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.

shaking the trees, their shadows

enough, so he smoked

minutes before midnight, he turned to

every movement a struggle, her body begging for more

to

He shook her gently.

she buried her

peeled it away, only to

a bit of strength, but the slap wasn't hard enough to leave

darkened as

want to

from the bed, threw a heavy coat over her, and carried her to the second-floor

familiar scent, but it brought no warmth,

exactly midnight, the fireworks exploded,

year, but you need to find the

had the best view, and President Miller had bought

had watched the fireworks annually, but over the years, they'd

realized what she had

watched now were

closed her eyes, too

about ten minutes, and afterward, he

unwilling to give him

said something as the fireworks burst? Was

hadn't paid attention and didn't care

she closed her eyes

over and began anew

eyes snapped open, her expression

are you in heat