Bab 35: Chapter 35: Only A Speck

George

I can't help the hunger that grows from deep within me. It's strange, to say the least, that I even stop to process these feelings. In the past, there'd be no stop. There'd be no thinking. My dick would need taking care of, and then I'd get exactly what I needed from my wife.

But that's what caused the problems in the first place. Not just my dick, but the entire idea that Ella is ever more than the woman I married. I look at this absolutely stunning beauty, knowing I'd never even considered my actions before. But now, as I lean closer into Ella's space, I can't stop myself from the hunger welling up inside.

I feel her soft skin with my hand, caressing her cheek as I watch her slowly blink at me. She is still drunk, which I'm still not used to seeing, and I question how this marriage has ended up in this mess.