My Body-His Marcello (17 page)

“
I
missed you,” he whispered, nuzzling against my neck and taking in
my smell.

“
I
missed you, too,” I said, resting my head on his chest.

We stood there
for a while, just holding each other. Nervousness crept back in
slowly once I let my mind wander back to everything that had
happened at Marcello’s.

Finally Luke
said, “So, how was it?”

How was I
supposed to respond? What did he expect me to say?
Oh, I had a
grand ol’ time
? My anger returned, and I pulled back from his
embrace.

“
How
do you think it was?” I said. I went over to the couch by the
window and carefully lowered myself down.

“
Did
he hurt you that badly? Let me see,” he said, coming toward
me.

“
Does
it really matter? It’s done. I think we have more important things
to talk about.”

“
I
want to hear about your time away,” he said.

“
And I
want answers to my questions.”

“
What
questions?” he said. He sat down next to me and bent his knee on
the couch to face me.

“
Like,
how about what you did with your time while I was away ... And how
about a marriage you failed to mention?”

“
Sounds like you spent a good amount of time with Marcello to
get all that information.”

“
Seems
like that’s totally beside the point.”

“
What
is the point?”

“
The
point is simply that your standards for honesty for yourself are
different than the ones you require of me. That’s the first point.
Why didn’t you tell me you’d been married before?”

“
Because, love, it was annulled the next day. I wasn’t in love.
I personally don’t consider that I was ever married before I met
you. You are my one and only wife.”

“
And
the garter? Was that from the wedding?”

Luke laughed.
“Did you go through every file?”

“
Yes.”

“
No,
the garter wasn’t from any wedding. It was a prop used in a series
of pictures long ago.”

“
That’s it?”

“
That’s it. My turn now.”

“
I’m
not finished—”

“
You
will get your chance. Tell me about your time away.”

“
Pick
a day.”

“
Let’s
start with the first.”

“
Fine.
I spent the entire day with Janice. We were finally fed at
dinnertime.”

“
That’s all you’re going to say?”

“
What
do you want to know?”

“
All
of it,” he said. He touched my shoulder and ran his hand down my
arm until he grabbed my hand. “I really, really missed
you.”

“
I
hope you did, but Marcello said you were busy.”

“
We
will get to that in a few minutes. Continue.”

I told him all
that had happened with Janice, including her feelings for
me.

“
Interesting.”

“
Interesting? That’s all you have to say?” I don’t know what I
wanted him to say. Maybe I wanted him to be jealous or show some
hint of emotion, but the news seemed to have no impact
whatsoever.

“
Let’s
just say I’m more interested in what happened with
Marcello.”

“
Oh,”
I said. That made me feel a little better but at the same time I
was concerned that I might have to contend with real jealousy. “My
turn.”

“
Yes,
I spent time with another woman.”

“
Oh my
god!” My heart crushed inside me. “Just leave me alone, okay? That
was not even part of our agreement. You told me if I left my job
you would have no need or interest in other women.”
Could this
really be happening to me
? “I thought Marcello was mistaken but
clearly he knows you better than I ever will.”

I found it hard
to lift myself off the couch without wincing but I manage to stand
up.

“
Wait!” he said, grabbing my arm.

“
This
isn’t going to work. I don’t want this. I don’t want any of it
anymore. You married the wrong girl. I’m sure Janice will still
take you back. She’s the right one for you.”

“
Why
should I be home alone while you are out with another
man?”

“
You
sent me away, Luke. I went there for you.” I felt completely
destroyed, wanting nothing more than to crawl into bed and never
get out. “I did it for you.”

“
Did
you enjoy yourself?”

“
What
does that matter?” I struggled to get away from him.

“
It
matters,” he said, tugging me closer.

“
Not
to me, it doesn’t.”

“
Did
Marcello take you to his restaurant for lunch?”

“
We
aren’t talking about me,” I said, wrenching my arm out of his
grasp.

“
Did
you eat in the back or in the restaurant?”

“
Why
the hell does it matter? In the restaurant, why?”

“
I
thought so.”

“
None
of it matters now.” I went to sit down on the coffee table but then
thought better of it.

“
He
hurt you,” Luke said, touching the side of my leg.

“
That
was the point, wasn’t it? We both knew it would happen with
him.”

“
He’s
in love with you,” he said and then looked away. “I wasn’t sure
when he and I talked but now I am.”

“
You
are all crazy. Here I’ve been thinking it’s me but clearly it’s all
of you. Just leave me alone. I want all of you to leave me alone. I
can’t take this anymore. You crucify me for being a liar and look
at you? You’re the biggest liar of them all. You want to give me a
hard time for what I did or didn’t do at the place you sent me to
so you can justify having sex with someone else. Fuck whomever you
want Luke and leave me the hell alone.” Acute despair gripped me,
and I felt that the end had come.

“
I
didn’t know you would come back.”

“
What
does that have to do with anything?” I said, completely astonished.
I felt the breath had been knocked out of me.

“
She
came back from Japan with me.”

“
Oh, I
see. Is that supposed to make it better?” My pulse raced. I started
to pace back and forth, trying to get control of my
breathing.

“
I
ended it—”

“
After
you had sex with her how many times?” That particular betrayal hurt
worse than the first whipping at the hands of Janice or the caning
by Marcello.

“
Can
we please start over?” he said. He stood up from the couch and
lowered himself on his knee in front of me.

“
I
don’t see how we get past this.” Wrapping my arms around myself, I
stopped in front of him and looked down.

“
All
I’m asking for is a chance.”

I stood there,
splitting in two. I wanted to be in love, I wanted to be happy, but
I didn’t know how we could ever find true common ground for that to
happen. Could I get past him taking another woman? As much as I
despised all of them in that moment I had to wonder if I’d ever
truly know Luke. After one day with Marcello I left with a real
sense of who he was and what he stood for. With Luke I was still at
a loss.

“
Please, Jane. We’re meant to be. You know that. We’re still
very new and need to figure out our life together. I’m asking for
both of us to start fresh today. Let’s leave the yesterdays behind
and get back to the love and connection we share.”

“
Meant to be
? Those are just words and I don’t know if
they are true of us anymore. I’m still left wondering if I will
ever know you, if you will ever really let me in. I’m tired of
feeling shut out.” I lowered my head in exhaustion. I felt
defeated.

“
Where
is all this coming from, Jane?” Luke stood and reached out to pull
me to him.

“
No,
Luke, a hug is not going to cut it this time. I can’t believe you
decided to find someone new as soon as you arrived in Japan. I
don’t know how to get past that, honestly, or any of
it.”

“
I’m
asking for the chance, Jane,” he implored me, “and you know we had
a good thing until just recently. Please, Janey.” He captured my
hand in his, pleading with his eyes. “Let me make it up to you.” He
wrapped his arms around my lower back, causing me to cry
out.

Not waiting for
my response, he slowly took off my shirt, folding it neatly. He
unhooked my bra and kissed the place between my arm and my body. “I
missed your smell. I feel like it’s been so long since I’ve tasted,
touched, made love to you.”

He removed my
shorts and folded them, placing them on top of my shirt. Finally he
slipped off my white panties and viewed Marcello’s
handiwork.

“
What
the fuck? I never thought he would use the cane on you. I thought
he knew better than that.”

“
He
was angry.”

“
Why?”

“
I
said your name at an inappropriate time.”

A huge smile
spread across Luke’s face and he pushed out his chest. He chuckled
and said, “I can’t begin to tell you how happy that makes
me.”

“
I
didn’t realize I had done it but it was clear I had really angered
him.”

“
I
promise you that I’ll never again send you to
Marcello’s.”

“
And
other women?”

“
That,
too.”

I knew he meant
it. His male pride would never allow him to send me back. I was
immensely relieved. I hoped he also intended to keep his word about
the other women.

Over the next few
months our days quickly fell into a pattern that seemed to heal my
heart and body and soothe my soul.

“
Oh, I
don’t want to get out of bed today,” I said as I lay in Luke’s arms
with my head on his chest.

“
Not
yet, anyway,” he said, stroking my hair and gliding his hand down
my back to tickle my ass. He abruptly lifted my left leg over him,
bending my knee toward his chest. “You are always so ready for me,
Janey,” he said as he trailed his fingers through my
wetness.

I giggled as he
continued thrumming his fingers back and forth over my clit. I lay
on my side next to him, my lower leg running along his body and my
upper leg spread over him at an extreme angle, leaving me totally
exposed.

Grasping a
fistful of my wavy brown hair, he brought my mouth to his. He took
my mouth and made it his own, angling my head to further penetrate
me with his tongue. He sucked my tongue into his mouth as if to
fellate it. All the while, he ever so slowly circled his fingers
around my arousal, dipping into my wetness and moving back to my
sensitive clit. He nipped at my lower lip hungrily, escalating the
fervor of my passion. Everything became a blur as I lost myself in
his touch.

“
Are
you ready for this?” he growled, pushing me so that I lay on my
back. He rolled onto his side and pulled my right leg over his
waist and my left leg over his thigh. He pulled me in closer and
slid home in one vivid plunge, leaving my pussy tight against his
cock.

“
Oh my
god, Luke ... that is so good ... harder ... oh fuck,” I cried,
feeling every push and pull of his rigid phallus. I gripped his
thigh with my left hand and the sheet with my right, finding the
leverage to meet his pounding thrusts. I wanted to grind myself
against him.

He aggressively
spread my thighs and said, “Baby, play with your clit for me.” I
happily complied. Never having experienced this position before, I
reveled over his mastery of me. I watched him rock his hips from
his side position, gripping my thigh with his right arm and
clutching my hair in his left hand. With my legs spread over his
side, I had easy access to my clit.

I released the
crumpled sheet in my right hand and frantically reached down
between my legs, touching his thrusting cock coated with my fluids,
bringing the moisture up to my clit. Still gripping his thigh with
my left hand so as not to be pushed back from the force of this
propulsion, I circled my arousal in time with Luke’s luscious
assault. “Oh my god ... this feels so good ... keep going ... yes,
yes, oh fuuuuck,” unwittingly tumbled out of my mouth each time he
slapped against me. The rollercoaster of sensation kept climbing
higher and higher and I knew what was next.

“
Now,
Jane. Cum with me!” Luke intensified his pace, reaching out to grab
my shoulder and forcing me against his thrusts as I exploded along
with him, riding the intoxication of our lovemaking to the
bittersweet end.

When I shattered
in ecstasy my body rhythmically doled out such delicious feelings
of love for Luke that I wanted to cry. I couldn’t believe I would
ever love anyone else this way. I felt connected, known, loved,
accepted ... and so desired. I hadn’t realized how much that would
come to matter to me. His insatiable longing for me made me feel
invincible.