EroticReverie

Audrey

"Audrey, I can't keep going..not with you crying" Maks speaks softly, gently, , bracing himself over me, his hips stilling, his cock coming to a rest inside me. 

Thirty seconds into him making love to me like I'd told him to, and I started to cry again, my eyes are pools of anger, hurt, sadness, betrayal. How could he fucking do this to me? How could he make me have to worry about him, and leave me here. I didnt even know how long it was going to be, when it was going to be, but I knew Maks, had known the tense posture and the look on his face as he read the screen of his laptop. But even one day without him was too much, I could barely handle the mere hours he spens away from the house when leaving to deal with his business. How could he do this to me when I watched him almost die in my arms, when I had to watch him heal from that, how could he make me go through this?

It hurt. It hurt more than anything to love Maksim. Almost losing him has only made it worse. I'd do anything, absolutely fucking anything for him. For fucks sake, I killed a man, I'd killed a "brother" of his for what he'd done to Maks. 

"Don't stop, you don't get to stop, keep going" I cry and Maks sighs, and I can see the torture on his face, can see his own eyes become shiny with almost tears as he grimaces, closes his eyes and keeps going. His strokes are slow, they're deep, each one an agonizing apology for what he has to do. 

"Lavender" he whispers, but my head is turned, I can't look at him, I can't look into those eyes, or at his face, I can't look at him because I'm afraid I'll fall apart more than I already am. 

"Look at me" he breathes softly, his hips slowly pulling back, and thrusting, my hands grabbing his lower back, my body moving against the bed as I try to take as much of him as I can, hating that everytime we're together can be the last, hating that in this world tomorrow is never promised, and in Maks's world that's even more true. 

"no" I answer when he tells me to look at him again. 

"ya tebya lyublyu" he groans. I love you. 

I cry harder. 

"I could not live with myself if anything happened to you Audrey...I don't want to leave.." he stops, slowing, his dick stilling inside of me as he leans down, kissing my cheek, and bringing his mouth to my ear. 

"You're my entire world Lavender...have been since the day I laid eyes on you....you know this...you're my heart Audrey...my heart beats everyday, for you....you're all that matters to me...i can't take you with me...and i can't stay here....i need to be gone....three days....maybe four...i leave in a week" he whispers. 

"Maks" I sob. "no" 

"Shhhh" he whispers, grabbing my face and kissing my cheeks, and I open my eyes and fucking lose it. I'm ugly crying, his perfect face, his blue eyes are remorseful, and I know he's sorry, I know he doesn't want to have to leave me either, that it hurts me as much as it hurts him, but I don't care about that. I care that I feel like I'm going to lose my mind.

"I'll do anything" I sob. "Tell me what to do t-to m-make you stay with m-me" I plead and Maks winces and kisses lips, his nose nudging my own, as he thrusts slightly into me again and I hate it, I hate how good it feels to have him inside me, even when I'm a mess of emotions that I can't control. 

"There's nothing either of us can do Lavender...i just need you to stay here...and be a good girl for me....need you to be ready for me when I come back....because I will be making it up to you for days upon days Lavender....I'm going to come home to you...I promise...nothing can take me from you Lavender." he says and even I know it's a lie. He knows it too. Because Slev almost had. Had almost taken him from me. 

Maks kisses me, his hips moving once again and I say nothing else. Tears streaming down my cheeks as my husband makes love to me, as he fills me one way, then put us on our side, and makes love to me again , clutching me to his body as he roll our hips into one another. 

By the third round, at least I've stopped crying, but there's not enough we can do, our bodies fighting to get enough of one another. But we can't, and we never will.