CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

DALIA

I have done little today other than staring at the flowers Aries sent, as well as the card. Purple dahlias sit in an overpriced crystal vase. I'm sure it cost a fortune but it was sweet. As much as I love the flowers, it's the words that keep hitting me in the heart.

Dalia,

Don't you know by now there could never be anybody other than you? I have no interest in any other woman. The very first time I kissed your sweet lips you captured my heart and soul. They're both yours now, baby. You own me for better or worse. I spent six years searching for the missing part of me. You. When I die I'll be searching for you once again because one lifetime is not enough.

I text him, because I don't want to call and interrupt whatever he's doing with work.

Me: Thank you for the flowers. I love them.

Future Husband: You're welcome, baby.

Me: I'm sorry for showing you my crazy. I miss you.

Future Husband: How long until Ares comes home from school?

Me: In about two hours.

Future Husband: Good. Get into bed. I'm going to Facetime you.

Me: What?

Future Husband: I have my cock in my hand right now and I need to see you.

I stare stunned at my phone, but go upstairs, since he said he'd be calling. After I make it to my bedroom, I strip my clothes off, because if he's got his cock out he's going to demand I get naked. No sooner do I climb on the bed when my phone starts ringing. I accept the call, and sure enough Aries is on his bed with his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly.

"Fuck, baby, look at you. So beautiful."

I watch as he fists his cock, but then he stops, "Fuck yourself for me."

My cheeks redden with embarrassment, "Aries, I don't even do that."

"Dalia, please. I need you, baby. I know you like to be defiant but I need to hear you."

I stand my phone up on the bedside table, "Okay, tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it."

"Good girl," he groans as he starts fucking his hand again, "Rub that pretty clit for me."

Lying back on the bed, I touch my clit and circle it slowly while watching Aries, as his breathing gets heavier. I begin to moan, but I'm not sure if it's from touching myself or listening to him.

"Insert a finger in your pussy for me. I want to hear it."

The wet sounds make me feel self-conscious, but he growls, "Fuck, Dalia. Keep going baby, I love hearing that sweet pussy."

I keep fucking myself for him, listening to his grunts, and know I'm going to make myself come for the first time ever.

"Add another finger, baby. I'm going to show you how to make that beautiful cunt come the way I do."

After I add a second finger, he says, "Now fingers all the way in and make a come hither motion with both of them."

I moan loudly and he groans, "That's it, baby. Make that pussy come for me."

"Aries," I whimper as my back arches from the bed, and I'm consumed with an orgasm. Is it as good as the ones he gives me? No. Not even close, but it's better than nothing. And watch him shoot cum all over his stomach? Yeah, that's definitely something I plan to see again.

He gets up to clean up and I wait for him to come back. With a soft smile on his face, he says, "Put the phone on the bed and lie down with me."

I grab the phone and do as he said, but question him, "Don't you have work to do?"

He sighs audibly, "More than you know, baby, but right now this is where I'm needed."

"I love you, Dalia, and I know I'm not a good man, but I'm also not a shit man. I will never be unfaithful to you. My dad did that shit and I won't."

Staring at him through the stupid phone screen I wish wasn't separating us, I tell him, "I know that. I trust you, Aries. This is just really hard and I guess the lack of sleep and everything sent me over the deep end."

He smiles his lopsided grin that makes my heart melt, "Tell me what the perfect life looks like for Dalia."

I laugh, "There's no such thing as perfect, Aries."

He arches an eyebrow, "Humor me. If there was such a thing as perfect, what would that look like for you."

I giggle like a schoolgirl talking to her first crush, "Well, you would be there."

He chuckles, "I was hoping I would be."

"I don't need anything extravagant or magical. Just a normal life with you and Ares, under the same roof. If I got three wishes, I'd wish for all three of us to be together permanently, good health, and for my entire family to stay safe."

I would've said I'd wish to have my parents back, but I don't think even genies can bring people back from the dead, but I don't say that to Aries, because he holds enough guilt over something that wasn't his fault.

"What would your three wishes be?"

His expression goes serious and he says, "The same things, baby."

I giggle again, "You'd wish for my family's safety?"

He groans, "Anything for you, Wife."

"Speaking of, I need to ask about your name in my phone. I'm quite sure it said ‘Aries'."

I love the delicious smirk on his face as he answers, "I'm manifesting. That's a thing now apparently."

I burst out into laughter, "Have you been on Tik Tok again?"

He smiles a smile I love the most, one that reaches his eyes, and causes a light in them that you don't get to see very often, "They say laughter is the best medicine and yours definitely is, baby."

"I love you, Aries."

He blows me a kiss, "I love you too."

Sighing, he runs a hand through his hair, "I need to get off here, baby. I have a meeting, and after I finish, I'll call back so I can talk to Ares."

Aries swallows past an obvious lump in his throat, "I won't say that word you hate. Instead I'll just say I'll talk to you soon."

I nod, "Alright. Talk to you soon."

When I disconnect the call, I'm not sure if I feel better or worse after finally getting some time with him. I love him so much and I'd never want anybody else, but in reality, I'm not sure how much longer I can handle this. Does it get easier? If it doesn't, I don't see this ending well.