Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband
Chapter 73: Changing Habits

Chapter 73: Changing Habits

Tony clenched his jaws and averted his eyes. He looked like he was holding back. Marcella covered her chest with her arms and watched him without blinking her eyes.

She couldn’t even think that he might not be interested in her anymore. The proof was in the pudding. He desires her.

He says it was out of love. She didn’t believe in love anymore.

Aiden "loved" her and he wanted her to change to suit him. His version of love made her lose almost everything that once belonged to her. She lost her essence.

Tony’s "love" already took her sister from her. What more will it take from her?

She didn’t want to be deluded enough to think it was love that makes Tony desire her. At least she didn’t think it was the only reason. Lust probably plays a major role. He talked at length about fidelity and how that belonged to both of them. He must be keeping away from women after their marriage and since she is the only one available to him, he probably finds her attractive.

He didn’t find her attractive enough to kiss her before, right?

For the hungry, even a discarded piece of food would taste like a heavenly elixir. It’s human nature. She cannot blame him. She admired him though for his self-control.

"There... finished..." Tony closed the first aid box.

Marcella tried to get up. She needed to change. Being naked in front of Tony is not going to help her in any way.

She tried to sit up after laying on her back for some time and it was hard. Also, after being cleaned, her wound hurt some.

As she struggled, Tony pressed her to the couch and before she could blink her eyes, he ended up on top of her. His eyes ended up on her chest.

"Tony..."

Her voice didn’t come out but only a labored breath escaped her mouth as his fingertip caressed her clavicle. Even she knew that she did not sound like she was protesting. It was a weird sound she made... one that was novel to her.

Tony met her panicked eyes. She opened her mouth a little to get help breathing. Her nose was not enough and her chest felt like it would burst. Her heart started to pound.

His boney, rough index finger traveled along her clavicle and reached her sternum. She could feel the calluses on his finger. She was not panicked anymore as her entire body got hot.

She realized that although she says she was not ready, her body craved him. She could not understand this disconnect between her rational mind and her body.

Or was it her heart that needed him?

Tony ran his finger down her sternum and stopped at her bra. Marcella held her breath as his fingers grazed over her peak.

Tony was staring at her intensely observing every little twitch on her face. She had forgotten that she had hands and she could push him away if she really wanted him to stop. But she couldn’t think over the sound of her pounding heart.

*Plop*

Tony rested his head on her chest. His finger was still on her cleavage and he pressed his lips just an inch above his finger.

Marcella threw her head back biting her lips as she felt a surge of electricity passing through her entire body.

What was that?

Tony didn’t stop with just a kiss. He kissed the bare skin on her chest as if it was his right. When he looked at her his eyes were misty as if he was begging her.

She didn’t know what to say.

As she was looking for words, she felt a snap. That was followed by relief as she could breathe freely. He had unhooked her bra!

Marcella inhaled sharply. She shouldn’t have worn a bra with a front clasp. And now...

"It’s wet..." Tony said.

"Ah..." Marcella breathed out with her mouth.

All she had to do was to say no and she knew Tony would back off. But the words got stuck in her throat.

Tany slipped his hand around her neck and lifted her face as he slid to her side on the couch. The couch appeared small when she saw it but she didn’t know how it could hold the two of them.

His other hand was on her chest. As he slid to the side, his forearm grazed on her bare chest. The feeling of the thick hair on her soft supple skin made a strong feeling rise in her lower abdomen. As if that was not enough, his fringes tickled her ears.

She almost moaned. Almost... as they were interrupted by the loud cry of the baby.

"Joey!"

Marcella who was mesmerized by his titillating touches jumped up like a grasshopper. She didn’t dare to look behind her. Covering her chest, she pulled up her bra that was pathetically hanging on her arms and ran into the bedroom.

Tony rolled on his belly as he heard her locking the bedroom. He almost saw her nipples. Almost. Almost.

Ugh!

He groaned in pain and shifted his erect manhood between his legs. He’s the unluckiest b@stard in this whole wide world.

He’s heard men complain that their wives lose interest in sex when they are pregnant and after birth. His wife is neither pregnant nor did she give birth.

But still... because of that baby...

He rolled to his back and let out a deep breath. He cannot blame the baby for this. He could sense that he was pushing her a little far.

Why is she acting like a prude though? She had a boyfriend! Aiden was so...

Tony fisted his hands. He didn’t want to think about Aiden. She liked Aiden so much and ended up dating him. He cannot hate her for sleeping with him when they were together. Times are changing.

But still... Aiden... That guy got her first!

Tony couldn’t accept it. Actually, that was not bothering him much. He knew she does not have any feelings for Aiden now. She proved what Aiden means to her today.

What bothered him was that she is not interested in consummating their marriage. How long can they stay in the same room, on the same bed without going further? They are not siblings! They are a couple. They are married. Their marriage should be consummated.

Marcella got dressed and changed the baby’s diapers. She rocked the baby to sleep and as she was about to put the baby on the bed, Tony knocked on the door.

Marcella didn’t want to put the baby down now. He’s her shield tonight.

Tony peeked into her arms. "He’s asleep, isn’t he?"

"Hmm... I think I’d hold him a little longer... just to be safe," she grimaced.

Tony nodded and walked to the bed. Sitting on the bed, he stretched his legs out. Marcella walked around the room for some time and after some time, she couldn’t hold the baby anymore as her arms got tired.

She walked to the bed.

Tony got the baby. "Let’s change some habits," he smiled.