Chapter 30 Make-up Sex is Often the Best

Emily

It’s funny how things can change within a second, this moment you’re happy and smiling and the next you’re avoiding people like the plague. I haven’t spoken to Adam intimately after I had caught his maid climbing him and that was two months ago. We see each other at work and the only thing we exchange are greetings and me telling and confirming his schedule. He had tried on numerous occasion to say more, to reach out but I shut him down completely. I am slowly trying to get over it but it seems so hard when you have been hurt before it just seems impossible to forgive and forget. Sighing to myself, I got up out of bed before I went to take a shower, brush my teeth then threw my hair in a ponytail. Getting dressed in a gray dress, and black flats, I grab my phone and bag before going into the kitchen.

Getting the orange juice from the refrigerator, I grab a glass and poured myself some before gulping it down in one go. Going into my mom’s room, I saw that she was sitting up in bed reading a book. Smiling at her, I kissed her on the cheek before I sat down beside her.

“Are there any progress?” she asked without even looking up. Sighing I knew she was going to ask me this question yet again. Every time after I come home from work or when we talking about stuff, she would just bring it up. I know she is in love with the idea that Adam and I would someday get married and have a family, and even though it seems like a pretty picture I didn’t know if there was any chance of it happening.

“Emily?” my mom called out to me when I didn’t answer.

“No mom, I still haven’t talked to him as yet.”

“And why haven’t you?” she asked before shutting the book and placing it on the bed.

“I haven’t forgiven him as yet.”

“Why is that so?”

“He hurt me, mom. I just can’t forgive him like that,” my voice slightly rising to an octave.

“You need to get over it.”

“Why are you pushing this?” I was now irritated by her constantly telling me to forgive him just like that.

“You need to grow up Emily, and you need to get over this.” She was avoiding my question, and I’ll be damned if I don’t get the answer to it.

“Why does me forgiving him is so important to you?” I pushed. “Why is it so important mom?”

“Because I’m dying Emily. My cancer had moved into stage five and I want to see you happy before I take my last breath. Is it such a bad thing that I want to see you happy before I leave this place huh? The cancer is slowly eating me away little by little, and my time could be anytime soon. Life is too short not to be happy, and that’s all I want from you that’s why I keep pushing you to forgive him.” At this point we both were crying, I felt so bad, and ashamed. Here my mom was trying to let me pursue the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time because she wanted me to be happy and I was behaving stubborn and foolish.

“What do you mean by anytime soon?” I asked when my brain finally registered everything she had said.

“Melissa brought me to see Paul yesterday and I fainted. They had run some test on me and saw that I was getting worse and that I had around three months to live.” Crying even harder than I had before, I hugged her tightly. I wanted to suggest to her the chemotherapy but she wasn’t having it, we had talked it over and she said she didn’t want to go through it. I don’t know why she was doing this to me or herself, she knew how much I needed her here. She was the only one I had left and I didn’t want to lose her.

“Mom,” I breathed out.

“It’s okay Emily you should get going.” Sighing I knew she was trying to get rid of me so I wouldn’t see her like this or to once again convince her of chemotherapy. Kissing her on the cheek before bidding her goodbye, I exited and found that Melissa was in the kitchen.

“Hey Em,” she greeted me cheerfully with the nickname she gave me.

“Hey, Melissa,” I responded with the same tone. “How long have you been out here?”

“Oh just a few minutes, I would have come inside but you and your mom were having a private conversation and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“How is she, Melissa? Like how is she really?

“She’s holding on, she has her moments when she has these faraway looks and then there are moments when she is happy. At this point, I don’t think she’s worried about the cancer. She’s more worried about you.”

“What do you mean?” I ask quiz fully?”

Dropping her voice to a whisper she spoke. “She is more concerned about you and your happiness and based on the stories she has told me, it’s clear that she really wants to see you happy. She had taken the news about her time pretty well, and when I told her she should tell you, that’s when her face fell. She had made us walk through the park, and she began telling me stories. Stories that lit up her face and she shared her fears, fears of you not finding happiness.”

All through what she was telling me. I couldn’t hold back the tears, I couldn’t hold back the emotions that were overwhelming me at the moment. I had to make this right with Adam so my mom can be assured that I will be okay. Even at her weakest point, she was still worried about me and I was so thankful that I had her as a mom.

Entering his office with his cup of coffee, I placed it on his desk along with a copy of the day’s newspaper before going over to my office. Sitting down in my chair, I held my head back as I look up towards the ceiling. I wanted to apologize to Adam but it was easier said than done. Hearing a knock on the door, I immediately straightened up. Coming through it a few seconds later, Adam came to a stop in front of my desk.

“I need you to find some files for me, then make some calls to set a meeting for next month.” Handing me a long list of instructions, he walked away. Going down to the files room, I searched for the twenty files that he requested before handing them to him. Going over to my office, I saw a Janitor that was rifling through my things.

“What are you doing?” I demanded.

“I was just cleaning up miss,” The janitor answered back weirdly.

“Is there something wrong with your voice?”

“I Have a bit of a cold,” the janitor answered. Picking up the papers that have dropped on the floor, he left––well I assumed it was a he.

sat down and call the persons and schedule dates and times with them before taking a breather. Closing my eyes, I tried to relax when the phone went off.

“Emily, I want something at the deli, could you please purchase it, the regular.” Hanging up the phone, I rolled my eyes before I took up the credit card that he gave me the first day I started working here. Exiting the room, I made my way down to the lobby then outside. Going to the deli, I ordered his usually before I paid and went back to the office. Giving him his sandwich, I sat down and close my eyes, but once again, I was interrupted by the office phone ringing.

“Emily, could you come here for a second?”

“Sure, I’m com–” hearing the dial tone in my ears, I got slightly angry. Taking a deep breath, I pushed it aside before I went to him. “Is there a problem?” annoyance evident in my voice.

“This sandwich is cold, and I don’t like how it tastes. I need a new one, buy it.”

Feeling the anger rising and unable to control it. I told him exactly what was on my mind.

“I don’t know what your game is Adam, but it is a bit childish and you are being a complete ass. If you wanted a new sandwich you could have simply asked in a nice way. I have been patient with you today, but I can’t take it anymore. I’m done.” With that, I went to grab my stuff, not paying attention to him calling my name. Storming out, I hailed a cab.

Rushing past my mom and Melissa without even a greeting, I rushed into my room and closed the door behind me. kicking off my shoes, and stripping my clothes off, I got into bed and curled up. to think I was going to forgive him and then move on but then this happened. He was being a total asshole today and it wasn’t fair. He was the one who had that man stealing maid’s foot snaked around his legs, but yet I was the one being punished by being overworked and insulted. I cried silently for a while, letting the bitterness that I felt towards him come out of my system before my eyes slowly closed down and sleep took over.

I was awakened a few hours later by a very persistent knock on my door, I cursed under my breath and got up to open it to see who was there. seeing Adam on the other side, I tried to close the door in his face but he used his foot to block it before gently pushing me back. Entering the room, he closed the door behind him before setting the latch in place. Sitting on the bed, I waited for him to speak.

“I know I’m the last person you wanted to see and I just want to say I’m really sorry for what I did today. I was hurt and frustrated that it has been two months and every time I tried to talk to you, you shut me down and it hurt me deeply Emily. I know it’s no excuse but I’m really sorry.

“Was that it?” I asked nonchalantly.

Looking at me with hurt filling his eyes, I and opened the door so he could leave. Now looking at me with anger in his eyes. He grabbed my hand roughly before pulling me into his hard body. Closing the door once more, he gently pushed me on the wall where his lips found mine, sucking them into his. Now a puddle, I mentally cursed myself for my body melting for him just like that. Unlatching my bra, he flung it to the side before his came up and began squeezing the soft flesh. Moaning, I broke away from the kiss and threw my head back as waves of pleasure carried me to euphoria. I could feel his tongue on my neck now, licking on a particular spot that had my juices leaking and soaking the crotch of my panties and me panting heavier. Breaking away, he chuckled, before he pushed me on the bed.

Coming over me, he licked his way from my collar bone down to the creases of my breast before his mouth found a nipple that was pebbled and waiting for him. Sucking it into his mouth, I gasp as pleasure and pain rocketed through my body while his other hand pinched and twist the other hard. Biting down on my lip, I stifled the scream that was threatening to erupt.

Pushing his head away, I flip him over. I got up and started stripping away every item of clothing that was on his body before I took my panties and flung them to the side of the room. Going on top, I began to gyrate my pussy on his cock. I could feel my sensitive clit brushing on his member every time I moved back and forth. Lust was now shining in his eyes, and he gripped my waist and slowly lowered me onto his cock.

I could feel every inch filling me up, and I moaned lowly as he began to rock me back and forth on him slowly before he gradually picked up the pace. I could feel my pussy gripping his cock, and his cock throbbing inside me simultaneously. Grabbing my ass cheeks, he slapped it hard and I could hear the sounds echoing off the wall. Leaning down towards him, he kissed me hard as I erupted around him and he came inside me. panting heavily, I laid on top of him, as both of us caught our breath.

“Am I forgiven?” that question coming out innocently. Chuckling, I nodded my head yes. We laid there for a few more minutes before he gently rolled me to the side and held me in his arms.