Chapter 400 - Can we talk (9)

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10 May, Paul Gu's apartment, City K

Hearing those words Paul paused, and turned around, quietly but firmly saying "Do not tempt me."

"Tempt you? We need to talk."

Paul shook his head, standing where he was so wanting to move towards Abigail, but knowing that it was not fair to her in forcing her into something. He needed to be the mature sober headed person in this relationship because…

As he looked closer, Paul noticed that Abigail was staring directly at him, and he noticed there was a spark in her eyes that had been missing previously missing. While he wanted it to be happiness, he did not want to read into her emotions what he wanted. He watched as Abigail started to walk towards him, and as she got just into arm's length, she reached out, gently taking his right hand in her hands before quietly saying "We need to talk. You were all over the place but cannot lay that on me and leave."

"You need time…" responded Paul, trying to tug his hand away, but noticing that Abigail had a firm grip.

"Time," said Abigail shaking her head. "You have utterly rejected me time and time again, not wanting to hear how I feel, and now you want to give me time to think about things. What is different?" As she spoke, Abigail moved in closer to Paul, keeping clear eye contact with her.

"Because…"

"No, not because. You are running, not giving me a chance to say what I need to say. I listened to your rambling, now you need to listen to me."

Taking a step backwards Paul, shook his head saying, "No, you need to think."

Sensing that Paul wanted to flee, Abigail, quickly moved, wrapping her arms around his neck, tugging his head down, before saying "I know my answer, and you have always known it. I made it clear in the week before we married. I wanted you, and I still want you. Yes, I may be young, but I know what love looks like in a relationship. I watched my sister fall in love with her soldier husband and defy our parents and the world to follow her heart. She has never regretted her choice. I also know when it is one sided, watching my father struggle with what my mother has done to him in the last few years, and how many marriages in our parent's circle are not built on love but mutual loathing."

"While I could accept a relationship with friendship at its core, with the knowledge that we would end it with care, you changed the game on our wedding night. You told me not with words, but actions that it was something more, which had me hoping for what Monica has. Then you reacted as you have. That hurt because I still want what I want. A full marriage, with real emotions. I want what Monica has, and you were telling me something different, confusing me."

"Then you do what you did today. Treated me as if I were an idiot, not worthy of you, belittling me in front of friends. You might not like what they were doing, but that it their choice. Then you have your rambling statement before going to leave without me having a chance to respond."

"You can have your response…". With that Abigail moved quickly tightening her arms around his neck, pushing hard into what was a straining e*rection before turning Paul's head with little effort to whisper in his ear "You have always known it. I want the world that you are promising me."

"What!" came the shocked reply from Paul.

"I want it all, you, our marriage and everything that promises both of us. Whether we succeed or fail, that is for the future, but we have the chance to grab what might have passed us by."

Abigail, wrapped her left leg around Paul's right leg, pushing herself harder into his straining e*rection, before adding as seductively as she could "Now, we seem to talk better in bed, so take me there now."

Without thinking Paul, unhooked Abigail's leg, and swung her into his arms before saying "Are you sure?" not believing what he was hearing.

Leaning against Paul's chest, Abigail simply whispered "Yes," which resulted in Paul quickly moving through the apartment towards the master bedroom, pushing open the door, and quickly moving to gently place Abigail down on the bed.

Before he could move away Abigail, reached out, placing her hand on his straining e*rection, placing pressure dragging a m.o.a.n from Paul, who rather than moving too quickly away, pushed Abigail gently down onto the bed, following her down, straddling her, and reaching down to take her head between his hands, bending down to kiss her, nipping at her lips which resulted in Abigail quickly opening her mouth. Taking advantage, Paul quickly pushed his tongue between her teeth, twisting his tongue with hers before starting to thrust it in and our mimicking what he wanted to do soon.

While Paul, was focused on kissing her, Abigail took her opportunity and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. As soon as she has two open, Abigail brushed a fingertip against his skin, and that was enough. She knew she needed to touch his skin, more than getting his shirt undone at this time, and inserted her hand in the gap created from opening buttons.

As she placed her palm flat on his chest, all Abigail could do was m.o.a.n. Touching Paul's skin felt heavenly and along with his kissing of her, thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth, mimicking what she knew would happen later, which from their wedding night, she knew would feel like heaven.

Hearing Abigail's m.o.a.n, Paul pulled back, looking directly at her worried about having hurt her. Concerned he asked, "Are you alright?"

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