Secrets in the Dark, page 4
I tilt my head back, “please.”
Jamie leans forwards and presses kisses along my neck, his breath staggering as he continues to fuck me. He nips at my shoulder, his fingers touching my clit.
“Oh god, I’m coming,” I cry, my body trembling as the tense build finally topples over.
“Yes, yes,” he groans as he spills inside me, his cock pulsing with each splash of his cum. My pussy flutters, pulling it deeper greedily.
He kisses me softly as we both come down, and he pulls out, grabbing paper towels to clean me. I push away from the counter, fixing my dress and hair in the mirror. Jamie circles my waist with his arms, kissing my temple as we stare at each other.
“I’ve been thinking about it all day. I think I can have everything settled within a month or two. But you’re mine, Emma. You understand that? I’m serious about us,” his hand drifts to my flat stomach, “I’m serious about this.”
I swallow, nodding. “You’re not going to fuck her, are you?”
He winces, “No, baby. I only want you.”
I know it was unfair of me to ask him of that, but I didn’t want to be sitting in my empty home, waiting on him. And he’s across the ocean, fucking his wife. No matter if they both claimed to be in an empty marriage. My aunt liked the image of being his wife, and I was afraid she would try to sink her claws into him again. However, I was technically the other woman, who was I to ask for loyalty?
Jamie must see the despair on my face because he turns me around, kissing my forehead, nose, and lips. Sighing, he pulls me into his chest, and I wrap my arms around him, “Our marriage was over long before any of this happened. Even if I had wanted to fuck her, she was never interested.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, not wanting the reassurance but knowing this would be the best time to say anything, “You thought you were fucking her that first night.”
He grips me tighter, “Who else was I supposed to imagine? Despite all her faults, I was faithful to her. I took the vows of marriage seriously.”
“Until me,” I grimace, “Did I force you to break those vows?”
He’s silent for a moment. “Do you know why we never came for your college graduation?”
I shake my head. His hand comes up and tangles in my hair, pulling my face back so I would look at him.
“Your mother had sent the invitation with photos. I had noted how painstakingly beautiful you were growing up to be. Serena blew up on me, calling me a pervert and disgusting,” Jaime swallows, his eyes roaming over my face, “She was right. Weeks passed, and she refused to let me touch her… I had a little to drink, and that was the first night I fantasized about you. The photo of you halfway out of the lake in the white dress… It had stirred a longing in me.”
I smirk, “You jerked off to my photos, Uncle Jamie?”
He laughs, pulling my hair tighter, “You fucking brat.”
“I had a crush on you since I was sixteen,” I admit. His eyes shine in joy, telling me he already knew. I shake my head and push him away. “We have to get back.”
“Wait,” He says, cupping my face with both hands, “Emma, I have always loved you, but that love is changing and getting stronger every time we’re together. I need you to understand and hold onto that. Don’t let any uncertainties and doubts come between us, no matter who they come from.”
He’s warning me about my aunt as if I didn’t grow up around the vile bitch. I knew the minute she found out about us, she would do anything necessary to destroy him and me. “I don’t know how you survived so long with her, but I’m glad you’ll finally be free… and mine.”
His face shutters before he kisses me deeply, pushing all his longing into it, and I kiss him back. I smile as we finally break apart.
“We have to get back if I show up even later than the bride, people will notice.”
He nods, “I know. It’s getting harder to let you go.”
“Soon,” I whisper, and he kisses my lips again.
My smile drops when I leave the bathroom, stopping short at who is waiting across the hall. Jamie runs into my back, his arms wrapping around my waist.
My aunt’s eyes drop to the motion, narrowing. She’s standing against the wall, and dread fills me, wondering how long. Did she stay there and listen? I was madder at the thought of our private moment being invaded than the fact she caught us.
Jamie’s arms tighten, pushing us forward without letting go of me, “Serena.”
She scoffs, “My dear husband.”
“Husband?” Jamie mocks, his chest rumbling behind me as he laughs, “I haven’t felt like your husband in a long time.”
“So you jump at the fresh young tramp who throws herself your way?” She sneers, disgust filling her eyes as she stares daggers at me.
“Wasn’t it you who said you prefer a husband who leaves you alone behind closed doors? Did you never think someone would be waiting behind that door?” I smirk at her. Jamie pinches my waist before moving me behind him.
“You little bitch—“ my aunt starts, but Jamie clicks his tongue.
“Don’t start your hysterics, Serena. We didn’t plan this, but I wasn’t going to deprive myself of the chance to be with someone I truly want,” his voice goes cold as he steps closer to her, “and I do want her. More than anything, you should remember that and think carefully about your next move.”
Serena’s lips are thin, and they stare at each other before she shakes her head. “You’ve ruined yourself, your reputation, everything you stand for to get your dick wet. I hope she was worth it, I’m going to make sure everyone knows the type of person you are before the night ends.”
My stomach twists, I grip his elbow, and he glances down at me. Jamie gives me a reassuring smile before turning back to my aunt.
“Perhaps we should tell everyone who you are. Alice and Kelly would be curious about the afternoons you spend with their husbands. Or even the head of the débutante foundation, everyone has been wondering how you got into that board. Or how about—”
My aunt’s face pales with each word Jamie says, she throws up a well-manicured hand, “ Stop. I understand. You’ve been trailing me for months.”
“Years,” Jamie corrects, “I’ve had divorce papers drawn since your father died.”
She shakes her head. “I’m too old to be remarried. We can keep this a secret.”
My heart sinks at the suggestion, I didn’t want to be the mistress in their relationship.
Jamie doesn’t let me entertain the thought. “No, she’s going to be mine in every way.” He wraps his arm around me again, his hand stopping to hold onto my stomach.
Serena glances at it, and I can see her visible swallow. “They’ll never accept her child, especially from you.”
“We don’t care about society,” I whisper, putting my hand on Jamie’s chest and curling into his body. His hand slides to my hip, and he squeezes it.
“Serena,” Jamie says softly, “I’m asking as the person who never wanted this marriage but did everything to make you happy. For once, please give me this.”
I swore I could see her eyes glisten, but her head turns before I could confirm. She doesn’t say anything and walks away from us silently, heading towards the doors that lead into the back garden.
“Jamie!” I exclaim, going to follow her, “she’s going to tell everyone.”
He stops me, pulling me tighter against him. “She’s not. Deep down, she knew this would ruin your sister's wedding. I’m sure we’re safe for the night.”
“You think she’s going to tell everyone regardless?”
He shrugs, leaning down to kiss my nose. “That’s just who she is. As long as she’s not spreading lies, I’ll allow her to act how she wants about the situation.”
“I thought we would have more time,” I tell him.
Jamie’s jaw tics, “so did I. I wanted to make sure we were in a good place because we broke the news to your family.”
He sighs, and I smile weakly up at him. “I want this. I’m not afraid of how we will get there.”
Epilogue
Emma
Six weeks later
The ringing noise of the FaceTime call has me bouncing on my toes. I tear off the plastic wrapping of the box as I wait for him to answer, pulling out the instructions. My phone rests against the bathroom mirror so he can see everything clearly.
I hear the connection and glance up as he smiles, “My love.”
My heart flutters at the greeting like always, and I blow a kiss, holding up the stick. “Wanna hear me pee, or should I mute myself?”
“Is it time already?” He asks, glancing at his wrist.
I nod, “Yeah. I just woke up, and my tummy hurts because I need to go so badly.”
He chuckles, “Well, take the test. I need to know if I fucked my baby into you.”
“Yes, daddy,” I smirk and move out of the frame, letting my smile drop.
I hated doing this over the phone, but Jamie hasn’t been able to move back just yet. And there was no way I could wait sooner than the first day of my missed period to find out. I needed some light at the end of this tunnel.
Serena had done what she promised and told my parents exactly what she had overheard as soon as the last guest left my sister's wedding.
It’s been a dramatic disaster ever since. My parents were livid and threw Jamie out that night. I followed him, and we found a hotel room. The next day my sister showed up to talk with us. She was more accepting than everyone else, but I could see her discomfort. We stayed in the hotel room until he had to return to London.
My parents allowed me back into my house since Jamie was back overseas, but they weren’t speaking to me. I didn’t understand why they were so upset, considering they all loved him and knew much my aunt barely tolerated him.
Sick of how I was being treated in my home, Jamie found me an apartment closer to the city, and my parents had paid for movers to collect everything, so they didn’t have to see either of us.
Unfortunately, my period started a week and a half after the wedding, and I cried all weekend at the realization I wasn’t pregnant. Jamie flew back from London and stayed the entire two weeks after that. He promised that he was sure he had planted his seed in my belly this time.
I smile as I finish and wash my hands, setting the stick upside down on the counter.
“How long?” He asks. I can see he’s in the car, so he must have just finished his afternoon meetings. It hadn’t taken us a few days to adjust to the time difference, but now I was a pro at calculating.
“It says two minutes.”
He nods, and we just stare at each other through the phone. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too,” I say, my cheeks blushing at the open affection he constantly shows me.
His eyes drift to the top of his screen before sighing, “Let me call you right back. Do not peek without me!”
I frown, “It’s like 30 more seconds. Can’t you wait?”
“I’ll call right back,” he says, hanging up without another word.
My mouth drops open, and I’m stunned and hurt. Glancing at the pregnancy test, I’m tempted to check without him because fuck him. That was rude.
I groaned in frustration before grabbing my phone and walking out of the bathroom. I couldn’t let my annoyance take away this joy from us. He wants to know as badly as I do, so whatever happened must have been significant.
I check the time, and only a minute goes by, and I sink further into the couch as I wait for him to call back, my knees bouncing with impatience.
I’m in the middle of a text to tell him that a test is only valid for ten minutes when I hear the sound of my door opening. I stand up while he fills the doorway, my heart pounding.
“You’re here,” I breathe.
He smiles, opening his arms for me to jump in. “Do you think I was going to find out I’m a dad over the phone?”
I can’t stop the tears as I run to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he lifts me. He kisses me and carries us further into the apartment and towards the bathroom.
“You ready, my love?”
He puts me down and pulls my back into his chest as we stand at the counter.
I nod, nerves making my hands shake as I reach for the plastic tube.
I flip it over, and he leans into me, both of our breaths catching at the plus sign sitting in the small window.
“Fuck,” he whispers, his voice cracking. “It’s happening.”
“It’s happening,” I nod and look up at him.
“I love you,” he says, looking down with tears.
Stalk me
Lover of all things forbidden and taboo. Sprinkle some breeding in it and you got perfection.
B Sobjakken, Secrets in the Dark
