Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... sort. Her gut twisted inside of her… had he been drinking?

The dozen or so steps from the door to her slumped over husband’s form seemed to take forever. Caroline extended a hand out slowly to touch his hunched shoulder as if she were afraid to disturb him, or afraid of what she might feel. Her heart seemed to still, her breath held tight in her chest. Her fingers made contact and were flooded with warmth. Duke jerked slightly as if surprised.

Duke raised his head from his arms and slowly turned to look up at his beloved Caroline. Her heart nearly melted when she saw the mixture of despair and sadness in his eyes… but more importantly, the love. She knew in her heart that he loved her more than anything in the world, save possibly for their two daughters.

Caroline stepped closer and pressed her body to Duke’s back. Her other hand going to the back of his head even as she leaned down and kissed his head. She felt his body shudder as he gasped in a lungful of air.

“Caroline… I’m so… so sorry.” Duke barely whispered; his voice thick with emotion as he leaned back into her.

“I know, my love… I know.” Caroline murmured as she wrapped her arms around his head and drew him tighter into her breast.

Duke’s big strong calloused hands rose from the bench top and settled as gently as a summer’s breeze on Caroline’s forearms. She could feel hot tears leaking from his eyes onto the skin of her arms as she rocked him in a motherly hug.

“I can’t go on like this… I’ve ...

... hurt you so many times. I’ve never meant to hurt you. You are the only one I’ve ever loved. I’ve hurt so many over the years. I’ve wronged so many with my… with my weakness…” Duke all but sobbed into Caroline’s arms as she rocked him gently standing behind him as he sat on the low stool.

Caroline felt more tears dripping onto her forearms, but she realized that they were her tears. Duke’s lament ripped at her heart. The boy she grew up with so many years ago still resided inside of this man. He was lost deep inside, but he was there, reaching out, trying to hang on to the only woman that had ever truly loved him… that had really mattered. All the rest were just infatuations fueled by too much drink and carousing. The lust in this man was like a living thing, when unleashed with alcohol it ran wild. If only she could curb that lust.

Caroline gently turned Duke’s head causing him to spin around and face her. She then moved her legs around to sit in his lap and draped her arms around his neck. She looked deeply into his reddened swollen eyes seeing the plea for understanding and forgiveness shining like a beacon of hope. Her lips tightened as her heart melted just a little bit more, then she leaned in to him and mashed her lips to his in a passionate kiss.

Duke felt the fire on his lips even as Caroline’s hands held the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair. Her chest was rising and falling with the heavy labored breathing just as his own did. Her breasts ...