Almost Doesn't Count by Angela Winters Read Free Book Online

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    â€œI can’t, sweetie.” He took her hand and kissed the inside of her palm before letting it go. “I have a nine A.M. tee time at the club. I told you I was playing golf with some clients.”
    She nodded. “I’m sorry. I forgot.”
    Not a word was spoken as she went to the bathroom and changed into her nightgown. She didn’t wash her face, but splashed it with water and put her hair in a ponytail. She still wanted to look nice. She wanted to make love to her husband tonight.
    When she slid into the bed, Justin’s attention was on his computer. He was reading an article on the financial industry, his specialty, as Sherise slid up to him and began rubbing his arm.
    He looked at her and laughed. “You’re drunk.”
    â€œI’m not.” She smiled. “Okay, maybe a little, but you should be happy. You get to take advantage of a drunken woman. When was the last time you did that?”
    â€œWhen was the last time you were drunk?” He let her kiss him before returning to his article. “I need to finish reading this, baby. This is what everyone is gonna be talking about at tomorrow’s golf game.”
    She reached over and placed her hand on top of the laptop and slowly pushed it closed. “They can all talk about this article while you talk about how you fucked your gorgeous wife.”
    He seemed annoyed, but let her push the laptop off his lap and onto the bed. It was comforting to Sherise to see that he didn’t resist her. In the past, Justin could never resist her. No matter how awful she’d been or how preoccupied he was, he was always willing and eager to make love to her. That hadn’t been the case so much recently. Their inability to conceive was affecting him just like it was her. She was going to change that tonight.
    Her lips teased at his as she reached down and grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt. He lifted his arms as she pulled the shirt up and off him. He met her with a more passionate, deeper kiss as his hand went to her shoulders.
    Their tongues began to explore each other’s mouth as she felt his fingers gently lift the straps of her nightgown and slide them down her shoulders. He let out a soft groan as his mouth traveled down her neck to the soft flesh of her chest.
    Sherise let him guide her back to where she was lying on the bed and he was moving on top of her. His mouth was kissing the space between her breasts as his hands began to caress her hips. Her hands went to his head as she ran her fingers over his hair.
    Sherise was waiting for the passion to come, but it hadn’t arrived yet. She felt a little spark, a little pull in her center, but she wasn’t set on fire. She closed her eyes and spread her legs as Justin positioned himself in between them.
    When his tongue traced her nipple, it felt warm to Sherise, but when she felt his teeth teasingly bite at her, she flinched. She usually liked a little biting, but this didn’t feel good. It made it only glaringly obvious to her that none of this felt good. Or maybe it just didn’t feel right.
    â€œJustin. Justin,” she repeated. “Please.”
    She pushed against the bed, lifting herself up.
    Caught up in the foreplay, Justin looked up, expecting to continue.
    â€œWait,” Sherise said as she pushed away.
    Justin looked at her confused. “What? What did I . . . Did I hurt you?”
    â€œNo,” she answered, shaking her head. What was happening to her? “I just . . . I . . . I’m sorry, Justin.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI . . .” She shrugged as he realized from her expression that she was telling him she didn’t want to go any further.
    â€œWhat is wrong with you, Sherise?” he asked angrily as he sat up.
    â€œI don’t know,” she said. “I think it’s the alcohol.”
    â€œAlcohol makes you not want to have sex?” Justin reached for his T-shirt and began putting it