose my grip on my towel, clasping it in my hand.
“What are you doing?” I demanded through clenched teeth, trying to control my frustration.
“I don’t think you have the privilege to ask any question from me,” he stated, smirking devilishly.
“Since I don’t have the privilege, why don’t you leave me,” I boasted.
“I don’t want to,”
“Then what do you want?” I blustered.
“You,..” he whispered, leaning his face into my neck, sniffing me like a hungry predator ready for his prey, and kissing my neck, gliding his tongue gradually over my skin.
“What…?” I screeched. But Jason stopped me by sliding his index finger gently and sensually over my head to my nose and then to my lips. I started breathing profoundly; as he glided his thumb on my bottom lip deliberately.
And gradually, Jason drew close, so close that his lips brushed mine, leaving no space in between our bodies. The moment his lips touched mine, I lost all remaining sense I had as his lips touched mine, and his tongue tasted my mouth, begging or struggling for the entrance. And as I opened my mouth, Jason’s tongue joined mine in my mouth, dancing and striving for domination with one another as our kiss continued. His hands moved towards my hips, drawing my body closer to him with his hands hugging me tightly in his arms. For a moment, I felt loved. And I know it’s a lie, Jason despises me will all hearts, and my mind knows that and wants me to stop and give up. But my heart wants to keep going and see the last while it can last and, listening to my heart, I give in and move my hands on his face and, with my palm tracing his cheeks, which are sturdy but soft. I don’t know why but Jason reminds me of someone I had long forgotten from my life, but the way Jason touched me, the way his arms held me, feels familiar, but why?
“And that’s the way a person kisses,” he says, breathing deeply, breaking our kiss.
“What?” I responded, breathing deeply, confused; Why did he break the kiss which is so fascinating only to state something stupid.
Jason grinned, staring at me as his hands remained on my hips, holding me. “You have short-term memory loss or something.”
“What do you mean?” I questioned, with my mind perplexed.
“What I mean, my wife, is that it is the taste of your own sin, which you caused earlier in my parking lot in front of me.”
I’m so angry now that I can kick his ass so hard he can’t sit on his ass for months, “You……., I will kill you.”
Jason smirked at my response and snuck up to my ear and mumbled, “How?…. Naked. ”
Naked! What? And that’s when I realized that I was in my towel when we were kissing, and the kiss was so sensual that I let it go with no knowledge. And as we were kissing, I was naked, and he saw everything I was trying to conceal. How can I be so stupid not knowing if I’m naked or not, and now I’m so embarrassed about myself that I want the ground to swallow me alive?
“Go away,” I shouted, turning back, covering my nudity with my arms as much as I could. “Now.”
“Okay, but don’t forget that I’m your husband, and I have a right to see you and touch you with and without clothes,” Jason said as he placed his suit jacket upon my shoulders, covering my nudity. “And you are mine.”
“In your dreams,” I grumbled while Jason was leaving, but I suppose he heard me because he stopped and marched relentlessly in my direction.
“Don’t worry about that; I don’t think or dream of things that are useless in my life,” Jason said, infusing the hatred in his soul with his remarks. My mouth gaped, speechless, finding no words to say. Whereas Jason chuckled loudly, staring at my face as if I were the most absurd person in this world for him.
“You’re cute when angry______ next time lock the door while you bathe. Otherwise, I’ll think you’re the one inviting me to come in with you.” I ogled at him with my mouth wide open. But hold on, Jason complimented me. What?
And before I could ask anything to him. Jason left me alone with his jacket wrapping around my body and his kiss wrapping in my mind.