Four months have passed seeing John and Kate, Marlena felt an emptiness from John. Yes she’s back and yes Kate is with Roman but it still doesn’t take away the images from her mind. Walking through the Penthouse door she saw him, standing out on the balcony his body glistening with the lights of Salem.
She dropped her keys. Taking off her beige black coat only revealing her long cocktail dress, thinking he would be asleep to even know where she had been.
“Where were you?” His voice clear and deep broke through the silence in the room. “Uh, I told you i had a business dinner with the department of the hospital.” He felt how nervous she was. Marlena had always been a bad liar especially to him.
John’s throaty laughter echoed. Hr turned to face her, she looked amazing in the soft light of candles, her hair golden gracefully fell on her shoulders. Her dress hugged her breasts and small waist. Finally he could see how thin she had gotten.
“You go to a business dinner dressed like that? Ha some business dinner if you ask me, were you trying to sleep with your boss?” Standing strong in the middle of their once called happy home. “What are you trying to say John?”
Her eyebrow raised in amusement.
“I’m saying i saw you tonight” Walking closer to her, seeing her knees weaken at the slightest touch of anger he gives her. “You were at the blue note, alone, with all these men around you, i saw you laughing flipping your hair, touching them, them touching you.
What do you have to say to that?”
Marlena breathing became shallow, she didn’t know what to say. “Did you think once just once how your husband might feel about that? And please before you even open your mouth, don’t give me that sob story about how you saw me with Kate. Yes i slept with her Marlena but i thought you were dead to be honest as soon as i knew you were alive the infatuation with Kate was over.”
The tears formed in her eyes feeling her heart breaking by the minute. Seeing him so clearly. He’s right she had no excuse to be going around with other men.
Holding her face between his large hands, stroking her tears. “I don’t know what else to give you Marlena, I’ve tried everyday to look at you to talk to you, just to touch you some way. And everyday you walk right through me, what do you want from me.”
Choking on her tears she let out a sigh. “I need you to love me.”
He held her close. “Oh baby i do love you, I’ve never stopped loving you, every night i would dream about holding you like this. I need you, I’ve actually never needed someone so much more and my god in this dress i need you right now.”
Laughing through their tears, he pulled her to face him again but this time more roughly. “Oh baby i need you to.”
John inhaled her scent, taking her lips roughly.
Their tongues touching, forcefully caressing each other feeling the desperation of their sexual desire.
He couldn’t handle being away from her any longer, John pushed her down on the sofa, setting himself free from the silk boxers.
She pulled her dress up revealing no panties. “Oh dear god you’ve been walking around without anything on” He panted. Her wicked smile made him want her more.
Entering her roughly, feeling the moistness between her legs. He pounded harder into her. “ooh god John, mmmmmm so good.”
Gritting his teeth at the sight of her laying there under him, her hair spread out on the sofa. Pulling and tugging on it making Marlena moan louder.
“oo baby you like that?” He pounded harder into her, spreading her legs wider for him. “Tell me… oh fuck tell me how much you like it”
“Fuck me John, i need… i need all of you… ohhh yessssss” Marlena hissed. Feeling close to her peck she arched her back wanting to taken all of him.
“Marlena oh shit, I’m gonna come baby…. fuck!” Her eyes flung open, “Baby don’t stop… oooo John oh baby… don’t stop but not inside baby!”
John couldn’t resist, he pounded in her one last time but came inside.
After collapsing on her, trying to catch their breathe “Sweetheart you pulled out right?” His silence made her worry. “Honey you know i can’t help it. It’s just so much better when its inside.”
The Jarlena Journal 