“I can’t help it. I do it all the time because it’s YOU and not her!”
“No Cane! Don’t leave her! Don’t hurt her in the name of loving me. I can’t have that on my conscience.”
“So, you’re forcing me to stay with her?”
“Yes, because you promised in front of god to be her husband! And that’s what you have to be, even if she can’t make you a father!”
“It’s not just about the kids, and I know this shit is not fair to her or you, but Snow, I love you.”
“You can’t!”
“But I do. I want you in my bed every night, taking this dick. I’m obsessed with you. Your touch, your moan, your scent. If I could bottle your juices up and have my wife wear them as a perfume, I would. Maybe that would make me attracted to her again.”
“What you love about me starts and ends with sex, and just like with her, it will get old too.”
“If you just shut up and listen, you’ll know it’s more than that. It’s more than your pussy and the babies they put in you! It’s everything about you! You’re smart, selfless, and beautiful. You’re funny without even trying. You don’t ask for anything when you deserve the fucking world. You are the first thought when I wake up, and the last thought on my mind when I go to sleep. I pray for you before I pray for myself. You are lovingand caring, to a world that doesn’t deserve it. Hell, I don’t even deserve it, but I want it. I want you.”
“It’s all beautiful, poetic even, but you are still married.”
“Yeah, she has the ring, but I belong to you!”
“But I don’t want someone who belongs to someone else. You made me the mistress, the side chick! And I bet she doesn’t even know that we’re fucking!”
“Do you want me to tell her?”
“No, you don’t need to tell her about the ending.”
“The ending? Is this done? Hell no! I’ll tell her now.”
I grabbed his hand. “Don’t.”
He looked at me with the same look that always ended with me cumming. I knew the moment he stepped toward me that we weren’t leaving this room until I came about three times. His hands caressed my soft skin until he was at my hips. He snatched my sweats and panties off, then lay me against the bed. He pulled off his clothes too, then he got on top of me. His manhood waited between my thighs. His precum and my juice wet the tip of his dick as it hardened between us.
He tugged at my hair until I was staring into his. “What do you want from me?” I asked.
“I want you to take all of me.” He said as he eased inside. He held my hands above my head as he continued to look in my eyes.
Tears rolled down my face. I was overwhelmed with both pleasure and regret. I should not be loving this woman’s husband this much. And I shouldn’t be cumming on his dick this fucking hard. It didn’t belong to me. He didn’t belong to me. But then I came again, and for a minute, none of that mattered.
“You're going to have every fucking baby I put in you. Do you understand me?” He asked. I was silent for a minute, my mind and heart both trying to come down from my climax.
“Answer me.” He said as he pushed deeper inside.
“Yes,” I moaned as I lifted my hips to meet his. “I....Thrust. . Love. .Thrust. . you.”
“I love you too,” I screamed.
He flipped me over and entered me again. Each stroke had the headboard knocking against the wall. “They can hear us,” I said.
“No, they can hear you.” He said as he put his fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them while I threw my ass back. “Fuck baby.” He groaned.
When he pulled out of me, I felt lonely, empty. Everything he warned me about. It hurt so bad that it felt like grief. I never understood why Evette let Jody eat her pussy after knocking the shit out of her, but I was being just as dumb as her. Probably dumber.
“We can’t do this anymore. You’re turning me into someone I don’t want to be. We have to stop having sex and just focus on the twins.”
“We can stop having sex, but what am I supposed to do about loving you?” He asked.
“Nothing. You need to work on your marriage.”
