Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 71: Chapter 71
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I felt Marcus sit on the chair next to mine. It was dark but his intoxicating scent was all too familiar to go unnoticed. He wrapped his hand around my waist and started gently rubbing my lower abdomen.
I looked up to him in confusion and saw him staring at me with an unreadable emotion.
"Giving heat will reduce the pain"
My eyes widened as realization dawned upon me. I felt my eyes slightly watering, knowing how much he cared about me. I was very thankful that the lights were dimmed or else he would have seen my teary eyes.
His magic seemed to be working and I relaxed under his touch. "Better now?" I gave him a small nod and thanked him which he returned with a smile.
The event came to an end. After thanking all the guest I quickly sprinted down the stairs into the hallway. Marcus was still speaking with the media so I had time to have a shower and change.
I changed into a grey sweat short and a white baggy t-shirt. As I came out Marcus came inside the room with some tablets in his hand. He held it out to me.
"Drink this. It'll ease the pain" I took a glass of water and quickly gulped down the medicine.
I looked at Marcus to see him scratching the nape of his neck. "Sorry I couldn't find any heating pads" he said looking guilty and I smiled at that.
"It's fine. You seem to know lot about these stuff"
"Yeah, my sister used to bother me with these" he shrugged his shoulders and walked towards me. "Lie down. I will have a shower and come"
I laid on the bed and draped the sheets around me tightly to provide heat. I gulped loudly as the pain surfaced again. I rolled on the bed and groaned in pain, sweat trickling down my face as I whimpered.
Marcus came out and looked at me with with concern. For some reason I felt that my pain was hurting him and it was too sweet to be true.
He quickly laid down beside me and brought his hand on to my stomach. I had my back to him and he draped his leg over mine bringing me closer. His warm breath fanned my neck, comforting me with his presence.
He slid his hand under my t-shirt and started rubbing my lower stomach. I relaxed under his touch as the pain slowly subsided.
He continued rubbing his palm on my bare skin in small circles. Suddenly my breath hitched as the tip of his thumb touched my breast. He stopped moving his hand and inhaled sharply.
"You're not wearing a bra?"
I closed my eyes in embarrassment. My cheeks flushed red and I hid my face in the pillow. "It's night why would I wear one?"
"B-because there's a man on your bed" he said after hesitating for a while.
"Yes and that man is my husband. And nevertheless, I won't wear one to bed"
"But I'm still a man"
"If you can't bear it just go to the couch. If you want I can go" I was so mad that I pulled the sheets away and started getting out of the bed.
But he quickly pulled me back and placed his hand under my t-shirt. He started gently rubbing my stomach again, his fingers moving dangerously near my bare breast.
"What are you doing?"
"What?"
"It's inappropriate"
"Why?" He asked in confusion.
"You're a man" I used the same words he used on me.
"I'm your husband"
"But still a man" I bit my lip trying to stop the giggle escaping my lips. But I couldn't stop the victorious smile gleaming on my face. I looked behind to see Marcus looking at me in irritation.
It was so cute that I couldn't stop myself from turning and pecking his lips. He raised his eyebrow in amusement but before I could say anything he got up and locked my legs in his.
He slowly leaned his head and whispered in my ear "You are not getting away after doing that" I laughed at his playfulness and pushed him back.
"I'm on my periods" I bit my lips innocently and kept my hand on my stomach. "It doesn't mean I can't kiss you"
He leaned down again and pressed his lips to mine, kissing them fervently. To annoy him I refused to give in and he growled angrily. He moved his lips harshly against mine but I kept them closed and shook my head to irritate him.
He leaned back and creased his forheard in anger "Rowan" he warned me in a firm tone but I just giggled.
"What?" I said mockingly pretending not to know what he was talking about.
He leaned back down but instead of my lips he pressed soft kisses down my throat to my collarbone, sucking on the tender skin while mumbling a small mine in his deep husky voice. His hand traveled further down on to my thigh causing me to arch my back, trembling under his ferocious touch against my soft skin. My hands traveled to his head to wrap around his soft, luscious curls. He moaned against my skin as I raked my fingers through his hair, pulling at the bottom tendrils teasingly.
I looked up to him in confusion and saw him staring at me with an unreadable emotion.
"Giving heat will reduce the pain"
My eyes widened as realization dawned upon me. I felt my eyes slightly watering, knowing how much he cared about me. I was very thankful that the lights were dimmed or else he would have seen my teary eyes.
His magic seemed to be working and I relaxed under his touch. "Better now?" I gave him a small nod and thanked him which he returned with a smile.
The event came to an end. After thanking all the guest I quickly sprinted down the stairs into the hallway. Marcus was still speaking with the media so I had time to have a shower and change.
I changed into a grey sweat short and a white baggy t-shirt. As I came out Marcus came inside the room with some tablets in his hand. He held it out to me.
"Drink this. It'll ease the pain" I took a glass of water and quickly gulped down the medicine.
I looked at Marcus to see him scratching the nape of his neck. "Sorry I couldn't find any heating pads" he said looking guilty and I smiled at that.
"It's fine. You seem to know lot about these stuff"
"Yeah, my sister used to bother me with these" he shrugged his shoulders and walked towards me. "Lie down. I will have a shower and come"
I laid on the bed and draped the sheets around me tightly to provide heat. I gulped loudly as the pain surfaced again. I rolled on the bed and groaned in pain, sweat trickling down my face as I whimpered.
Marcus came out and looked at me with with concern. For some reason I felt that my pain was hurting him and it was too sweet to be true.
He quickly laid down beside me and brought his hand on to my stomach. I had my back to him and he draped his leg over mine bringing me closer. His warm breath fanned my neck, comforting me with his presence.
He slid his hand under my t-shirt and started rubbing my lower stomach. I relaxed under his touch as the pain slowly subsided.
He continued rubbing his palm on my bare skin in small circles. Suddenly my breath hitched as the tip of his thumb touched my breast. He stopped moving his hand and inhaled sharply.
"You're not wearing a bra?"
I closed my eyes in embarrassment. My cheeks flushed red and I hid my face in the pillow. "It's night why would I wear one?"
"B-because there's a man on your bed" he said after hesitating for a while.
"Yes and that man is my husband. And nevertheless, I won't wear one to bed"
"But I'm still a man"
"If you can't bear it just go to the couch. If you want I can go" I was so mad that I pulled the sheets away and started getting out of the bed.
But he quickly pulled me back and placed his hand under my t-shirt. He started gently rubbing my stomach again, his fingers moving dangerously near my bare breast.
"What are you doing?"
"What?"
"It's inappropriate"
"Why?" He asked in confusion.
"You're a man" I used the same words he used on me.
"I'm your husband"
"But still a man" I bit my lip trying to stop the giggle escaping my lips. But I couldn't stop the victorious smile gleaming on my face. I looked behind to see Marcus looking at me in irritation.
It was so cute that I couldn't stop myself from turning and pecking his lips. He raised his eyebrow in amusement but before I could say anything he got up and locked my legs in his.
He slowly leaned his head and whispered in my ear "You are not getting away after doing that" I laughed at his playfulness and pushed him back.
"I'm on my periods" I bit my lips innocently and kept my hand on my stomach. "It doesn't mean I can't kiss you"
He leaned down again and pressed his lips to mine, kissing them fervently. To annoy him I refused to give in and he growled angrily. He moved his lips harshly against mine but I kept them closed and shook my head to irritate him.
He leaned back and creased his forheard in anger "Rowan" he warned me in a firm tone but I just giggled.
"What?" I said mockingly pretending not to know what he was talking about.
He leaned back down but instead of my lips he pressed soft kisses down my throat to my collarbone, sucking on the tender skin while mumbling a small mine in his deep husky voice. His hand traveled further down on to my thigh causing me to arch my back, trembling under his ferocious touch against my soft skin. My hands traveled to his head to wrap around his soft, luscious curls. He moaned against my skin as I raked my fingers through his hair, pulling at the bottom tendrils teasingly.
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