"Am I that bad?"
"No! Tyler it's not you. It's me.. I.. don't like the fact.. How I came into your life as a burden.. I am just forced-"
"Enough. Don't you dare to speak further rubbish about yourself.” I was furious to hear the perspective she held about herself.
“You are my wife, You have all the rights over me. Make sure nothing like this ever crosses your mind." I said in a voice louder than a whisper and filled with fury because her words never fail to break the last peak of tranquility.
‘It kills me when she; the person I made so much effort to have said this.’
“I am all yours, what are you so insecure about?”
Oblivious of the fact how much I love her and what she means to me, she kept talking about things like this.
I looked at her infuriated, daring her to speak any more of this shit.
"It's the problem of rights." She whispered.
“What?” Tears brimmed in her eyes and lowered her head while holding the hem of her dress, barely controlling her fears and dismay which was visible over her face.
"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"You have rights over me and I.. I am afraid of the day you will fulfill them without my permission… Tyler... I am terrified of ..you.." She said, not looking up at me as a tear fell on her cheek.
“What..?” Upon hearing it all my anger faded away as heartbreak controlled me.
“I don’t know how and why but it happened. You.. intimidates me, your status, your presence, everything…” I slowly removed my hands from her sides, my heart tightened and it crushed my heart and those intense affection emotions of mine I felt about her.
“I am so sorry.” I moved back a little, disappointed and overwhelmed with sorrow. I looked down, not looking at her and whispered in a broken voice,
"Why Candice..? I never touch you with your consent. I always respected you and still you are saying that… Do you think I am this low?" I know in this situation a few words of persuasion are enough to get a brief chance and make place in her heart and I won't let it slip out of my grasp.
"No, Tyler! It's not like this. I.. Am afraid of.. your anger. I heard you lose yourself in anger." She said nervously, trying to fix the scar she gave me.
"Have I ever shown it to you?" I asked in a croaked voice.
"No.. It's just the uneasiness.. I am sorry, Tyler.. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." She tried to cheer me up.
“You have no idea about your worth in my eyes.” I slowly lifted my gaze and met hers.
She was looking at me with tears in her eyes as a smile was shining on her lips, not wanting to hurt me.
I leaned in a little and began to say, "Don't talk like that, Candice. Because… " I moved and tugged her hair behind her ear and brushed my lips over her ears, feeling her shudders.
"If I am a beast… " I then moved to her neck and continued.
"Then the only one who can tame me… " I whispered and pulled back a little.
I moved and stared at her eyes with a great intensity, she was taking shallow breaths, controlling the chaos of her mind. "Is you… "
I said breathlessly and moved my hand from her neck and moved due slowly down to her hand and put it over her waist.
“You are the only trigger I have at the moment.” I pulled her close to me, she gasped and held my shirt, her eyes not leaving mine.
“Why?” She asked in a soft murmur. Not caring for anything around us as if nothing else is for her and me.
“Because you are here, with me, at this moment.” The sound of her heartbeat moved in sync with mine like a beautiful harmony, mixing up with the sound of our breath and c9nnect feelings she was trying to deny and I am invoking more of It inside her.
“My wife.” My other hand moved to her face. I caressed the side of her face slowly, gently and moved it down painfully slowly, watching her abashed reactions with great euphoria.
“That is my privilege.” She replied. My hands moved to her lips, I brushed my thumb against her lips.
“Then what are you so afraid of when I have offered everything to you?” I asked huskily.
She was panting heavily, not being able to push me away or proceed further, just looking at me and letting me do what I want because I know that's what she wants.
"Stop being scared. I won't hurt you… I will not do anything… not unless you say so." I said huskily. Leaning in dangerously close to her face.
“But.. But…” She finally broke the stare and lowered her face letting out soft sobs. She clutched my shirt between her delicate fingers tightly, letting out soft cries of sorrow.
“I can’t do this.” She cried.
"What happened? Don't you like my touch?" I asked softly, wiping her tears, rolling down.
"That's the problem!" She cried. She looked at me with her watery gaze and continued.
"The problem is your touch drives me insane and I love it. But it scares me what you will think of me. It's just a month of our marriage and I am attracted to you but you have intoxicated my mind.” She confessed and I was taken aback at her outburst.
“But how could this happen? I was just engaged to someone else and now fallen for her husband but that’s what you have done to me. I have begun to yearn for you. But what do you think? Just how much of a slut I must be, fallen so easily for you but I swear Tyler I didn't-"
Before she could say anything else, I crushed my lips upon hers.
I did what I consider the best.
She needed it; badly. I took her first kiss, taking her into a deep passionate divine kiss filled with in-depth emotions of endearment and adoration I have for her and the devotion she held inside her for me.
‘The kiss was a reminder of love we are going to share like an eternal tomb of fondness.’
“Tyler…” I was enthralled by her moan and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me as she wrapped her arms around my neck and welcomed my warmth wholeheartedly .
“Candice...” There was an interlude of finding a shore in the ocean of devastation.
Unwillingly, I parted my lips from hers, we both were panting, my heart skipped so many beats, endless convulsions traveled in both of us, embedding solace and a sacred emotion in our soul.
"If something like this ever came upon your lips, I will do the worst to you, Candice. No one is allowed to degrade my wife, not even you. Keep it in your mind as a warning." I said, losing my breath, gripping her in my arms tightly.
“You are the most beautiful incident of my life and I cannot bear any negative comment about you. By anyone. You hear me? By ‘anyone’.” She moved her hands down and held my collar, giving me a straightforward nod.
"Did it scare you?" I asked after a brief silence.
"No, But it made me feel safe.. " She said, with her lips curving upwards with her face turned crimson.
"I bet no one has kissed you like I did." I said triumphantly, smirking at her.
"No one has kissed me before.. " ‘Oh yeah, I forgot.’
"Really?" I asked, being fake surprised.
She nodded blushing madly, not meeting my gaze with an uncontrollable smile over her lips. I let out a short suppressed laugh and kissed her cheek.
"I think I shall take my leave now." I said, pulling away from her and heard her saying the sweet words which always melt me more and blend in the seas of her.
"Take Care.. "