He laughed sarcastically, “Even if I wanted to, which I don’t, that’s kind of hard to do when every Tuesday and Thursday she has another man between her legs.”
Tasha’s mouth literally fell open, “You can’t possibly know that for sure? How...how do you know that?” Even as she uttered the words, knowing Sabrina, it could very well be true.
“I’ve known for a while now. Just like I know she sent us on this weekend so she could be with him.” He wouldn’t tell her that he only came because he just wanted to be around her.
“I…I…I really don’t know what to say?”
“You don’t need to say anything. Not about that anyway.”
Tasha nervously ran her fingers through her hair, “Tim, you guys can fix this. IF, and this is a pretty big if, Sabrina has been unfaithful to you...maybe you can still work it out. Many people have survived infidelity.”
“How? I can barely bring myself to look at her.”
Tasha was taken aback. “What?”
“I haven’t touched my wife since she had the abortion that she doesn’t know I know about.”
It was tough hearing her worst suspicions voiced out loud, “Sabrina wouldn’t do that to you? She knows how much you want children.”
He moved her hands out of the way so that he could run his fingers through her hair. “After you made the decision for us to just be friends, I tried. I really tried to make it work with Sabrina. The bottom line is…I…don’t…love…her.”
Between the wine, his closeness, and the way he was making her feel, Tasha was in trouble. She put her hands up to try to create some space between them that at some point seemed to have disappeared.
“Tim, I shouldn’t know about any of this. Sabrina is my friend.”
He leaned close and whispered into her ear. “I know that. That’s why I don’t hold it against you that you’ve known more about what’s been going on in our marriage than I have. I just hope that after the divorce and some time, you’ll give us a chance.”
Tasha closed her eyes again and basked in the feel of him. “I can’t get into the middle of you and Sabrina.”
It was obvious by the way her body responded to his, that he could take her if he truly wanted. And…he wanted but he wouldn’t. Instead he pulled back and drained his glass of wine. When Tasha opened her eyes they were completely dilated and filled with passion.
He was silent for a moment before reaching up and grabbing a pillow from the sofa. He gave her one and put one under his head as he lay back on the floor. “It’s warmer out here than in the bedrooms and since I know you’re terrified of storms, we should sleep out here. I’ll do my best to keep the boogieman away.”
“That’s probably not a good idea.”
With a devilish smile, Tim spoke, “I promise. I’ll stay over here.”
Tasha didn’t believe that for a second.
Chapter 28
Tasha tossed and turned throughout the night. It was still dark but sleep was elusive and the fire was now just burning embers.
However, sometime during the night, she must have dozed off because the next time she woke up she was covered with a light blanket and her head was laying in the crook of one of Tim’s arms. His other arm was possessively encircling her waist while the front of his body was plastered to the back of hers. And, somehow their legs had become intertwined.
Tasha wondered why of all the men in the world, Tim had to be the one who made her body come alive. He didn’t even have to touch her to do it. But, when he did she felt as if she were on fire, sort of, like now.
She knew it was wrong for not moving away, but he felt so good…so safe. Tasha slowly stroked his leg with hers gently moving it up and down his. Each time she moved, it brought her closer and closer in contact with his manhood. It didn’t take long before she felt him start to swell and harden.
Initially, the rise and fall of his chest seemed to indicate he was in a deep sleep. But, the rhythm of his breathing changed. He was awake. Tim tightened his hold on her and pressed his length into her body.
Tasha moaned which seemed to spur him on. The next thing Tasha felt was the heat from his breath on her neck. When his lips touched that tender skin behind her ear, she thought her heart was going to explode out of her chest. Her eyes fluttered closed.
“Mmm…”
She reached out behind her, tangling her fingers in his hair while holding his head in place as he tasted her skin. Tasha was on fire and he’d barely touched her.
Her body had a mind of its own. She rotated her hips backwards as Tim pressed into her. The throbbing between her thighs went into a full on ache. It was as if her body knew that Tim belonged deep inside. Her sex was clenching for something that wasn’t there. It understood what she needed better than she did.
Tim could feel the heat of her core through those flimsy sweat pants. His voice was raspy and full of need, “Tasha, you don’t know how badly I want you. I’m going crazy. I’m only human. I can’t be this close and not make love to you.”
Her mind screamed no but her body gave its full approval. She threw her head back to give him better access to that sensitive part
