C5 PAINFUL PLEASURE

Exhausted and lying face up on the bed in a pyjamas, Hazel stared at the ceiling, lost in thoughts. Would happiness ever find her again? The questions lingered, through her head. Having concluded that, she would take whatever punishment big boss was to implement on Carl hoping it will be lenient. And he would forgive her, for betraying him. Because she had no money to pay back, and Carl had prevented her from working, or acquiring any skill. Reason because, he didn't want her to be stressed, and assured her he will provide for her. His care and affection lasted only few months, after that, he became what she don't understand. Damnn! she felt trapped.

Hazel, with the help of Oliver and Douglas, had already spent half their morning searching the community for her husband, but not a single trace of him. Anxiety gnawed at her, fearing he might leave or bring another woman home. The mere thought intensified her despair, she would gladly murder them both, then herself.

As dawn approached, Hazel's sleepless night weighed on her. Twisting and turning in bed, still no comfortable position could make her fall asleep. It was only after dawn that Carl returned. The sound of his arrival stirred her heart, his presence usually make her tense. Questions began racing through. Where did he go off to? Who did he go out with? She had right to question him. Of course, she was his wife. She had the right to know where he had been all through the night. Yes! He must tell her, exactly where he went!

The door creaked open slowly, and she heard him enter. Her guts suddenly failed her, as she continued to lay numb on the bed. Suddenly, she felt a strong hand gliding across her waist. Gripping it firmly, she turned, and her gaze met the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen—the eyes that had made her fall in love with the owner.

He knelt down, staring at her. "Morning, beautiful," he greeted, flashing her a smile that could melt hearts.

Ignoring him, she turned her back. "Hey, babe... sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," he apologized, his expression unreadable.

"Go away," she told him, the pain of his callous departure still fresh in her heart.

"Hazel, he spoke softly, his voice cold against her skin, am sorry, so sorry that I hurt you, he said as he held her wounded arm. Placing feathered kisses on the bandage. It's was so stupid of me" he hoped to buy her soon, so as to ease the hardness in his pants

Goosebumps ran through her skin, just by the mere touch of his lips. Oh, how she had missed him. They had barely made love of recent. Only when Carl felt like or if he was in a really good mood and she seduced him. Most of the time Carl makes love with her, he shows no emotions at all. It was really frustrating, as nothing she did could seem to please him.

But now, he was trying to play the good boy to get what he needs, she won't let him have it so easily.

Furiously, she flung the sheets and sat up "where the hell have you been?" She fired at him

He expected her to react that way "I went out of town"

"Out of town?" She wrinkled her forehead

"Yes, I went with Brian and Gideon. We---"

"Oh, out of town with those your silly friends you whore around with. I'm sure you went to that strip bar" she nodded her head. That was her second guess. Carl had gotten tired of her already

"Don't speak of them that way! He raised his voice a little, but knowing he desperately needed to get something from her, he switched. What! No we didn't go there".

"You think am stupid?! Her voice flared up, broken with tears that threatened to choke her. You left me hurt, all alone, to go whore around, with other women. I hate you so much, for all you've done to me" She burst into tears, knowing those words were not true. When in reality she hated herself, hated herself so much for loving him. Even to the point of hurting herself to be close to him.

"No, no don't cry. Still on his kneeling position, he pulled her closer and held her shoulders firmly. I didn't go to the strip bar. He tried to convince her, but her wailing had not stopped. Oh, Hazel, he kissed her forehead and tucked few hair strands behind her ear. Look at me!, come on, he coaxed. Look at me! His voice was firm. I didn't go to the strip bar, I went into Town Z, for their big boss. He noticed her wailing had reduced to silent sobs, he then continued. I went there regarding the issue we had earlier. To ask for some loan, should big boss ask for the rent and tax" he concluded, wishing he didn't lie about something so serious

"Really? Hazel sniffed. Did he agree to it?"

"Of course, he did" he stifled a smile

"Oh baby that's great news". She hugged him tightly, but stifled when she felt his hardness poking her thighs. Carl was hard, she was sure it wasn't her doings. He was lying to her again, to get what he wants. He has definitely been with a woman from the strip bar.

But all he said about the loan was that true?. Damn! Carl drives her so crazy at times, why can't she just hate him?

"I know, it is. I need you to always trust me okay?" His voice was so seductive. No wonder she couldn't leave him. He had many features to die for. Carl stared deep into her eyes, and kissed her cheek, tasting salt. He got up from his kneeling position.

His bulging crotch didn't escape her view as he got up. Leaning towards her, he took her chin and turned her head until she was looking at him "you trust me don't you?" His voice was cold against her skin

Shivers ran through her skin as she hesitated for a bit, then nodded."Yes I do Carl"

"Great, now lie down, he gently pressed her back against the mattress. Relax. We're going to enjoy ourselves"

Hazel, knew this was what Carl wanted from her. Sex. To release himself of the tension between his thighs. But why? Why did he not have sex with the lady who made him hard?. Why return home to her? And only her?. Maybe he did love her after all. The thought made her relax a bit. At least he didn't cheat.

She lay down, and brought her feet up until she was stretched out, her head propped against a pillow. He leaned over and kissed her, opening his mouth to taste her fully, his tongue teasing and exploring. Surprisingly, she responded, putting her arms around him and drawing him nearer.

He caressed her breast through the fabric of her dress, and felt her nipple rise to meet his hand. His mouth still on hers, he undid the first button of her pyjamas. She reached for his shirt , but he gently pushed her hand away

"No, let me do it" he undressed her slowly, flicking each button as his finger grazed the flesh between her breast, across her ribs, down her stomach. He took off the top and flung it aside. As he stared at her naked breast. Her skin glowed in the dark. She was beautiful.

Hazel watched Carl, he was someone you should call beautiful. A beautiful devil who always had his way on her. He was her weakness. His long hair now a mess fell across his face, making him look more beautiful. The morning breeze, blew across her making the skin across her nipple tighten.

"Come here" she motioned with her finger. He drew close to her and she pressed her breast into his palm.

"You like it when I touch you there, don't you?"

"I love it when you lick me there" she licked her lips

"Like this? He flicked his tongue across each nipple in turn smiling, as her body jerked against him. Or like this?" He surrounded her with his lips, drawing as much of her breast as possible into his mouth, scrubbing his tongue across her erect nipple. She moaned, as he increased the pressure. His hands on her stomach, pinning her down.

He paid the same attention to her other breast, sliding his hand down, beneath the silky pyjamas, burying his fingers in her damp curls. She spread her legs inviting him inside her, but he only teased her lightly before moving up again to her breast. He wanted to make her wait, to make her want him so much.

He helped her out of her pyjamas, then moved back, leaving her lying on the bed naked, her body where he had sucked and kissed still wet.

"Where are you going?" She cried when she couldn't feel him on her

"Baby, am not going anywhere. I'm getting undressed" he undid the button of his shirt. Normally, he would tear off his clothes as fast as he could, but he needed to slow things tonight. To arouse her, and make her beg.

He opened his shirt carefully, one button at a time, his gaze locked to Hazel's. She watched him, her eyes dilated, lips slightly parted, breathing heavily. He shrugged the shirt and let it fall to the floor. As her breathing became more heavy, he smiled. Seems the plan was working. He smoothed his hand across his stomach, down beneath the waistband of his pants. His erection at his fly, surprised how much it had grown by just watching her. He shed his underwear and socks and stood for a moment

Hazel raised herself up on her elbows, "come here handsome" she beckoned him. He moved towards her, his erection jutting out before him. She sat up and took hold of him, her fingers feathering lightly against his balls before wrapping firmly around his cock.

"Careful" he grunted

"Oh, I'll be very careful" she bent and kissed the tip, tasting the moisture there, hearing the sharp intake of his breath pleased her as she stroked her tongue along the shaft. Not wanting to waste anymore time. She kissed his thigh, and positioned herself to take him..

But he nudged her shoulders. "You're supposed to be relaxing, let me do the work" she was a little disappointed

"I'm already on fire for you baby" he leaned forward and kissed her, a deep quenching kiss, then slid down her body, pausing briefly to trail kisses on her nipples before trailing down her laps to her curls. He teased her, planting kisses at the juncture of each curls, until she was moaning and thrusting against him

"Car...Carl...I can't take it no more" she moaned, impatient for release of the tension within her.

He smiled triumphantly, and rested his hand in her stomach "what do you want?"

"You know what I want"

"You have to learn to ask for it"

She wet her lips, irritated" I want you to make me come"

"How? His breathing became heavy, as he was also feeling the effects. His hardness became unbearable. Tell me"

"I..I want you to suck my clit. And put your fingers inside me" she had barely finished speaking before he was doing as she asked. With his mouth and tongue, he stoked the fires within her. Faster and slower, he built the sensation within her.

Hazel thrust towards him, straining, pleading with him, to let her cum, but loving what he was doing too much to ask him to stop. She came hard, bucking against him. Her scream so loud. He removed his fingers from her and licked it, swallowing his favorite juice. Then without wasting time, he tapped his member on her clit, demanding entrance.

"Fuck me Carl, Fuc..." He didn't let her finish before he eased into her. The pressure of him inside her began another arousal. He thrust in and out of her, and she reached around and grasp his buttocks, burying his fingers in his flesh. With a hard last thrust he came also, his muscles clenching beneath her hand.

Still keeping inside her, he rolled over, taking her with him. They faced each other, eyes open breathing heavily.

"I miss you, I miss us Hazel stared at his beautiful face, do you miss us?"

"Very well"

"Then don't go anywhere again" she rested on the hollow of his shoulder. Barely believing his words. But enjoying the moment while it last---