Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol bit into him hard, and both of their mouths were filled with the taste of blood.

But he didn't stop.

How could two people be so physically close, yet their souls drifting further apart?

Carol was forced to tilt her head back slightly, gasping for air under his kisses.

After what felt like an eternity, Felix released her chin, his hands gripping her waist.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The pain turned her face pale; she wasn't moved by this, not at all.

But he didn't seem to care about that, his grip on her waist unyielding, as if he wanted to shatter her into pieces.

When it was over, Carol's forehead was slick with sweat.

She lay on the bed, utterly drained, not even considering the possibility of getting up.

A rustle beside her, and then Felix was wiping her brow with a tissue.

"Get out."

Her voice was hoarse when she said the words; exhaustion made it difficult to even glare at him. She surrendered to sleep.

Felix covered her with a blanket, tucked it in, and then he went outside to smoke, staring up at the sky.

wind shaking

wasn't enough, so he smoked a second, quietly watching the

he turned to wake

slept three hours, every movement a

to watch the

He shook her gently.

buried her head under

away, only to be met

an hour, and had regained a bit of strength, but the slap wasn't hard enough to leave a mark on

face darkened as he pulled her

want to watch them! Let

from the bed, threw a heavy coat over

she inhaled his familiar scent, but it

exploded,

every year, but you need

Miller had

but over

realized what she

watched now were the

eyes, too

ten minutes, and afterward, he carried her back to

shut, unwilling to give

something as the fireworks burst? Was it "Happy Christmas" or something

hadn't paid attention and didn't

she closed her eyes

flipped her over and began anew from

open,

in heat