Page 130 of The Promises We Made


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Eventually, I’ll be expected to produce an heir shortly after our wedding, so I need to be okay with fucking her now or else I never will be.

Something breaks inside me that I never thought could be broken, knowing it’ll all be with Shelby and never with Sunny.

Hearing the door close with a click behind me, I turn around, my body tense as I prepare for what’s to come.

Shelby’s hands linger on the doorknob behind her, a lust sits in her brown eyes as she grazes them over me. Ready to showme just how thankful she is I gave her a second chance, and put that ring on her finger.

She’s delusional to think it’ll ever mean anything.

Slowly, she steps towards me, taking cautious steps considering I’m still a flight risk.Run. Run. Run.Her red painted nails reach for me as she gets inches from me, grazing up my suit covered arms and sliding it off.

“It’s so nice having you back here, Tyler,” she whispers in my ear.

I don’t say anything back. I’m not in the mood to talk. I just want to fuck her and be done with it. And I’m not even in the mood for that either.

Fuck. What has Sunny done to me?

“Let me show you, Tyler. Let me show you how grateful I am.” Her brown eyes peer up at me. She starts lowering herself down on me. I close my eyes as my chest caves in. The last set of lips around me were Sunny’s. Shelby won’t replace and erase that.

She fiddles with my belt and pants, but before she can release my soft cock, I fist her hair, forcing her to stand back up.

Her brown eyes widen to saucers as she meets my cold stare. “Let me do this, Tyler,” she pleads.

I throw her towards her bedroom. “In the room.”

Stumbling on her heeled feet, she listens to me as she enters her massive bedroom.

I could try and say I’m not normally like this when I fuck a woman, but that’d be a lie. I’ve always been in the business of a fuck and fling. I’m not going to hover. I’m not going to do aftercare. I never believed in making love. I get what I need and leave.

Shelby sits on her bed like the good little submissive slut she is. “Tell me what you want.”

I don’twanther. I want my Sunny.

I swallow hard as I unbutton my dress shirt, because Iactually like this one, and I’m not going to let her ruin it. “Get undressed.”

She listens as she peels her clothing off, revealing the matching lacey red set she wears underneath. She was prepared for tonight. She wasexpectingit. And I’m so fucking mad at myself for falling into her predictions.

I peel off the dress shirt, but that’s all I take off. She doesn’t deserve to see the rest of me. Staying clothed will make this faster. I’m not going to give myself to her the way I was supposed to give myself to Sunny.

I approach her on the bed, stepping into her. She looks up at me from where she sits, her brown eyes hopeful.

“Tyler..” she breathes. “Get undressed, baby. Get undressed for me.”

Grabbing her by the neck, I bring her face inches to mine. “I do what I fucking want.”

I feel her swallow hard under my grasp, her chest starts moving faster as her lungs search for the air I’m slowly constricting from her. But she nods.Good. She knows her place.

“Have you slept with anyone else?” I ask.

Her eyes widen, and I feel her body tremble because she knows she can’t lie. If she does, she knows I’ll find out.

“Yes,” she chokes as I take more of her air.

“Such a little slut. Good, because you’ll be begging for the pleasure they brought you while stuck in a lifetime of pain with me. You are a pussy to be fucked and a contract to be signed.”

“What can I do—” I cut her off as I flip her onto her stomach.

I can’t fucking watch what I’m about to do.