Accidentally Love Her: An Accidental Marriage Romance

by Lauren Wood

  “I'm not your wife Craig.”

  “You are, whether you like it or not. At least until you get your paperwork saying that were not., I don't want to see you here at the beach without me. It isn't just about my jealousy, even though I really hate to see that shit, it’s for your safety as well.”

  “I don't even want to argue with you right now. You are just using this as an excuse to keep me close. All of this is because of you. I just wanted to go to the beach and they were nice. We talked, that was it. You didn't have to go over here and start swinging your cock around.”

  Why did I like the fact that she was thinking about my cock? It almost took over everything else that she said. The mere mention of it had my member waking up and I caught her looking down when he moved a little bit in my shorts.

  Jeanine dragged her eyes away and I saw her swallow hard. I don't know why that did something to me.

  “Why don't we get out of here? I think I have had enough sun for the day.”

  I agreed with her, and I was ready to get her home anyways. She was in that bikini and when she didn't put anything on to walk the couple blocks back to the house, I did my best not to watch the jiggling tits beside me. It was all I wanted to do at the moment, thinking about popping one of them into my mouth.

  “You know, you're just as bad as Tom and Larry. They couldn’t stop looking at him either.”

  25

  Jeanine

  And just like that, he had me turned on. Craig had come in, guns blazing and starting drama, but at the end of the day, he was hard and that was all I could look at. The whole way home, he was checking me out on top and I was checking him out on the bottom in his shorts. It was not hard to see that he was about as turned on as I was. That was something that I always liked about Craig.

  He didn't say much, and I didn't bring anything else up because I didn't know what to say either. It was hard to pretend like nothing was going on. Again, I heard my lawyers’ words, telling me that I couldn't sleep with him. It was as if he knew that it would affect me like this, and I wouldn't be able to help myself.

  We got back to his house and he asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner with him. I told him that I really didn't have one, because I knew that I had a lot on my mind. It was bad enough that I was here with Craig against my will, but it was even worse because I was so turned on. I didn't want to go in public, afraid that people would know how I was feeling.

  “You can go out if you want. I will just make some eggs or something in the kitchen. I don't want to keep you from anything, even though...”

  I didn't want to even go with that line of thinking because it wasn't going to do me any good. I was just going to work myself up for nothing. I was here, and the best thing that I could do, was make the best out of the situation..

  “No, I would like to stay here with you. I don't think it be a good idea for me to go out right now anyways. It would be rather awkward.”

  The first thing I thought about was the hard dick in his pants, but I wished that I didn’t know what he was talking about. I was just sure of it. The last thing I wanted to do was think about his hard length, but of course my brain surged towards the area right below his belt. It was hard to think about anything else at the moment. I hated to imagine it, but the way things were going, it was getting hot in here and I was getting weak.

  “Do you want to make an omelet or something?”

  “I have a maid that does that. Lisbeth can cook anything that you want.”

  I didn't want to get her in the mix because it was very clear to me that there were still some bad feelings between us. Not to mention, I didn't want her ruining the mood that was between us right now. Just the mention of her, started to make me want to pull back.

  “No, just me and you.”

  “Why would I want to cook, when I have somebody that can do it for me?”

  He did of course have a point, but at the same time there was something to be said about doing things ourselves. When I tried to explain that line of thought, he made it clear that he didn't understand what I was talking about. The last thing he wanted to do was make something.

  “Just try it with me Craig. It's not going to hurt you.”

  Craig was so stuck inside of his box, that the idea of cooking instead of his maid was throwing him into internal conflict. To me, it was a hoot. I couldn't understand how everything could be so different between us now. He was still fun and the guy that I wanted to spend my time with.

  After making it a little bit of a challenge, he was ready to go and even put an apron on for good measure. That had me laughing and he started laughing as well. The next thing I know, I was in his arms and we were touching each other in ways that we hadn’t since I had been here the first time. It was a moment of freedom, where we didn't have to remember everything that happened before. I wish I could have stayed in that moment forever, but it was just as fleeting as everything else.

  It took my mind away from everything for a time. We laughed and joked around, managing to cook something together. It was clear to me that Craig was never in the kitchen, but he learned quickly. It felt strange to be so intently observed, but I enjoyed the attention. He always made me feel like I was the only woman in the world.

  “I didn't know you could cook.”

  “I have told you before that I could. I think you said something about having a maid and not being worried about it.”

  “Yeah, that sounds like something that I would say.”

  “But that was a long time ago. A lot of things have changed since then.”

  “But some things haven't changed Jeanine, no matter how much you want them to. You can fight the feeling between us all you want, but we both know that it's there. We both know that we were brought together for a reason.”

  Somehow, he had backed me into a corner in the kitchen and now he had a hand on either side of me. I couldn’t move freely without touching him, and I had to crane my neck upwards to look at him.

  “You just don't seem to understand. I am still in love with you today. I've never been in love with somebody like this in my life. We should be together Jeanine and we both know it.”

  He had no other reason but that, but if I was truthful to myself, I couldn’t think of a better reason. The way that he was looking at me, the space that was a between us, it was all just too much. He knew exactly what he was doing and when he leaned in for a kiss, I didn't even try to stop that. I knew then that I didn’t want to stop this.

  26

  Craig

  It was the moment that I was waiting for. I knew that it was all that I needed. All I needed was to touch her, get my hands on her and then she would see that everything that she was fighting against was futile. What was going on between us couldn’t be stopped, no matter how much she wanted it to. We were meant to be together, I knew that. Now that we were kissing, Jeanine knew that too.

  I heard the first whimper of submission and it was enough to drive me crazy. She sounded so innocent, even though she had been playing mind games with me the whole time. Ever since I had picked her up from the airport, I had been wrapped around her finger. Even knowing this, there was really nothing that I could do about it.

  Jeanine was kissing me back and nothing else mattered. I nibbled on her lips, taking her head in my hands and bending her a bit until we were closer. I pulled her up into my arms and then set her down on the marble counter behind her. Now she was at the perfect height for me to do more naughty things to her while I was given a chance to.

  She made a gasping sound because I’d pulled her skirt up and the cold stone was chilling her lady parts. Another kiss and I was pulling her panties down very quickly. I knew then that I had her. She was steamy hot, no matter the cold of the stone and she was trying her best to get off of it.

  I knew exactly where I wanted her, and I jerked my zipper down and then undid my button to release what needed her the most. It was all I could do to keep it together.

  “You don’t
know how much I’ve been waiting for this wife.”

  She stopped, and her eyes cleared up. I had said something wrong and I immediately regretted it. I was already touching her, so I called her name out and slid a finger inside of her. I didn’t want to argue. I wanted to hear her come and feel the insides close in around my digit, preparing her for what was going to come next.

  The move did the trick and she was coming when the front door burst open. I almost didn’t want to stop. Jeanine didn’t even realize it at the moment and I knew I could get her to come again, if I only had another few seconds.

  My name was called out again and I was unable to breathe again. She was so damn hot and wet. I wanted to slide inside of her, but someone was calling my name. I was ready to murder whoever it was that was here. I didn’t recognize the voice.

  Jeanine pushed against me and struggled to get off of the counter and slide her panties on. Someone walked through the door about that time and their jaw dropped.

  “Doc, I knew you had a far better life than me. The foreign wife I take it?”

  “Maliki, what are you doing here?”

  “We need your services.”

  “Here?”

  “Closest place and I saw that you were home. Might want to pull your pants up. You are going to give Eddie a heart attack with that thing out.”

  I had forgotten that I was out. I was going to slide Jeanine on it moments before, but now I was going to have to wait. It was the last thing that I wanted to do. I was here for a reason, but damn it, I had to help first.

  Growling at Maliki, I pulled my pants up.

  “This better be a damn emergency.”

  “If it wasn’t, I promise that I wouldn’t have broken up what the two of you had going on.”

  Jeanine was turning red again and I knew that she was embarrassed. There were several men crowding in the house and they were all looking at her. For a minute, I thought that she was going to freeze there forever, but she finally got herself together and asked me what she could do to help.

  This night, it was a turning point. It was the first time that I'd brought somebody else into my life, this part of it. And it felt good to do so. I was glad that it was Jeanine.

  It was a gunshot wound, something that I saw a lot of, but it wasn't near as bad as some of them could be. I had it taken care of before too long and the woman beside me made it all a little smoother. She was really calm under pressure, something that I wouldn't have guessed about her.

  “Maybe you have missed your calling Jeanine. You aren't supposed to sell pills, but give them out. Have you ever thought about helping people in that way?”

  She waved me off and told me that she had never really thought about it.

  “You just told me what to do. There wasn't that much to it.”

  “You would be surprised how few people can deal with the pressure of trying to save a life. You did a really good job, and I just wanted to thank you for your help. I usually have to do it alone because most of the time, the people that are here to help me, can't even follow simple directions. They are just so freaked out. “

  My words were embarrassing her again and she was finding it hard to meet my gaze. I didn't know what to say to her, but I wanted to show her how thankful I was for help. I could have done it without her, but everything seemed to be better when Jeanine was involved.

  I leaned in to kiss her head and she let me for a moment, until I felt her melting against me. She seemed to pull herself up and realized what she was doing.

  “We can't do this Craig. You know that there are rules now. One of the rules that my lawyer told me, was that we’re not supposed to get intimate with each other.”

  I could have easily reminded her that we had already been there. We hadn’t gone all the way, but she had certainly came all over my hand and called out my name. While that may not be the very definition of sex, it certainly was the definition of intimacy. How could she act like that didn't happen?

  “So, you're telling me that you really don't want to take this any further?”

  She said that she didn't, but we both knew that she was lying. I could feel the sexual energy coming off of her in torrents.

  “I am not saying that I don't want to Craig. I'm saying that we can't. There is a big difference there, and I think you know it. I think it would be best if we just kept our distance a little bit. Don't you think?”

  She was talking about the divorce and the fact that we weren’t supposed to be together. It was because of the pregnancy test that she was supposed to take after the allotted amount of time had passed since our last intercourse. I knew the reasoning, but it didn't mean I had to like it. Because I certainly didn't.

  “Well Craig, I think I'm going to go to bed. I'll see you in the morning, right?”

  “Yes, see you in the morning.”

  Damn this woman.

  27

  Jeanine

  Craig didn’t seem to be so happy about me leaving the room, but neither was I. There were a lot of things that I wanted to say to him, but I just didn't know how. After the day that we had together, what almost happened and then what didn’t happen, I was more confused than ever before.

  I thought that he had kept all these things from me, lied to me, so I wouldn’t know who he was. The thing was though, I always knew who he was. I always knew that he was going to do the best for everyone involved. Maybe Candy was right, he was just being romantic. I didn't exactly see it that way, but I knew that from how he looked at things, he could have very well thought that he was just trying to be romantic.

  It was crazy that I was even thinking about it. After everything that had happened, I really didn't know what I was thinking about. The last thing I wanted to do was make my life more complicated, and he was nothing but complications. He had always been that way, ever since that fated call so long ago.

  For some time, I tried to tell myself that I could just ignore the feelings. Just ignore the fact that I wanted to go to Craig. If I did, all this was for nothing and then he would win. He would think that this was the way to take care of me, to just tell me what to do. I just couldn't let it happen. Pride was standing in the way again, like it had many times with us.

  When I finally did doze off, it was early in the morning, and I didn't sleep for very long. When I opened my eyes again, everybody in the house was sleeping, like I should have been doing.

  I wanted to go to Craig, but I just couldn't. I knew that I would regret giving in later. I wouldn’t worry about it as he was giving me pleasure, but soon after, I was sure that I would.

  The third time that I woke up, I went towards his room and I knew what my intent was. I was going to get what my body needed, no matter how complicated it was going to be for my mind in the morning.

  I got outside of his door and stood in front of it for several moments. I knew that I was supposed to be in bed, sleeping, not thinking about Craig, but it was impossible to get him out of my head. Now I was ready, my hand raised, poised to knock, when I realized what I was doing. I hadn’t even been here one day, and I was already trying to break the cardinal rule of this whole exercise. I couldn’t be intimate with him. It was ever so clear to me and I don’t know what I was thinking.

  I stepped back from the door, like it was on fire. I knew better, and I was letting my needs outweigh everything else. How hard was it going to be? I had to wait less than ten days and then I could have the test and get my divorce. I wasn’t going to complicate it further by having sex with him. I had to know better than that.

  Turning around, I went back to my own bedroom and shut the door softly. I went back to bed and tried to ignore all of the feelings that I had about the moment. After a few minutes in bed, I made my way to the bathroom, ready to take care of the aching need that I found myself in. It was the only way that I was going to be sane enough to get through this next week and a half.

  It had only been a day. I was really going to have to pull myself together.

  “Di
d you sleep well?”

  “Well enough I imagine.”

  “I heard you in the shower this morning really early. I just figured that you were having trouble sleeping or something.”

  “Yeah, it got a little hot during the night. I went to take a shower and cool off.”

  “Opening a window works too.”

  “I will have to remember that for next time.”

  He said that he had heard me in the shower, so I had to wonder what he heard. Did he hear me coming? The orgasms had come over me quickly and there wasn’t much that I could do about it. I had tried to keep the sounds in, but it had been impossible to.

  “Did the shower help?”

  “Help?”

  “Yeah, you said you were hot. Did it help?”

  I wasn’t going to tell him what I really thought about it. I certainly hadn't been worried about the temperature. It had been the very last thing on my mind.

  “Yeah, as much as to be expected.”

  “Was there something else that you wanted to get off of your mind?”

  It wasn’t right that he knew what I was doing in there, but he wanted me to admit it. I wasn't going to do it. I don't know why he wanting to hear me say it, but I wasn't going to.

  “No not really.”

  “Oh, I thought I saw you by my door last night, and I just wanted to make sure that you didn't want to talk or something. You know that I'm always there for you. The door is always open to you.”

  He acted like he wanted to say a little more, but he didn't. I was just going to take that as a good enough sign.

  “Thank you Craig. I assure you that there was nothing you could do. I just want to get home, and get this over with. That is all I'm worried about right now. I am sure that I will get back to normal once I'm back in the states. I don't live it here.”