Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
So she didn’t have a lover. At least it didn’t sound like it. So what the hell is it? As I asked myself that question, I realized one glaring thing that I’d missed. I never asked her. Not once since she’s been back have I asked her that question. My pride wouldn’t let me, but it was jarring to realize that I hadn’t even thought of it.
Then again, if she wanted me to know, she wouldn’t have left in the first place. It doesn’t matter. I’m going to get some answers from her once and for all. I slammed out of the car in the driveway in front of the house and took the steps two at a time while Jeremy went to park the car in the garage.
I bounded up the stairs with my heart in my lungs when I didn’t see her or the baby downstairs, already imagining strangling her to death with my bare hands if she’d dared take my son when I told her not to. I bounded into the nursery and came up short again.
Will I always come to a standstill at the sight of her nursing my child? What the fuck is it about that particular sight that touches something deep inside me and makes butterflies take flight around my heart? My cold dead heart that seems to have only started beating again since she came home with my son.
I hate her for making me feel again for bringing out this weakness in me. It’s because I was feeling this way that I snapped at her when she looked up at me startled. “We need to talk!” I refused to let my eyes lower to her plump tit that my son was now gorging himself on. And what’s more, I refuse to let my mind travel to how it felt to taste her milk on my tongue as I suckled her when we fucked. “Fuck!”
Giselle
This is so wrong; I know I should stop him, but when he walked towards me with that look in his eyes, my knees grew weak. It’s a good thing I was sitting, or I would’ve hit the floor under the intense heat in his gaze. I sat wordlessly as he took our son from my arms and placed him in his crib after kissing his little head.
And when he pulled me up from the chair and lowered his head to my still exposed nipple, I should’ve stopped him. But instead, I found myself clasping the back of his head as I ran my fingers through his hair. Heat gathered between my thighs as my body prepared itself to take him, that easily, with just one touch, and all the nastiness was forgotten.
I didn’t complain when he took me down to the floor or when he tore my panties off beneath the skirt of my dress. My breath caught in my lungs when I felt him wrestle with his belt and then his zipper, the backs of his fingers brushing against me each time.
I couldn’t hold back the sounds of pleasure I made as he slid into me, his thick length stretching me open in that way that I’d missed so much. Even the burn of my flesh from taking something so big and long between my tight folds was welcomed. I tried not to touch him, knowing that I would be giving myself away, showing him too much with my touch, but he wasn’t having it.
He seemed to know just what I was up to and set about using my body against me. He started out slow, nibbling on my nipple until he brought down my milk, all the while holding his cock still inside me. I wanted him to move in the worst way and bit into my lip so as not to make a sound, but it was tough.
He switched nipples as he slowly eased out of me only to slide back in again, over and over, with the same slow strokes until I thought I would go crazy. Then he did that thing that he used to do where he’d hold still inside me and flex his hard thick cock against my walls while his fingers dug into the firm flesh of my butt as he held me in place.
I was still able to hold out, though, still had enough control left not to give in before he did, or so I thought. Once again, as if reading my mind and knowing my every thought, he changed up again, and this time went after my G-spot in full earnest. I had no power against that and was soon swept away in the heat of lust that consumed me as he pounded into me harder and faster each time, using the head of his cock to slam into my spot until I arched my back deep, driving my sex harder onto his cock.